Hey, remember me? Yeah, I just graduated and a whole bunch of other fun stuff so I haven't been able to write.

So this story is probably going to take a somewhat different path, but I guess you all have to find out. (:

Anyways, must I remind you that this is rated M for a reason? LEMONS! SAUCY SAUCY.

Disclaimer: I own nothing Twilight. I just like to play with the characters.

Hope you like it! (:

Chapter 2: Just Lose It

~Bella's POV~

I was already bored with myself and it was only seven o'clock. Nothing sounded particularly appealing to me at the time. I thought about reading, but my attention span decided to give out a page after I started.

Chores were currently occupying my time. I folded clothes, both Charlie's and mine – underwear, sweaters, jeans, vests, jackets, shirts, etc. As you could have guessed, I wasn't very amused.

When I was done with that I decided it was time for a change of pace; the dishes.

I scrubbed the burnt lasagna from the tray, gagging every once in awhile. Old food isn't something I particularly love, and quite frankly, it makes me a little nauseous. I decided it would be best to let the tray soak, so I filled it up with hot soapy water.

I swung my body around to set the tray on the counter. The tray immediately slipped through my hands and onto the floor, spilling a load of hot soapy water onto the kitchen floor with a loud clang.

"Shit," I mumbled under my breath.

"You alright Bells?" My dad hollered from the front room, not bothering to turn his head from the current baseball game.

"Yeah, I'm still in one piece." I spoke too soon, though, as I walked over to grab a towel off the table, I slipped and plummeted to the hard tile floor, my backside soaking up the soapy puddle.

I rolled my eyes, so typical of myself. I stood carefully, trying not to slip and fall a second time. My whole back was doused in icky dishwater, bubbles stuck to my butt, popping and reforming. I was sure glad Edward wasn't present at this moment. I was embarrassed to be in my very presence.

"You still alive in there?" Charlie yelled.

"Yeah…" I said, unconvincingly.

After my little accident, I thought it was best to just hang out in my room where I couldn't do much damage.

I sat and browsed the internet, trying to find a way to make time go by faster.

It was finally 10:30 – only another hour and a half to go. I sat in my bed staring at the ceiling with my ipod on, humming to a familiar tunes. I glanced at the window every few minutes, hoping to see my vampire lover gazing back at me, pleading me to let him in.

I wondered what Edward told me earlier was true; does he want me? I couldn't fathom why a man such as himself would want such a plain girl like me. A pang of agony ripped through me as I wished I deserved him, I wanted to be worth his love.

I shook the thought from my head. Edward would murder me for having such thoughts. Haha, murder me.

My thoughts began to wander off into the distance as I imagined how our wedding night might be. Edward once told me he was worried he wasn't going to be what I thought he was in bed, and to not get my hopes up. For some reason, I had a gut feeling that he was completely wrong.

He was good at everything it seemed, so why not sex? He sure looked like a sex god, for Christ's sake…

I imagined his soft feathery kisses along my body, caressing every inch of my skin. His touch was like magic as he murmured exactly what he wanted to do to me in my ear.

Unknowingly, my hand moved down my stomach, my abdomen, and to my soaked center between my legs.

I pictured his long delicate fingers sliding in and out of my tender opening, teasing my clit with his thumb. I pressed myself into my hand, becoming overwhelmed with pleasure.

I suddenly heard my window creak open and then close, a dripping wet Edward appeared in the corner of my room. I immediately blushed, pulling the covers over my body and clutching them tightly in my sweaty palms.

"We were done early tonight, I had to fight them to leave but – " He stopped midway to my bed, his eyes turning twelve different shades of dark ember, before settling on an almost onyx tone. He closed his eyes, and took a prolonged breath through his nose, his nostrils flaring. For a second I thought he might stumble and fall; his legs were shaking violently.

When his eyes opened they were deep black pits as if he hasn't hunted in two weeks. A savage grin formed across his face as he took a slow, predatory step toward my bed.

"I-I… thought… you were coming… at midnight," I choked out. For a second I thought I was possibly off the hook, but I should have known better. Of course he knew what I had been doing! I blushed furiously at this thought.

He dismissed my blabbering, and instead made his way towards the bed, crouching at the side, looking into my eyes.

He swallowed painfully before taking another long breath, holding it in and letting it out leisurely.

"How wonderfulyou smell tonight. How delectable," He rasped, licking his lips.

My heartbeat felt irregular; I could hear it pounding inside of my chest, a thousand miles per hour. My breath was uneven and erratic, short spurts of air bubbling up my throat as I stared into Edward's lustful eyes.

"What have you been doing, my love?" He said, putting a strand of hair behind my ear, still kneeling next to my bed on the floor.

"I – I –" He flashed his teeth in a large, sinful grin, obviously amused by my blubbering.

He moved quickly, pulling himself on top of me in a fraction of a second. Our faces were now inches apart, his scent hypnotizing me as he exhaled his cool breath.

"Tell me, Bella, what have you been doing that has you smelling so delightful?" he said, beginning to kiss down my neck, taking a deep breath at my artery, letting out a pained groan. He lowered his body on mine in a bold move, and for the first time, through the thin sheet that covered me, I felt his wanton need.

Electricity shot out of my body as he pressed himself onto me. My whole body felt like it was on fire, my skin was burning with need.

He pulled himself away with a devious grin plastered on his face. His eyes roamed down my body as his cold hand settled on my neck, pressing his fingers softly on my pulse.

"Now Bella," He breathed, staring hungrily at my lips, "If you're not going to tell me what you've been doing, show me."

Did he just ask me to…? "Wha-… I…"

He quickly moved to the side of the room, to the shadows, in which I could barely see him.

"Bella…" He groaned with unease, stepping into the filtered moonlight.

I saw a different man in his eyes, perhaps the one he's kept so secret, so far from me. I was slightly frightened by his new persona, but mostly intrigued.

He grinned. "If I'm going to marry you, I thought it's appropriate that I had a right to know what you do in your…free time," He said in a low, raspy voice, pulling the covers from my body.

I could hardly breath by this point. Edward moved swiftly to the side of my bed once more, kneeling and caressing my cheek with his hand.

"Maybe I can help you get started," He said, kissing me passionately, parting my lips with his own and teasing my tongue with his. I let out a slight moan, encouraging him to deepen the kiss. He did so, lacing his fingers through the back of my hair, letting out a pained and control groan.

He didn't stop, though, it was like something broke inside of him, some kind of barrier. My whole body was buzzing, every atom under my skin vibrating, my blood boiling. I knew my reactions where only fueling Edward's lust. I knew we should be stopping, but I couldn't. I knew I should be scared, worried that he might lose control, but I didn't care.

His hand moved slowly down my shoulder without breaking the kiss, and down my arm. He laced his fingers with mine, beginning to ravish my neck with wet kisses, moving my hand down my abdomen.

He was now looking at my face, gauging my every reaction, but I was far from a coherent thought. I was floating.

I obliged as he lead our hands under my panties, to my drenched sex. He sighed as my fingers sunk into my wet folds, his hand resting ontop of mine, feeling my every movement.

I began to get lost in the sensation, my hips circling as he pressed my fingers into me with his.

He stopped for a fraction of a second, rustling with his other hand. I was beyond all rational thinking, hardly remember my whereabouts as I looked into his coal eyes.

Pleasure covered his features as he moaned, his breath ragged.

His other arm caught my attention; his pants were open, his fist tightly gripping his swollen cock.

I gasped and moaned, hardly able to keep still or quiet, causing him to pump faster.

He stopped suddenly, and was gone from my sight, freed from his touch. I felt empty, and completely alone and vulnerable.

"Sorry…" He mumbled with a sheepish grin, stepping out from the dark corner, his erection prominent.

"Please, carry on," He begged. I moved my hand back down to my aching center, teasing myself with my fingers.

He watched my hand move under my panties, his eyes heavy with lust. His hand began to move up and down his length once more.

He leaned against the wall and groaned, moving faster, still staring at every move I made.

"Don't stop," He demanded in a dark voice. I watched as his strokes became violent, his other hand clenched in a tight fist.

Heat filled my loins as pleasure took over. I bit my lip in a feeble attempt to keep quiet, watching Edward's head fall back as he growled, biting his lip. His legs began to give out as he fought for balance, leaning against the wall.

His knees buckled as his back slid against the wall, letting out a menacing growl. Liquid spewed from the tip of his cock as my own climax began to take me over.

I bucked my hips into my hand roughly as I said his name, moaning throughout my release, arching my back.

I was in complete tranquility, trying to get a rasp on reality until Edward threw a thick blanket over my body.

"Charlie," He whispered hoarsely, disappearing.

I heard a knock before the door opened.

"You alright in there Bells? I thought I heard someone," he said, peering into my room. My heart was pounding out of my chest as my face flushed.

"Yeah, Um… I was just sleeping. You woke me up," my voice cracked as I lied horribly. Charlie eyed me suspiciously, taking a quick look around the room.

"Alright," He groaned, "See you tomorrow."

"Night, Dad," I said as he closed the door. A few seconds later Edward was back at my side with a wide smile spread across his face.

"That was extremely close," He said, lying leisurely on the bed next to me.

I turned on my side to face him, "Did we really just…?"

"I believe so. Now please sleep, love. I've kept you up too long. We'll talk in the morning."

I curled up in my covers as Edward sat across the room, his last words ringing through my ears. He was angry. I knew it. We went too far.

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