S.M. owns Edward, much to my envy and jealousy :p

I want to apologize for the longish wait on this one. I had some personal issues (read break-up) going on and I was pretty much moping around feeling sorry for myself whenever I had free time. :\ That's life. But now I am back and smutting it out again.

Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to Avery, who made me a certain deal that I will hold her to. ;)

Thank you to everyone who reviewed/favorited/subscribed. :) I appreciate it so much!

Enjoy!

BPOV

I slowly start coming down from my near-death by orgasm. You need to do this more. Inner bitch has that one right. I lazily smile as I feel the aftershocks tremble through my center. For some reason, this orgasm feels so much more amazing than anything I have ever felt before. I almost feel like Edward was actually here, making me cum. Yeah, right…I wish. It was probably just the magic of my new favorite toy. I'm naming it the Cullenator. You are incredibly cheesy after you cum. I choose to ignore the rapidly regrouping bitch portion of my mind for now. I know I should probably cover up, but I feel too tired after what had just happened. Then I remember that no one else is in the house anyway, so I close my eyes and relax. I replay several of my favorite snapshots of my fantasies in my head, still slowly stroking my folds.

"You need to cover yourself, Bella" I hear a velvety voice float over me.

"Hmm…? Not yet, Edward" I automatically slur out through my haze of sexual satisfaction.

Wait, his voice didn't sound as velvety as it usually does in my fantasies. I furrow my brow. It sounded almost severe. Like he was angry. Like he was not fantasy Edward but instead real Edward.

Wait.

What?

It can't be.

Can it?

No.

No!

Oh no.

How?

Why?

It's just my imagination.

It has to be.

I refuse to look.

I can't look.

But I'm naked.

Okay. Just a quick peek.

It's all in my crazy mind anyway. There's no way...

I quickly squint through one eye towards the general direction of my doorway.

FUCK.

"HOLY SHIT EDWARD WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

I scream this at him while my astounded gaze locks unwaveringly with his stormy emerald one, like a deer caught in headlights. I don't even think to sit up, or push my cami down. I just freeze where I am, leaning up on my right elbow with my legs still spread apart and my body on full display to him along with the vibrator I'd just knocked to the ground. My mind has completely shut down on me except for one thought. Edward just watched me cum while screaming his name. The horror of the situation finally hits me. This is the single most humiliating moment of my life. Of all the ways I imagined finally being naked in front of him, this is how it had to happen? He probably thinks I'm a disgusting little teenager.

I know my face looks completely terrified because that's exactly how I feel right now. I don't even know what to do or say to this sexy god, who is still just standing immobile at the foot of my bed and looking at me impassively. Somewhere in the clusterfuck that my mind is currently experiencing, a thought floats by that I should probably cover up my nakedness now. However, I am beyond the capabilities required to move, so I just sit there and stare at him. My traitorous brain apparently has the leisure to note that he is clenching his jaw in that insanely sexy way he has, but not the willingness to do anything useful like making my legs close.

He slowly starts moving towards me, his face completely blank, except for that tiny clench of his jaw. I note that he's still dressed in his black suit but his tie is gone and his shirt is unbuttoned at the top, leaving his neck and a light sprinkle of chest hair visible. He looks so damn fuckable right now, even though he's probably about to throw me out of his house. My jaw drops down right along with his sexy body, as he kneels down near the edge of my bed. His gorgeous face is just a foot away from my naked pussy, just like I had dreamed countless times. With slight horror, I feel myself getting extremely aroused again. His gaze flicks down to where I am suddenly dripping wet once more, and then he rapidly snaps his eyes shut.

"Bella, you should really stop this." He says harshly, turning his face towards mine. "You have no idea what you are doing."

Unexpected tears well into my eyes at his words. There, he said it. I was inadequate.

"You came into my room!" I choke out, trying not to sob. "I never asked you to come here and watch something that obviously disgusts you."

I frantically start looking around the bed for my underwear. Anything to keep me from looking at his face. Of all the things to fling away blindly, I had to choose my panties. I get up on my knees and reach over the heap of blankets on my other side, suddenly obsessed with finding my panties even though he was probably getting an eyeful of what the panties were supposed to hide in this position anyway. I freeze when I feel his cold, smooth fingers on my ankle. He grips it in his left hand, and I gasp at how large and strong his hands feel. A thrill shoots through my legs and up to my center. I moan involuntarily.

"Bella, please don't cry." He sounds like he's in pain. "What you want is impossible, you know that."

I turn back to him and wrap my arms around my knees, holding myself together.

"Edward I know I'm not pretty, or sexy. You don't have to make excuses. It's alright, just g…." I break down before I can finish my plea. Salty tears stream down from my eyes, the dam finally breaking under the sheer torrent of my misery. I try to pull my ankle out of his grip, unable to tolerate anymore the same touch I had craved only a few minutes before. He refuses to let go.

He pulls my leg straight up and knocks me back on the bed as he suddenly arises. How does he do that? One minute he's kneeling at my feet and the next he's standing up, without any motion in between? I look up at him dazed, not knowing what he is doing. He has my right ankle in his left hand, holding my leg up against his chest. Then he reaches over me - and I am momentarily distracted by his body being so close. Then I feel his other hand grab my left calf and suddenly I'm swung around until I'm sideways on the bed. With Edward standing right in front of me, holding up both of my legs against his chest. He pushes both of my feet down until my knees are bent against my chest, and my heels are resting against my ass. I blush furiously when as I realize that this position offers him an incredibly exposing view of my lady parts. I brave a look up at his face, and what I see puzzles me.

His jaw is clenched even harder, and his eyes are intently locked on my face. He looks like he is fighting some sort of internal battle with himself. That feeling of worthlessness comes upon me. He isn't even looking at my body when it's completely exposed and right in front of him. He doesn't want me. I feel another renegade tear spill out of my eye. He lets go of one of my legs and instantly wipes it away. I feel the coolness of his thumb against my cheek and close my eyes. I hear the rustle of his suit before I feel the cool, soft cloth against my legs, my stomach, my chest. I can feel his strong body pressing down on me as he leans over me until I can feel his cool breath on face. He smells incredible. I want to nuzzle into him and wrap my legs around his waist. However, I stay still, afraid that he will change his mind. He moves even closer between my thighs and presses himself on top of me, as if he can't get close enough. I feel his smooth, cool lips brush over my forehead for what feels like an eternity. He slowly starts planting soft kisses on my eyelids, my temple, and my jaw, before moving down to the corner of my mouth. He takes a detour and I moan when I feel his wet tongue barely brush my collarbone. I hear another desperate moan, and I don't know which one of us it came from. I am writhing around underneath him by now, trying to feel more of him without being obvious. I hear him breathing hard and muttering curses underneath his breath as he continues licking and kissing my neck. He sucks and licks his way back up and suddenly his touch is gone from my skin.

"You taste like heaven." He growls above me.

Suddenly, I feel his mouth crash down on mine. His lips are insistent and firm against my own, overwhelming my mouth. He licks my bottom lip, seeking entrance, and I acquiesce, because this is everything that I have ever wanted. His tongue is cool and skilled, as he dips into my mouth and out again. He continues a dance of seduction with my tongue, dipping, licking, and out again. I growl in frustration at his teasing and finally move my hands up into his hair, gripping it tightly with my fingers. It feels soft and lush in my hands, just as I imagined it would. He seems to like it because he groans out my name.

"Bella, uuhh…..baby…"

Taking this opportunity, I thrust my tongue into his mouth and pour everything I feel into that embrace of his tongue with mine. He pushes back and invades my mouth, and I realize how completely he dominates me in this. He ravishes my mouth completely, stealing my breath and overwhelming my senses with his essence. His delicious taste overwhelms my senses and I can't get enough of him. I know I am moaning and whimpering and making the most embarrassing sounds possible, but right now I couldn't care less. I don't realize I am thrusting my hips up at him until I feel his cloth-covered hardness against my naked entrance. I gasp. It is massive. I clench his head even tighter to me as I rub my wetness up and down against his manhood shamelessly, subconsciously trying to mark it as mine.

"Edward….oh my god…please..." I don't know what I'm begging for exactly, but I know I want whatever he will give me.

"Sweetheart, slow down ...yo-" He cuts off as I buck up and my entrance finds the head of his cock through his pants. He growls out a string of profanities, but can't seem to keep from pressing down into me. I suddenly grasp the actual size of him. There is no way that could fit inside of me. Not when it dwarfs my toy completely. I suddenly feel very nervous. My sudden stillness registers with him and he pulls back slightly, removing his hardness from the intimate position it occupied. He continues to kiss me, but softly now. I start to relax as I am lulled into a sensual haze again. Finally, when I start writhing underneath him again, he moves up and away from me.

"Edward." I whimper, still afraid to open my eyes, "I want you. Please, just this once?"

"Don't ever say that you are disgusting to me again, Bella. Ever." He warns. "You have no idea how much danger you are in from me right now."

I just nod my head, willing to agree to anything he said, if only he would touch me again.

"You are going to destroy me, aren't you?" I hear him mutter under his breath. I frown, feeling insulted at his strange words.

When I open my eyes, I feel slightly mollified at what I see and feel. His hands are shaking. And he is definitely looking at my naughty bits. In truth, I don't think he realizes that he's moved his hands from my ankles to my thighs underneath them, and he's slowly pushing them apart even further. His eyes are tempestuous green pools, taking in my naked treasure splayed before him so wantonly. His face looks hungry. Like he wants to ravish me and eat me up. The thought flashes through my mind and I stifle a moan.

"I want to devour you, to consume your every little moan. To do things to you that would shock you back to your senses, my sweet little lamb."

Instead of scaring me, his words inflame me more. A moan escaped my lips and I feel my wetness dripping onto my thighs. He groans and after a moment, abruptly falls down to his knees in front of me, still holding my thighs spread apart.

"God….so fucking wet….forgive me." I hear what sounds like prayers coming from his mouth as he finally looks at my offering intently.

His face is inches away from my dripping wet pussy. He leans forward and gently blows a cool breath over my wetness, making me shiver. I feel an overwhelming urge to hide my face or look away, but I want to finally see him doing this, more. His perfect lips fall apart as he breathes heavily. He takes a deep inhalation and groans out something about my "delicious scent". I can feel myself blushing. He suddenly looks up, straight into my wide eyes with his hooded ones, and closes the distance between us. He takes a long, slow lick of my pussy: from my entrance, where he pushes his tongue in as far as it will go, to my clit, where he ends with a long suck. His tongue is electric against my folds. It is wet and cool, and it drags along my dripping folds with the most sensual texture as he laps up my juices and hums his approval. I lose it. My inner pelvic muscles clench as I experience the most incredible orgasm in the history of the world. The previous one I had had today was nothing compared to this. My entire body starts shaking from that one lick, as I explode into a trembling heap. He continues lapping at me, using his tongue to spread my folds and lick up every drop of my wetness.

"Bella….angel….so fucking delicious….mmhmm…"

When he returns to my clit, I buck my hips, too sensitive to be able to handle his caress. He refuses to let me escape though, and captures it between his lips. He sucks it gently, alternately flicking it with his tongue until I'm thrumming with pleasure underneath him again. He takes both of my ankles and throws them over his shoulders, grabbing my hips in his large hands and pulling me ever closer to his mouth. He buries his mouth into my folds and ravishes my center with his skillful tongue. Licking faster, lapping at me over and over, sucking gently, and biting carefully. It's still not enough. I need all of him.

"Edward….OHHHH…please…..inside me…." I beg him breathlessly to take me.

He suddenly smirks and looks back up at my face.

"What do you need sweetheart? Weren't you satisfied with that plastic toy you put inside this sweet, tight little pussy?"

"No! I never put it in Edward. I only want you inside me! I *gasp* need *gasp* you *gasp* in *gasp* me!" He's flicking my clit mercilessly with his tongue.

"Are you begging me to make this mine?" He pushes his tongue into my entrance, spreading my walls apart with his invasion while he rubs my clit with his thumb.

"Yes! It's always been yours! Take me please, Edward!" I am shamelessly begging my guardian to take my virginity.

"Fucking right it's mine." He growls against my opening; then he kisses it passionately. Like he would kiss my mouth. A kiss of adoration. Of possession.

This was the single most erotic moment of my life. I feel ready to explode from the pure sensuality and arousal I am experiencing from his tongue ravishing me so completely. My wildest fantasies didn't even compare to this.

He wants to claim me as his, and I am desperate for his possession.

"KNOCK KNOCK! Why is your door locked bitch?"

HELL FUCKING NO.

Edward and I both freeze in this very compromising position of him rooted between my legs as the interfering maniac on the other side of the door continues to pound away.

Yummy smutty goodness.

I plan on making their actual home-run worth it, so I hope you guys enjoy the build - up.

[edit] Someone made a very good point, so let me clarify it a little for you guys. If Bella seems a little too desperate for Edward at this point, that is done intentionally. Don't worry, I plan on making him burn for her before it's over ;). Trust me, it won't be this easy for him. Bella has some growing up to do as well. I have many twists planned for you in my evil little head.

[re-edit] I'm working out the plot of this story, and I would like some input from my awesome readers on what they would or would not like to happen in the story. I've posted up a poll on my profile, so please go vote! I will take your wishes into consideration as I write. Also I decided to put my dead, unused twitter to good use, so find me at twitter . com/diamondheart420

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