Thanks for all the glorious and wonderful reviews; they mean so much to me! *dabs eyes with handkerchief* . Alright well this part will move the story along a bit more although I have a confession to make. Sadly, I'm getting a bit irritable with this story because I feel like I've gone about it all wrong and I kind of just want to quickly finish it up and start on something new. However, I don't want to totally start neglecting it because I know how many of you are really anxious to know what happens. So this bit will show were things are going, sorry it's not that long, but I hope you enjoy it!

Stephenie owns all the characters and scenarios and millions of dollars too.


Edward was electric at the response her body had given at his words.

'I see the dirty talking really gets her off. Amazing, and I haven't even placed one finger on her. I can only imagine what she'll be like when I actually do touch her, then go even further and do much more than just touch…poor girl, I've made her burst so violently.'

Her entire body had gone completely limp. Her knees had buckled a long time ago leaving her hanging by her hands like a prisoner. Edward felt a surge of remorse and horror at the sight and quickly untied her hands. She collapsed in his arms.

"Bella? Are you alright sweetheart? I did warn you didn't I?" His voice was a mixture of alarm, humor and elation.

She was still having difficulty speaking, her body thrummed from its extreme eruption.

"C-c-an you just set me d-down on the b-bed for a second?"

"Of course." he obliged, picking her up and stretching her body out cautiously.

Her chest was still heaving, covered in a thin sheen of sweat as she worked to catch her breath. It was as if she'd just returned from running in the Olympics.

Edward took a deep breath then froze. The potency of her blood was overwhelming. It rushed through her veins so forcefully rich and thick, instead of singing it was practically screaming for him now. His mouth began to salivate with venom.

'No, keep control of yourself you mustn't think like that.'

He clenched his jaw, tightly shut his eyes and imagined pleasing her body instead of tearing it apart. When he reopened his eyes again the monster inside of him had subsided once more. He turned back to look at her. Her eyes were huge, it reminded him of how she looked when she was in terror, but this was a completely different look…it was undeniable need.

A vast amount of pride swelled up in his chest,

"I'm glad I can satisfy you." he beamed.

Her eyes locked onto his, with an, "are you kidding me" expression then she gave him a helpless smile. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her body try desperately to rehabilitate it self, and for a second he almost felt bad about what he'd done to her…almost.

She continued to tremble with her legs sprawled out numbly. Then, his gaze turned to her thighs and how they glistened sporadically from the spatter of her climax. He felt like a sick sadistic man for thoughts that began to rush into his head, but he wanted so badly to do it, he was sure he could do it…at least he hoped he could.

He just couldn't help it, the smell was so unbearably affluent and sweet, and the way her body had been at his will made it hard for him to keep his composure. Still, he didn't fully trust himself, and he turned away prepared to distract his thoughts when she softly let out a guttural, hair raising moan.

'Arrhh! That's it, I can't take it anymore.'

He snapped his head around then grabbed her ankle and shot her legs back so far that her knees were nearly touching her shoulders.

The reaction took her by surprise. She gasped and bent her neck trying to see what he was suddenly doing. His eyes were fierce and determined as he bowed his face down, his lips parting along the way.

'Oh my gosh! He isn't about to do what I think he is, is he?'

She watched his mouth carefully, expectantly and it seemed like forever before she finally felt it. His tongue was right at the edge of her clit. He flicked it once, teasingly, and then swiftly slid it straight across, making her gasp. Then his cold tongue glided all the way up her thigh, and went back down to her clit before sliding all the way back up again on a different region. That's when she realized exactly what he was doing.

'Holy crow, I can't believe he's doing this! It has to be ten times as bad as tasting my blood…or should I say, tem times as good?,' she gulped at the thought.

Her pulse reacted recklessly as Edward delicately sucked and kissed her inner thighs, licking away all the juice that had been there.

'Mmmm, so that's how you taste.' He was beside himself now, indulging in her delicious taste.

Bella could feel that ache inside of her building back up again, but she saw that Edward wore a pained expression. She wondered just how much of a hold on his resistance he had left. What he was doing to her felt extremely good, but at the same time she didn't want him to suffer.

She sat up right, jostling her leg hoping to move it from his reach. He continued to hold it in place as if she'd never moved an inch.

"Edward?"

He carefully let her attention catch his eyes, his lips froze in place.

"Get up." She commanded.

He slowly parted his lips from her skin, taken aback by the sudden authority in her voice. His expression was quizzical, but he didn't question her demand. He backed off of the bed and stood as stiff as a smirking statue.

She rolled off of the bed and then, copying his move from earlier, beckoned him with her finger. He followed her, curiously and then he saw her hand reach for the tangled belt on the floor. He burst into laughter, understanding what she was trying to do.

"Do you honestly think that belt will keep me tethered?"

Bella looked solemnly up at the column almost feeling pity for the thing because she knew it didn't stand a chance. From his affronted reaction she was about to get the idea that he didn't want to play along when he suggested,

"How about a chair instead?"

Bella blinked in surprise then turned to look at the Victorian chair that was turned at an angle in the corner.

She scoffed,

"Like that's gonna be any better."

He gave her a puppy dog pout, poking out his lower lip, he couldn't be any cuter.

"Ugh! You and your antics, alright, chair it is."

He clapped his hands enthusiastically like a little kid…Edward was extremely adorable the way he playfully ran over to the chair, lifting it with a few of his fingers and planting it right in front of the bed before eagerly hopping in it, an uncontainable smile on his face."

Bella laughed hysterically.

He eagerly put his wrists together behind the chair as she came around with the belt and bound them as tight as she could.

"Er, this doesn't hurt does it?"

"Hmm, that depends, am I bleeding?" He was having fun being such a smart ass.

She wacked him on the back of the head making him slightly flinch in surprise.

"Oh come on Bella, your talking to the undead here. After you get started you'll be lucky if I last three seconds in this chair without shattering it."

She smirked.

"Well see about that. I'll be right back; I need to go put on something sexy."

He looked pained and impatient, his eyes scanned up and down her body rapidly as if they were trying to desperately hold on to the image in front of them.

"What's the point? You're already naked and I'll just end up ripping off what ever you put on anyway." He complained.

"Well you need to have at least something left to your imagination Mr. mind reader. Besides, you've seen enough already."

His eager puppy dog looked had gotten all sodden in the downcast disappointed one that replaced it.

"Fine." He said begrudgingly.

Bella giggled and skipped off to the other room care free. Edward winced at the sight of her bouncing body.

She flicked on the light then began to rummage around in the luggage for one of the scarier pieces of lingerie that Alice had so skillfully packed for her. It was a black and lacy thing; see through in all the right spots; perfect.

When Bella walked back into the room Edwards eyes opened wide in surprise. She stalked over towards him, crossing her legs in front of one another as she advanced which gave her hips a dangerous sway.

"I have to admit, I'm going to have fun stripping you out of this."

He intently watched the curves of her body in the skimpy pieces that hardly covered anything up. When she was directly in front of him she placed both her hands on the arm rest and leaned forward, giving him a full view of her cleavage.

"Now Edward, it's my turn to torture you."

"Ooh," he whispered and dug his teeth into his lip, the idea sounded very good to him.

She wound her body in slow motion, then walked a complete circle around him and stopped directly in front of him.

"Edward," she began, putting her finger to her bottom lip all innocent like, "I seem to be having some trouble remembering, what was it you said you wanted to do to me."

He groaned now, remembering all the things he'd said to get her to come. Was it possible for a vampire to become speechless, because at that moment Edward couldn't begin to frame intelligent words?

His mouth was open, but no sound followed, it was choked up in the back of his throat.

"All of a sudden I've got a whole new list of ideas, can't really put any of them into words though…sorry."

She gently took a seat on his lap, spread her legs and leaned her back into his chest.

"You are so unfair." He forced the words through his clenched teeth.

She giggled softly.

"Well, since you're so speechless, would you like for me to help?"

"Maybe." He was having a hard time making eye contact with her.

"I believe you said…" the words hung suggestively in the air, "you'd like to bend me over like this."

Still sitting on his lap she bent her body forward so that her hands touched the floor, then wrapped her legs around the back of the chair.

He made a small high pitched sound that made Bella chuckle in accomplishment.

She stood up and turned around, "or maybe you'd like it if I was on top."

She straddled him and began to move back and forth on his crotch that was getting stiffer with each second. An animalistic growl ripped through his chest.

So how was that? I know (cliff hanger, sorry). Haha, leave a review if your heart desires ^.^ V