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Supporting charities is a big part of my personal beliefs, so when the idea was laid upon my heart a couple of months ago, I felt such a relief that the months I spent writing two totally new characters wasn't going to go to utter waste. I'll put the book description below. If you don't know about the Go Campaign, you can find the link at: gocampaign dot org (backslash)wegoforrob(backslash)

And now to our lovers.

~Honor~

She snickered at his humor, even while her eyes rolled back in her head at the sensual pleasure of his touch. "Stand up," she murmured as he moved his lips slowly back and forth across the small patch of skin he worried.

"Yes, ma'am," he whispered, rising gracefully.

While he stood perfectly still between her legs, she placed her hand over the erection straining his jeans directly in front of her face and traced the hard length. All kidding aside, Bella allowed the feel of him, the heat, and the sounds of his heaving chest to surround her.

"Go get naked, Edward."

~Honor~

When Bella entered his bedroom, Edward stood naked by the bed. At her cocked eyebrow, he said, "You didn't tell me to make myself comfortable, so I assumed I needed to wait for further instruction."

Bella just grinned and her reaction sent chills racing across his skin.

"Shopping trip?" he asked when she joined him.

Bella had wondered if he would mention the broad leather pieces she'd laid out. "It's a chest restraint." She picked up two shorter, but just as wide pieces and held them up. "I can attach these to your biceps, then the bicep cuffs to the chest piece. It'll restrain your arm movement. Your other cuffs . . ." she trailed her fingertips across his wrist ". . . can also be attached to the front of your chest." She smirked at him. "It'll give me the options to keep you tightly bound or give you a small range of motion with your arms, but we won't have to keep you flat on your back."

Edward licked his lips in anticipation of what that could mean.

"Hands to me," she ordered, drawing a shocked gasp from him.

She'd always tied his legs first before getting near his arms and hands. And it was without fail when he was lying down. Now, he stood tall over her without a stitch of clothing on, his erection jutting out towards her without shame. Bella took her time placing the restraints on his wrists, running her fingers along the edge of the black leather and across his skin.

Edward knew it was part of her torture, because every touch electrified him and made him ache for the day he'd be able to touch her.

Shivering in delight at Edward's trembling, she looked up to find his desire darkened eyes watching her every movement. She allowed her fingers to slowly brush down his stomach and across the head of his cock. Bringing them to her mouth, she watched him as she tasted the liquid that coated the tips.

"Fuck," he muttered, but remained perfectly still.

"I intend to have more than just a taste before you leave here. Remember how it felt to have my lips wrapped around you, Edward?"

He groaned, and she saw him swallow. "Yes."

"Well, just imagine how it'll feel as you come down my throat."

While Edward remained as still as a statue, his cock did all the talking. Bella watched as it twitched and pre-cum leaked out of him.

"Arms out," she directed and appreciated the view when he raised them cross style.

Slowly, dragging her fingers across his chest and ribs, Bella circled Edward, coming to stand behind him. "I really like the look of the black leather on you," she told him as she leaned in close to run her tongue across his back.

Edward jerked at her caress, but didn't say anything.

Trailing her fingers down his backbone, she grinned when he gasped. But his growl of pleasure was loud when she palmed his ass, squeezing the tight muscles there. Continuing her pattern, she moved under his raised arm and trailed her fingers tantalizingly around to rest her palm against his rapidly beating heart as she came to stand before him again.

Reaching to the bed, she picked up the broad chest strap. "I'm going to put this on you, but unfortunately, it will cover your nipples. I want you to stand very still, because I want to taste them before I strap it around you."

A puff of air escaped Edward's lips. "I need to restrain my arms, Bella."

She nodded and watched with interest as he linked his hands behind his back. Legs apart, arms stretched behind him emphasizing his lean muscles, cock hard and jutting out, his copper hair in disarray, and green eyes blazing. Edward made a mouth-watering picture.

"I would love to take a picture of you like this," Bella admitted and watch as a myriad of emotions washed across his face. She grinned when he didn't tell her "No." "Another time," she said and watched as the hot desire in his face increased. "My, my. Mr. Cullen, I'm beginning to believe you might be an exhibitionist."

His chuckle was harsh. The sound morphed into something darker when she leaned forward and captured one of his tight nipples with her teeth, running her tongue across the flesh caught between them.

"Fuck!" he shouted and began shaking when she grabbed his hips with her hands, pulling them closer together. The leather of the restraint brushed across his hip and upper thighs igniting him as if it were her fingers. Shaking, Edward closed his eyes against the pleasure, focusing on the burn in his cock to keep from reaching for her. He was stunned that she thought he had this much control. Did she not know how badly he wanted to reach for her, to run his hands across her skin, to bite her, to sink between her thighs?

Be still, be still, be still, he silently chanted, counting the beats of his heart by the throbbing of his cock.

Sweat broke out across his forehead when she dug her nails into his skin, holding his hips still. The burn threatened to throw him over the edge. Just as he was about to speak the word "yellow," Bella released him, placing a soft kiss to his tortured skin.

Nudging his arms up slightly, she wrapped the leather harness around his chest. If he'd thought the way she'd nibbled on him was torturous, her breasts nipples hard nubs under the material of her shirt, being pressed to him while she reached to pull the leather around was excruciating. The feel of the leather cinching his chest as she secured the buckle had him gasping for breath. It wasn't the compression of the leather against his ribs that took it from him, but the feeling of freedom. He shuddered in anticipation, knowing it was just one step closer to her touching him, or him touching her. Bowing his head at the feel of her fingertips against him, Edward bit his bottom lip as she slid the cuffs around his upper arms. Through the fog of his lust, he counted each click as Bella locked the cuffs on his upper arm to the side rings on the chest and then took his wrists in her hands before attaching them to the front. It left him bound in prayer like fashion.

"I can release your arms or your wrists, as I see fit," she explained.

Cracking his eyes open, Edward shook his head slightly. "Or you could just go ahead and tie me to this bed so that I can take advantage of you," he said in a voice close to a growl.

Smirking, Bella slapped his thigh. The sting obviously did nothing to help cool Edward's ardor because Bella watched his pupils dilate to where his eyes appeared entirely black. Reaching slowly, she eased the top button of her shirt open.

Edward's focus was instantly glued to the pale patch of skin revealed.

Bella's heart felt as if it was going to beat out of her chest. Once she'd had no qualms about someone seeing her naked, but now, the scars from her surgery stood out vividly against her skin. And while her sense of self had never come from her looks, she wasn't naïve enough not to recognize the root of her nervousness.

A hiss sounded from between his lips when the she hit the second button and the dusky blue color of her bra became apparent. She watched him watching her and the way the skin over his cheekbones tightened even further made her feel powerful. His fingers clenching into fists above the black of the leather was aesthetically stunning.

Bella finished the last buttons, allowing the shirt to hang open for just a few moments before she shrugged the material off and allowed it to fall to the floor.

"You are so fucking beautiful," he said roughly, his eyes scanning the flesh above and below her bra.

She glanced down shyly, a small smirk on her lips.

"You are Bella. Beautiful inside and out."

She looked up to be ensnared by his eyes.

Edward waited patiently for her to continue and was richly rewarded. The twist and sway of her hips as she gently pushed her jeans off was as erotic a dance as any he'd ever seen. She gracefully stepped away from the pants, leaving her before him clad only in a matching blue satin bikini and bra. Flawless skin covered her from the top of her head to her toes . . . except for the scarring at her hip and on her leg. Squaring off her shoulders, Bella tossed her hair behind her. The pose was far from planned or voluptuous. It was a warrior's stance, and he wondered just how much it cost her to bare herself in this manner.

Humbled, he lowered to his knees before her.

Edward heard Bella yelp in surprise, but he remained perfectly still, head down. When she touched him, the fine trembling of her hand drove him crazy. He wanted to wrap his arms around her, but he knew that it would be too much. All he could give her in this moment was his respect.

"I need to touch you, Bella. To kiss your scars."

He heard her sob, but didn't move until he felt her fingers thread through his hair and give a gentle tug. Encouraged, he moved slowly to place his cheek against the soft skin of her stomach.

"I think they are perhaps the most beautiful part of you. And while you may disagree, I see them as badges of honor . . . a testament to who you are . . . your strength . . . your dignity . . . your perseverance." When she didn't stop him, he slid until his lips hovered above the first scar. There, he nuzzled her gently, growing bolder when she didn't jerk away. Determined to cover every inch of the map of scars covering her hip and upper leg, Edward pressed his lips to the raised skin, risking an occasional swipe of his tongue in adoration. Unhurried, he attempted to funnel every ounce of emotion and want he had into his touch, branding her as his in the only way he could. When he was through, there was not inch of marred skin that he hadn't traced, loved, cherished.

Fueled by the feel of him touching her, Bella's trembling had ceased. She'd never felt more aroused and desire burned harshly within her. She needed to touch him.

"On the bed," she ordered.

She could've sworn she heard him say, "Thank fuck" as he rose gracefully.

He even made the slide back onto the bed, one he couldn't aid by using his arms, look sexy. Spreading his legs slightly, he readied for Bella to attach the leg cuffs.

"I'm leaving your legs unbound," she told him, drawing a startled gasp.

"Bella?" A myriad of questions were held in her name.

"I'm sure, Edward. Another step forward, right?"

He didn't reply because he'd been struck speechless again when she removed her bra and underwear.

Long legs, for such a petite frame, a toned waist, high breasts, and lustrous dark hair between her legs, Bella was the epitome of perfection to him. Drinking in his fill, Edward surveyed every spot he wanted to touch, planning his strategy for conquering her when he was finally allowed. Visions of her legs wrapped around his hips as he pounded into her tortured him with delightful promises. A myriad of ideas of how he could bring them pleasure fired his desire as he continued to gaze upon her beauty.

Overwhelmed with his first sight of her naked, he almost missed the opportunity to tell her something important, but with great effort, he rallied the few brain cells that hadn't gone south. "Wait!" he finally managed just as she crawled onto the bed and straddled him.

"Wait?" Bella raised an eyebrow at him.

Edward had to swallow hard to concentrate. Bella's breasts were perfect and he couldn't think much farther than the fact they were on the bed naked together. The brush of her soft skin against his was maddening.

"I just wanted to say something quickly. I have a plan for the first time we make love, so I want to call dibs on planning it. I don't want it to be an in-the-moment thing, okay?"

Bella giggled, which caused her to vibrate against him in an enticing manner. "Giving me orders now, Edward?"

The devilish look on his face was enough to make Bella's spirits soar. This man was a one in a million. How many men would be so chivalrous about what she'd been putting him through and still want to romance her?

"Maybe a little one." He shrugged his shoulders, which caused the links on his bindings to jingle. Bella noticed that goosebumps rose across his skin like hers at the sound. His green eyes blazed with sincerity. "It's important to me, Bella. I want it to be special."

Grabbing the leather across his chest, she pulled him up so their faces were just inches apart.

"I promise to tell you when I'm ready and the first night we make love will be all yours, Edward."

Ecstatic, he leaned forward, capturing her lips with his. The kiss he gave her was scorching and she was gasping for breath by the time he released her. Bella pushed hard against his chest and following her direction, Edward fell back onto the mattress with force.

"But for now, I'm in charge," she said with a giggle.

A wolfish smile crossed his face. "I would spread my arms wide and say I'm all yours . . . but it seems I'm a little tied up at the moment, so do your worst."

"Oh, I plan to," she said before pulling the small white container to her and swiping a path of Edward scented gel across her upper lip.

She pulled two of his pillows closer and urged him to sit up. Tucking them behind him, she settled Edward into a reclining position. At his inquisitive and hopeful look, she captured the curve of his neck, right at the tender spot. Nipping it, she spoke softly, as if she was speaking a great secret.

"And now, I'm going to be a selfish bitch. Because I fully intend to make my fantasy a reality."

While Edward had suspected this is where the moment was going, he couldn't control the jolt her words brought on. His cock throbbed between them and he wanted to weep when Bella chuckled. He did groan when she inched her way down, kissing above the leather that restrained him before nibbling at his fingers. He almost came when she sucked his finger and jumped when she bit the tip. Next, she toyed with his bellybutton, making him squirm before she moved on.

It was when she hovered above him that Edward stilled. Her hot breath washed over his cock and he swelled even more in anticipation.

"No moving," she ordered.

She heard Edward curse slightly and grinned when he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Unh uh . . . eyes open. I want you to watch what I'm doing to you."

She shivered at the look in his eyes. If his hands had been loose, Bella doubted Edward would have been able to keep from grabbing her. It didn't escape her notice that the thought didn't scare her. Pleased at the notion, she softly ran her fingers across the head of his cock and barely held back a groan when she felt a spurt of wetness.

"Bella . . ." he said softly. "Baby, I'm not going to hold out long if you touch me. You've got me too worked up already."

"Hmm . . . let's test your theory."

His strangled breath was his only response as she lowered to his cock, running her tongue from the base to the tip. She circled his head in a way that his hands clenched, causing the leather to creak. The sound of his captivity fueled her. He was all satin over steel as she traced the lines of his blood vessels with her tongue, mapping out the touches that made him moan. Over and over, Bella sucked on him, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth with each attempt.

The entire time, Edward watched, his breath growing harsher as lust and love mingled.

Determined to make him lose control, Bella went for his balls, lightly running her fingers over them before darting her tongue out to lick them. Sliding one of them into her mouth, she lightly suckled.

He cried out. It was one of the most erotic moments of Edward's life – right up there with their first kiss. Certainly others had performed this act on him, but this was Bella, and she was gifting him with her trust.

It made it so much more.

He wanted to slip his fingers into her hair, to hold her. He knew it would feel silky and he wanted to tighten his fingers in the strands and control her, but he couldn't, making the moment even more sensual.

She licked a path from his balls to the base of his erection. Continuing to his head, she looked up to see if he was still watching her. Seeing his crazed eyes, she grinned before slipping his cock back into her mouth.

Edward groaned and wanted to close his eyes at the sensation, but he held her gaze as she'd commanded. Mesmerized, he couldn't take his eyes off her as she swirled her tongue at the same time as she moved her head up and down. Edward felt the power of his orgasm coursing through his body, pooling in his groin, threatening to rob him of sanity. Feeling his balls lift, he tightened and then groaned when she let him slide out of her mouth and flicked her tongue across his head quickly.

"No holding back, Edward," she commanded.

If he'd been capable of making any noise, he would've laughed. If she thought he had one ounce of control at this moment, she was wrong. He could only focus on the wet heat of her mouth and the carnal sight of her dining on him.

Wrapping her fingers around his cock, Bella lowered her head, taking him to the back of her throat and wrapping her fingers around what she couldn't.

A primal plea was torn from deep inside Edward, but the fire burning him had wiped him of any civility. Helpless to remain still, Edward's hips rose, earning a chuckle from Bella. The vibrations went straight through his cock as Bella hollowed out her cheeks with the force of her sucking. The combination was like a lighting strike and Edward shouted Bella's name as his orgasm erupted. He shuddered as she continued to hold his cock in her mouth, draining him of come and licking him clean until he collapsed.

He barely felt her unclip the leather cuffs restraining his arms and hands. It was only when she laid her head on his chest that he found the strength to gently run his fingertips through the ends of her hair. He was careful not to tug or do anything but caress the ends, but it was enough for now.

"Bella?"

Bella recognized the question in his voice. "I'm not ready yet, Edward. I know you want to touch me. Just give me a little more time, okay?"

Edward tapped down the disappointment that reared its head. He wanted to know if he'd done anything to cause her hesitancy, but knew it was not the time to question. He had to trust in their connection and honesty to believe Bella would tell him when she felt ready. Squeezing her softly, he kissed the side of her head. "Yes, mistress."

Edward didn't even attempt to control the grin on his face when she pinched his side at his saucy reply.

~Honor~

They crawled out of bed not long afterward. Edward waited for Bella to go first, believing she would want to be far away from his naked, unrestrained body. To his great surprise, Bella reached for his arm and pulled him flush to her, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Bella, can I hug you back?"

"Yeah."

The feel of her naked against him didn't escape his cock's attention, but she and he both ignored his burgeoning erection, sinking into the comfort of each other's arms. Neither felt the need to speak about how significant the intimate contact between them was.

"You mentioned the other night about a foot rub. You still up for that?" Bella asked against his chest.

He chuckled before asking, "Can I hope that you are requesting the full-blown Edward special where I'm guaranteed to make you scream out my name, instead of just your basic foot rub?"

Edward smiled at her giggle.

"While I look forward to the day of Edward-induced foot coma, I think just a basic foot rub for now."

He sighed dramatically, causing her giggles to increase. "I'm just a man, so I had to give it a try." Squeezing Bella softly before releasing her, Edward stepped back. Glancing over to his bedside table, he noted the time. "It's still early to actually go to bed, so let's just meet on your couch."

Having already noticed the dark circles under Edward's eyes, Bella shook her head. "It's not too early. Let's meet in my bed and call it a night."

"Seriously?" He looked over at the clock again.

"Yeah. I want to cuddle."

Excitement filled Edward's face and he quickly kissed her lips. "Perfect."

~Honor~

Bella groaned when Edward hit a spot she didn't even know was sore. It was just below her heel and it felt like fire seared her for a moment before the pain faded away. He'd spent at least thirty minutes on her other foot and she felt like a wet noodle from the experience. She couldn't stifle the moans that came from deep inside her as he continued to apply painful pleasure.

"Okay, I'm beginning to believe your lofty statements about your foot rubs." Bella sniffed as if it was a great concession.

He chuckled, running his thumb along her arch. "I'm good with my hands. Trust me, I'm a doctor."

A short bark of laughter precipitated her response. "That sounded so cheesy."

"Boy, that is a word I haven't heard in a long time. It used to be Emmett's favorite thing to say."

"Cheesy?" Bella questioned.

"Yeah."

"I picked it up from my dad. He tries to be so cool, but fails to recognize his perpetually uncool status - a small town law officer who's still stuck in the 80's." She snickered. "Don't even ask him about his music collection or you'll learn all about the hair bands." She grinned as a vision of Charlie in his Poison t-shirts filled her mind. God, she loved him.

Bella sighed when Edward hit another sore spot. That one she was blaming all on "Jane the Witch".

Edward's fingers kept venturing north of her ankle and hitting her calf muscles. He thought he was being so sneaky, with all the stolen caresses, but since they felt so good, she didn't feel the need to call him on it. "I imagine growing up with three brothers was kinda fun," she said, thinking of what Edward had said about the oldest sibling of the group.

Rolling his eyes, Edward snarked, "Yeah, it was quite a joy."

"I can't even imagine what it was like for Jamie to come around so much later than the three of you."

Smiling, Edward hummed as he slid his hands up and down her lower leg. It should've set off every one of Bella's warning bells, but it didn't. "Jamie was the life of the party, no matter where he went. Being the baby, he was definitely everyone's favorite. He certainly kept mom and dad busy with all his shenanigans." Using his thumb, Edward smoothed across the inside of her ankle, and Bella barely restrained herself from jumping.

"Ticklish?"

"A little."

"No problem, I'm almost done anyway, particularly since you won't let me talk you into something different."

Bella patted the pillow at her side and after washing his hands, Edward lay down with her. She immediately cuddled into his side.

"I always wanted a sister, but Jake filled my need for a brother. When he started dating Leah, she became my sister."

"How old were you when you and Jacob met?"

"I don't ever remember him not being there. There are pictures of me holding him when he was a baby. I was a little over a year old." She ran her fingertips in small circles above the beating of Edward's heart. "His sisters are a lot older, so Jake and I became it for one another. He's been my best friend and brother rolled into one. People thought it was strange and that we'd end up together as teenagers . . . but Ewh!"

She said it in such a disgusted tone that Edward laughed. "He's a handsome man and you're gorgeous, so I can see why they'd think that. Particularly with the strong bond the two of you have. Was it weird for Leah?"

He felt her nod against his chest. "Yeah, at first. But once she spent some time with us together, she figured it out quickly. Jake was always running interference with guys that wanted to date me, so he was a total pain in the ass."

"Too funny, Jamie was always trying to set me up, and it seems like Jacob was doing exactly the opposite with you. Jamie used to tease me I was going to die a virgin."

"But you weren't."

He laughed out loud at her statement. "Not since the whole two second fiasco I told you about, but he liked to tease, saying I must have been 'revirginated' in medical school."

"Revirginated?"

"His word. He made it up after Dad caught him in the act in our pool house."

"What?" Bella exclaimed with a chuckle, lifting up on her arm to see Edward's face.

Even in the dim lights, she could see the twinkle in Edward's eyes. "Yeah, you would've thought that Dad would yell and scream, but instead he brought Jamie into the house and made him sit through an hour long lesson on human sexuality. He pulled out his medical books and showed Jamie all the nasties that come along with unprotected sex."

"James, this is what your penis looks like with Syphilis." Carlisle pulled out a particularly gruesome picture and Edward, Emmett, and Jasper watched as Jamie squirmed on the seat that their father had made his youngest sit upon. "Your dick is going to burn like the fires of hell have been set loose on it."

Carlisle flipped to the next page. "And this is what Gonorrhea-"

"Dad! Okay, okay! I got it."

"Good!" Carlisle threw a box of condoms down on his son's lap. "Because the next time I find out you didn't use one of these while having sex, I'm going into more detail. I might just take you down to the free clinic and let you listen to the stories."

Emmett squirmed beside Edward. He was still mentally scared from his trip to Carlisle's clinic.

"Pregnancy, while not ideal, is something we can deal with. Some of these beasties aren't as easy to manage. It's bad enough that responsible people are lied to by the ones they have sex with, but in addition to dealing with the betrayals, people have to come in every day to the hospital as a result of the infections they've caught."

Jamie looked down at the box, his shoulders hunched.

"Now, since you didn't use protection with Cindy, you've coming to the office for a full checkup and blood work. And you're going to tell your mother why."

Jamie jerked back in the chair, his eyes wide.

Jasper nudged Edward, attempting to control his laughter. Esme was the ultimate threat to any of them.

"And when all that is done, I need to talk to you about your technique, because damn, son, why would any girl want what I saw you offering?"

Jamie went white as Edward, Jasper, and Emmett burst out laughing. They'd all been victims of Carlisle's lectures and assessments. The sexually transmitted disease issue was bad enough, but when their dad critiqued their styles of wooing women, it turned mortifying.

"I didn't even see one candle . . ." Carlisle started as Jamie slumped down in the chair.

Bella was laughing so hard that tears fell from her eyes at the story Edward shared. She snorted as she imagined a younger Jamie receiving sex instruction from his father.

"Jamie swore the lecture our father gave him 'revirginated' him for a year afterward."

Finally getting her mirth under control, Bella let out one last snicker. "So, I'm thinking Grandpa Carlisle should lecture any kids we might have."

She felt Edward go still at her words and waited for his reaction. A soul stealing kiss is what she got.

"And just for kicks, I think our first born son should be named James," she added when she finally had the breath to talk.

A growl rumbled low in Edward's chest. "Enough woman, we need sleep."

Bella smiled at his demanding tone and yawned.

It was only minutes later that twilight spread its dusky cover into the room, shrouding the two lovers protectively as they slept peacefully, snuggled together.

~Honor~

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