A/N: This is an outtake from Late Night Encounters that I wrote for the Twifans for Haiti compilation, of one of Edward and Bella's nights in New York for New Years. And in honor of Reader Appreciation Day, I am posting this a day earlier than I had originally planned.

Thank you all for your amazing love and support of me and this story. I love each and every one of you more than I could ever express. :)

Promise Kept

From my spot on the bed, I watched her as she brushed her teeth before joining me.

So far, the entire week had been amazing. Every touch from her set my body on fire, every kiss felt like a small piece of heaven. But it was more than that.

Regardless of where we were or what we were doing, the comfort we felt with each other was refreshing. From an outsider's perspective, anyone else would simply assume we were a vacationing couple, rather than the reality of the situation.

The reality. Something I had not allowed myself to think much upon for the past few days with her. Nor would I that night. I had plans for that evening, and I would not allow reality to disrupt my mood.

She gave me a soft smile as she turned off the bathroom light and began walking toward the bed, brushing her hair. Her hand halted as she gazed at me, chuckling nervously at my intense gaze, no doubt. "What?"

I motioned my finger for her to come closer and she complied, sitting down at the edge of the bed next to me. Taking the brush from her hand and setting it on the bedside table, I propped myself up beside her on one arm, tracing my fingers along her bare neck with the other. Her chest began rising and falling more noticeably with each breath under my touch, her eyes fluttering closed. "You know, I seem to remember a certain request of yours for this little trip that we have yet to fulfill."

Her brow furrowed momentarily as she gazed at me in confusion, then her eyes widened in sudden realization, causing my smile to widen. I knelt behind her, pulling her hair aside and gently tracing my nose along the back of her neck.

"I see you remember," I whispered, brushing a feather-light kiss on her skin and causing her to shiver. "Are you sure you still want that?"

Her fingers gripped the edge of the bed and she nodded, letting out a shuddering breath.

"Good. Now stand up and face me," I said in a firm tone, watching her as she rose from the bed and slowly turned toward me, her skin slightly flushed. Yet her eyes spoke volumes; she had been waiting for it, anxiously anticipating that moment. "Let's see what we have here, shall we?"

I moved to the edge of the bed to sit in front of her, tracing my fingers along the smooth skin of her thigh, underneath the black satin nightgown I'd bought her earlier in the day. She lightly bit her lip as my hand ascended until it encountered the feel of yet more satin.

"And what's this?" I remarked sternly, my touch causing her to gasp softly as I lightly grazed her sensitive skin beneath the fabric. "You can go to dinner without panties, but you come to my bed with them on?"

I shook my head as I clicked my tongue, her eyes lowering as she nodded her head. Resting back on my elbows, my eyes ran along her body as she fidgeted slightly under my perusal.

"Take them off," I commanded as my gaze met hers, holding it as she lowered the scrap of fabric down over her hips and letting it fall to the floor at her feet. "Show me."

Bella parted her legs slightly and lifted the front of her nightgown, and I felt myself harden at the beautiful sight in front of me. The soft planes of her flat stomach, the delicate curves of her hips, and the bare skin between her legs.

God, I fucking want her.

"Come closer," I said levelly with no trace of my arousal in my voice. She stepped toward me until her legs met the edge of the bed and stopped. "Closer."

Her knees came to rest on either side of my thighs on the bed, her hands still holding the fabric up just below her ribs. I reached my hand out to touch her, tracing her lower abdomen, her hips, her inner thighs—all the while, analyzing the expression on her face. Her eyes were darkening, her jaw tensing slightly in restraint.

"Take it off. Slowly. Let me see you," I stated in short, abrupt commands, watching her arms move over her abdomen to cross in front of her. A soft moan of pleasure escaped me as her nightgown bared her ribs and then her beautiful breasts before me, her hair cascading back down over her shoulders as the fabric released it. "Beautiful. Simply fucking beautiful."

Her shoulders shuddered as I spoke and I smirked at the sight.

"You like it when I talk that way?" I taunted her and she swallowed hard, nodding as I ran my fingertips up along her stomach and between her breasts. Her back arched slightly in a seemingly involuntary reaction and I removed my touch from her, lying flat on the bed. "Prove it. Come closer."

As if reading my mind, she leaned forward to rest her hands on the bed above my head, moving her hips directly above my face. Running my hands over her ass and blew softly against her skin, her body jerking in response.

"Show me how much you want me to touch you, Bella. How badly you want me," I said huskily, causing her to whimper in reply with soft pleas. "I didn't say beg me, I said show me."

Bella exhaled a shaky breath as her hand trailed down her abdomen and between her legs, a soft mewl escaping her at the contact. I watched as her fingers ran lightly along her delicate skin, her tongue lightly sweeping across her lip to moisten it as she panted softly.

I brought my hand to her wrist, breaking her contact and bringing it to my lips, circling my tongue around the tip of her index finger. She let out a quiet moan as I took it into my mouth, closing my eyes as I relished in the taste of her on her own skin.

"Lay down," I said firmly as I released her hand, raising up off the bed as she lay back, standing up to gaze down at the beauty in front of me. I ached to be inside her, to feel her envelope me, but the memory of this experience through the webcam urged me to continue.

Placing my hands on her knees, I slowly parted them and traced along her inner thighs, causing her hips to buck slightly. "Don't move. Lay perfectly still."

She lowered her hips back down to the bed, her eyes never leaving me as I knelt down beside the bed, pulling her to the edge in front of me. She bit her lip as I touched her, running my fingers lightly over her slickened skin, applying hardly any pressure against her.

"You're aching for me to touch you, aren't you, Bella? To taste you?" I growled, my breath fanning over her skin and causing a strangled moan to emit from her. "Are you ever going to come to this bed anything but fully prepared for me to take you at my leisure?"

"No," Bella whispered hoarsely, shaking her head.

My teeth lightly grazed her inner thigh, causing a soft yelp from her followed by a groan. Holy shit! She liked that! "What was that? I couldn't hear you."

Her lidded eyes came down again to meet mine. "I promise. I'll be ready for you at all times."

I smirked and slowly ran my tongue along her clit, feeling the muscles in her thighs tense as they pressed against my shoulders.

"Oh fuck. Shit!" she exclaimed through clenched teeth, her head pressing back against the mattress.

I backed away slowly, removing every trace of my touch from her and standing up. I gazed down at her, her eyes clenched closed and her lip nearly white from the pressure of her teeth on it. I fell forward onto my arms, startling her with my abrupt closeness as I hovered over her and teased her lips by ghosting over them with mine.

"Remember what I told you I was going to do to you for driving me crazy with that filthy mouth of yours?" I hissed against her lips, bringing one hand to grip her hair to raise her eyes to mine while my hips pressed forward, grinding my erection against her. "See what you're doing to me? You feel that?"

"Yes," she breathed out, her gaze never leaving mine and groaning as I pressed against her again.

"Tell me. So I know you remember," I replied firmly, tightening my grip slightly on her hair, tilting her head back more.

She whimpered as her lips parted, but she gazed at me intensely. "That you would tease me with your cock until I was begging you to fuck me, and then make me pleasure you with my hot ... mouth."

Her tongue came out to flick my lip as she paused between her words, taunting me. God, she's getting off on this.

"Loosen my pants, now," I demanded in a harsh, scolding tone without breaking our gaze, feeling her hands come to my waist and tug at the drawstring of my night pants. "Now, push them down."

Bella's hands moved to my hips, guiding the fabric down until she couldn't reach and continued with her feet. I lowered myself on top of her, my bare chest meeting hers and rocking my hips against her, suppressing a groan at the warmth of her skin against mine. Her hands gripped my sides as I pulled back and repeated my motions.

"Feel good?" I asked deeply, brushing my lips against her jaw and she nodded. "I can't hear nods."

"Yes. God, yes," she panted, her palms flattening against my lower back in an attempt to pull me closer.

"I could be inside you so easily," I murmured against her skin, moving toward her lips and kissing her gently as my tip rested against her entrance. "But I won't."

She groaned loudly as I slid against her again, her eyes closing and turning her face to the side.

"Tell me, Bella. Do you want me to fuck you?" I whispered in her ear, nipping lightly at the lobe.

"Yes," she breathed out heavily, digging the heels of her hands into my back as they moved up to my shoulders.

"That doesn't sound very convincing. I don't think you want it bad enough," I said, lowering myself down onto one elbow while taking my length in my other hand. Her lips parted in a soft gasp as I guided myself along her and pressed just the tip inside her. "How bad do you want it, Isabella?"

Her nails dug into my shoulders and her body tensed beneath me. The look on her face told me it was taking everything in her not to thrust her hips, taking me inside her. "Edward..."

I pressed forward a fraction more, but the groan that emitted from her was so guttural, I may as well have plunged deep inside her all at once. Her hands fell to the bed beside her, clutching the covers tightly in her fists and cursing loudly when I pulled my hips away. "How bad?"

"God, fuck!" Bella exclaimed, her head thrashing to the side. "Please, I fucking need you."

I leaned down to brush my lips against her pulse point, then sat back on my legs and took her hands in mine. Lacing our fingers together, I pulled her gently off the bed to kneel in front of me. "That's all I needed to hear."

My lips met hers as I backed off the bed, our joined hands moving behind her back and guiding her with me.

Freeing one of my hands from her, I traced my fingertips lightly over her hip and between her legs. "Before I feel you here," I paused, sliding two fingers inside her briefly before retracting and bringing them to her lips. "I'm gonna feel you here. Show me how much you want me, baby."

She slowly lowered herself down in front of me, her breasts lightly skimming my cock as she knelt, causing me to hiss through my teeth at the contact. Her beautiful eyes gazed up at me as her tongue snaked out and ran along the underside of my length, moaning softly as it circled around the tip.

"You don't want to tease me, Bella. I don't think you'd like the consequences," I growled, but in reality, loving every fucking second of her light touches. She was driving me insane with that tongue of hers. Nonetheless, I drove my hands into her hair, tilting her head back and holding her gaze firmly with mine. "Unless, of course, you would enjoy going to bed tonight after I get mine without getting yours."

Her back straightened slightly and she shook her head. "No, please."

"Good, because I am really looking forward to fucking you, bent over that bed," I replied, watching her eyes flutter closed briefly and her shoulders fall with a sigh. Her hand then gripped me gently as those beautiful lips I had fantasized about for so long wrapped around me. And that time, I couldn't tear my eyes away.

Her warm mouth felt better that night than any other time that week, and watching myself repeatedly disappear inside her full lips only added to the sensation. When her tongue began massaging me with every movement, it took everything in me to hold her gaze and not come right then.

"Touch yourself, Bella. I want you good and ready for me when I decide to take you," I grunted, which became a moan when her mouth tightened around me as her hand slid between her legs. "Keep your eyes on me. Don't look away."

My voice was tight as I felt Bella's groan reverberate through me while her body trembled against her fingers' movements. Her eyes fought to stay open as her whimpers began, proving clearly how close she was.

"Okay, stop," I said, gently taking hold of her face, stilling her movements and pinching my eyes closed as her mouth sealed around me more firmly in protest. Feeling the tightening in my gut begin even without her motions, I pulled my hips away and guided her away from me, tracing her lips with my thumb.

"Turn around," I said in a commanding tone, pulling her up to stand and turning her away from me. Sliding my arms around her and pressing my body against her back, my lips ghosted over her neck as my hands gripped her firm breasts. "You almost made me come, which I'm only doing once tonight and it's a long time 'til morning. You really want to wait that long?"

Her head rested back against my shoulder, moving back and forth in reply while my thumbs drew slow, daunting circles around her hardened nipples.

"Are you ready for me, Bella?" I whispered in her ear, to which she immediately nodded. "I think I'll have to see for myself."

She groaned in displeasure when I stepped back, removing all contact of our bodies.

"Hands on the bed," I said firmly and she exhaled a shaky breath as she complied, bending forward at the waist. I gently nudged the backs of her knees with mine, urging her to kneel on the edge. Running my hand over her dampened skin, feeling exactly how aroused she was, I thought of the last time I'd seen her this way; leaning over her couch, unreachable. And finally I could touch her, taste her, and it only increased my desire for her. I pressed myself against her again, barely restraining from thrusting inside her as my fingers moved briskly over her clit. "Tell me you want me."

"God. Fuck, I want you," she panted breathlessly, arching against my touch. The beauty of her in that moment was indescribable, her hair flowing further down her back as her head fell back, her lips parted and eyes closed.

"I can't hear you," I replied gruffly, quickening my ministrations against her.

Her breath caught in her throat and a strangled cry escaped her lips. She was so close, but I wanted to see and feel her when she did—so I stopped. "Shit ... Edward, please ..."

"Please what?" I whispered, my hands moving to her hips and gripping them firmly, pushing them forward to lose contact with me.

"I want you to fuck me. Please," she growled through clenched teeth, fisting the blankets in her hands.

In one swift movement, I pulled her back against me and sheathed myself inside her, our mingled moans and curses filling the air around us. She leaned forward on her elbows, weaving her hands into her hair as I began thrusting against her insistently, my fingers digging into the skin of her hips.

Nothing compared to the feeling of Bella like that; skin to skin, no barriers, as I'd discovered just a few mornings before. But that experience was so much more.

It was primal, raw, and so fucking intense—to feel and hear every single moment of it.

"Fuck, Edward. So close," she cried out and I could feel her body tensing.

"Don't you dare," I growled, knowing exactly what she wanted to do, and proven right when she groaned loudly and reached her hands above her head to grip the blanket. "You're not going to touch yourself at all as long as we're here, unless I tell you to. I am the only one here that is going to make you come, do you understand?"

Her face turned to the side and rested on the mattress as she nodded and breathed out heavily, taking her lip between her teeth. Her forehead creased slightly and her whimpers grew louder with each of my movements.

Sliding my arm around her stomach and lifting her slightly off the bed onto her arms again, my lips brushed against her shoulder. "Come for me, Bella."

She gasped loudly as my hand moved between her parted legs, lightly pinching the sensitive, swollen skin between my fingers and rolling it between them. "Oh shit! Fuck!"

Her head flew back against my shoulder as she shuddered violently against me, her orgasm claiming her and pulling me over with her as well. I held onto her, pressing my lips firmly against her skin while my hips thrust erratically against her, until finally stilling as it subsided.

She slid forward onto the bed in exhaustion, rolling onto her back to look up at me with the most amazing, contented smile on her face. Reaching out for my hand, I took it and she gently pulled me down to her, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as I hovered above her.

"Thank you," she whispered against my lips before sealing them over mine briefly, gazing into my eyes the entire time. "I was beginning to wonder when that side of you was going to make its appearance. Though that's the first time anyone has ever called me 'Isabella', and it actually turned me on."

I chuckled, running the backs of my fingers along the sweat dampened skin of her neck. "I think it's put us both in great need of a shower."

"I honestly don't know that I can move right now," she laughed, her fingers running through my hair.

"Guess I better hold on to you good and tight, then," I replied, kissing her gently and lifting her off the bed, carrying her into the bathroom.