Hello FMLW Readers. The next chapter is very close, I promise, just going through a final edit. Until then here is a little outtake I wrote for the Fandom for Sexual Assault Awareness Fundraiser. Enjoy...

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, it belongs to S. Meyer. I'm just playing with her toys again.

This storyline is still mine though, so please no stealing or fiddling with it without my permission

Summary: Edward has made a little promise to Bella – it's time for him to deliver.

Edward's Riding Lesson

Me and my big mouth...

How on earth do I let myself get talked into these things? Oh, that's right, a certain person talked me into it. The person that I would do absolutely anything for.

It's an absolutely glorious day today. The sun is shining, not a cloud in the sky. A perfect day to enjoy with your other half. How am I spending it, you ask?

Not walking on the beach, or sunbathing, or even sharing a picnic. No, today, I am facing my fears for the woman I love.

I'm going to get on a horse. One of the hulking beasts she spends so much of her time with.

Even though she is an accomplished rider, I still worry about her. She has suggested I give it a try; she wants to prove to me how safe it is. Honestly, I am horrified by the idea but I can't let her know this. Stupid male pride.

I'm pretty sure this is going to end badly. Maybe even painfully.

This is it. I've stalled long enough, lingering while I nurse my cup of tea. After all, Bella left for the stable yard over half an hour ago. I had better get off my backside before she comes looking for me. Time to man up, Edward.

I walk across the path to the stable yard where my Bella is waiting for me. She's holding a horse, all ready to go. It's the brown one. Charlie, I think it's called. It slobbered on me once. I didn't like it.

We eyeball each other, the two rivals for her affection. I feel fairly confident I am number one in her heart, but the damn thing is bigger than me. I step back, quickly, before it treads on my toe. Bella bursts out laughing. I can see lots of laughter at my expense before this is over. Time to suck it up, Edward. She did promise to reward me later.

"So what is this called again?" I ask. I had better pay attention. She did explain all this stuff to me earlier but I was sidetracked. I had the most fantastic view of her arse while she was bending over, and well, you can imagine where my mind went.

"It's a stirrup, Edward. You put your foot in it." She deadpans, quirking a brow.

"This foot?" I eye my foot, then the place she wants me to put it. How on earth am I going to get my leg up there?

"Yes, Edward, your left foot." She rolls her eyes, impatiently.

Okay, let's try this.

But how am I supposed to do it when the thing I am trying to climb upon won't stand still?

I swear it just rolled its eyes at me. I raise my foot, tentatively and place it in the metal contraption. I have never felt so awkward, or uncoordinated. She will wipe the floor with me if I fall over. Oh, and if Jasper finds out... I shudder at the thought.

Bella is standing next to me, holding the beast's head. She is being very patient and encouraging, so far.

"Right, Edward. Place your left hand on the front of the saddle."

Saddle. That's the thing I am going to be sitting on, right? Ok, I can manage that.

"Now you need to spring yourself up and slide your leg over the saddle and sit down."

Spring? Spring? How am I supposed to do that? Ha, luckily I have long legs so with a haul and some awkward scrambling and flailing, I finally find myself seated. But once I am in place the evil thing moves. I clutch at the saddle awkwardly. The ground seems a long way down all of a sudden.

I'm really not sure about this. Luckily Bella is holding the horse's head tightly so it can't move very far. She had better not let go any time soon.

Bella takes my hand in hers. Well, she tries, but I am still clinging on to the front of the saddle for grim death.

"Breathe, Edward, breathe..."

I let out the breath I didn't realise I was still holding. I realise I am leaning forward in a somewhat drunken slump so I try to lean back a little. That's better.

How the hell does she do this? At least when I drive my car I know the steering and brakes will work. In this instance, I have no idea how to stop.

Bella meets my eye.

"Ready?"

Ok, I think I'm ready. I manage a nervous nod. I can do this.

Then Bella steps forward, relinquishes her grip on the horse's head and...

Oh bloody hell!

This is horrible. Truly awful. Far, far worse than the brief ride on a seaside donkey I had many years ago. The horse has a rolling gait; with each step I feel myself slumping forward, several times I have to force myself to sit back so I don't pitch over the animal's shoulder.

I cling on, tightly, like a limpet to a rock. I do not like this. I feel like wailing "I want to get off" like a small child on a fairground ride. But I don't. This means a lot to her and I won't let her down. So I suffer in silence while we slowly amble around the field.

The further we go, the more I finally begin to relax. By some small miracle I find my balance and start to feel more comfortable. Well, less likely to throw up anyway. I even relax my death grip on the saddle.

I, Edward Cullen, am being led around a field by a girl. I feel like a child, yet I feel almost proud. I have mastered this. What on earth was I worrying about again? I start to feel a little cocky. By the time we are on our second circuit, I let go of the saddle completely and with a little help from Bella, manage to pick up the reins. She lets go of the horse's head and walks alongside instead. There. Now I am doing this properly.

My mind starts to run away with me. Thoughts of Bella and I out together on horseback; me being able to share this part of her life that until now I have been reduced to being merely a spectator.

Of course things never go according to plan. A bird suddenly takes off from the hedgerow next to us, causing the horse to baulk and step suddenly to the left. Bella goes to grab the reins, but before she can intervene I lose my balance, pitching forward heavily, over the horse's shoulder and onto the ground with a resounding thump.

Damn that hurts. Suck it up Cullen, before she sees.

I pick myself up as quickly as possible, brushing the dirt off my clothes. I'm not hurt at all, possibly a bruise at the most, but my pride has just taken a bit of a battering.

I look over. Bella has caught the horse. She is standing there, holding him whilst trying desperately to keep the smirk off her face. I raise a brow as I stalk towards her.

"Something funny, Bella?"

She tries to hold it in but the giggles burst forth. I pretend to be annoyed at her. To be honest, her laughter is too infectious. I get my revenge with a tickling attack that soon results in me kissing her until we are both breathless.

"Did you want to try again?" She caresses my cheek. "You know they say when you have a fall the first thing you should do is get straight back on the horse."

Hmm, I could. I probably should, but right now I have a different kind of riding on my mind. I take her hand and gesture towards the stables.

"I'm sure you're right, Bella but I think that's enough for today, all the same."

I smirk at her, eyes smouldering, hoping she will pick up on the vibe here.

She kisses me, one more time, and we make our way back to the stable yard. It doesn't take long to untack the horse and put him back in his stable. Once everything is put away, Bella takes my hand with a knowing smile and pulls me into the nearby storeroom.

"Now, Mr. Cullen, I think it is time for your reward," she purrs as she slowly slides her hands under my shirt. Our lips meet. I know it is broad daylight; people are around and we could be disturbed at any moment. She really doesn't seem to care.

She pulls my shirt all the way off and explores my shoulders and chest with her lips. This makes all of my earlier humiliation worth it. Within moments I am aching with need for her. She nips along my jaw and down my neck as her hands slide into my jeans. Suddenly, she's touching me.

I can't remember her being this eager before, apart from that one time in the car. She has my cock in her hand, stroking firmly. I groan. If I don't stop her soon this will be over as soon as it has begun.

My hands reach for her clothes. I yank down her trousers and underwear, pin her to the wall and bury myself deep inside her. Shit, this feels so good. She's wrapped around me, sucking and biting on my neck; her mewling cries urging me on.

I thrust harder, causing her to scoot up the wall. We are frenzied, desperate in our need, driving on and on, relentless. I can feel my orgasm approaching already, so I try my hardest to hold back, even reliving the riding lesson in my head, but to no avail. I reach between us and start to stroke her; I need her to get there faster.

She cries out loudly, shuddering. I feel her pulse around me. She bites my shoulder hard and it sends me over the edge. I come, hard and fast, panting into her neck.

Holy hell that was intense!

I hold her while we try and calm our breathing before gently setting her upon her feet. We find and right our clothing then I pull her to me in a tight embrace, kissing her forehead.

Now that, my dear Bella, is what I call a riding lesson.

A/N

Aww poor Edward. Still, I think he got his reward in the end. Just in case you were wondering, this scene will be included in the main story from Bella's point of view.

Huge thanks as always to my pre reader annetteinoz and my beta team of JAustenlover and EMCxo. Couldn't do it without you.

Hope you enjoyed – let me know what you think.

HKP