AN: Thanks for all the great reviews! They made my week. I am dedicating this chapter to sleeptalker1 because I wouldn't have posted it otherwise. She convinced me to turn this into a fully-fledged fic so there will be plot. Scandalous I know, but that's the way the cookie crumbles. :)

Whenever I managed to fall asleep, even if it was in five-minute intervals, I always dreamed of the same thing. A girl standing, a girl leaning against a red truck, a girl smirking. The only weird thing about it was I could never really see her face. She was wearing a hoodie and aviators, but she was always smirking. She couldn't have been more than seventeen and I wasn't sure why the hell I was dreaming of her, but I just nailed it down to the fact that I was tied to a bed, naked, with an erection.

It was official. Isabella Swan was the devil. Wait no she's worse than the devil... if that is even possible. I shifted slightly and hissed as I rubbed against the sheets. Fuck! What had I done to deserve this? I paid my taxes, I was a law-abiding citizen, I gave to charity every year and I gave money to beggars on the street. So why did God hate me? Maybe I shouldn't have ignored the Jehovah witnesses when they came by my apartment the other week.

But seriously even God couldn't expect me to deal with those people, they were out of their minds and they lingered on your doorstep for way too long. It was plain awkward and that was when you were ignoring them!

I sighed and pulled at my arm causing the rope to dig into my wrist. How could someone just leave another human being, with a hard on no less, tied to the bed for the whole night. This was the kind of torture you get when the government are trying to get secrets out of you. It was inhumane. The muscles in my arms were sore from being in the same position for god knows how long.

I sighed and let my head fall back against the pillow. No matter what I tried it wouldn't go down. It was like it was holding some faint hope that she would come back and relieve me of this pressure.

Traitor. It was obvious where his loyalty lay.

God I must be more exhausted than I thought if I'm talking about my cock like it's a real, live person. No offence, buddy.

What to do? I really needed to take my mind off my annoyingly painful problem.

I had dinner with my parents on Thursday, not that it would be that interesting unless Emmett and Rose showed up, which would just end up with me being humiliated in every possible conceivable manner. So I'm definitely not looking forwards to that. Mum will probably take it on herself to find me a girlfriend, which would just happen to the daughter of some friend of hers. She'll probably already have her phone number and everything.

I grimaced and for once tonight it wasn't because of my cock. I was preoccupied by my thoughts that it took a minute for me to realize that she was standing at the bottom of the bed smirking at me. I jumped a fucking mile," Holy fuck! You can't just creep up on someone like that." I said annoyed. She smirked and walked around to the head of the bed." Do you want to be untied or what?" She taunted.

I grimaced more and kept my mouth shut. She climbed up onto the bed dressed in a floor lengthed, purple, silk dressing gown and untied my wrists. "There's a bathroom just outside this room to the left. Don't take too long breakfast is ready." And with that she left.

I rubbed my wrists and shook my head before carefully extracting myself from the sheets. I stretched and walked unsteadily to the bathroom.

It was a small room with a toilet, a sink, and a shower. Not too cramped, just enough space for everything one would want to try in a bathroom. I stepped into the shower and turned it up to the highest setting. Something told me I would be in here for a while.

I sighed and wrapped my hand around it gingerly. It was throbbing so damn hard- no pun intended. Fuck, fuckity fuck. That hurt more than the time I had to have apiece of glass pulled out of my arm at the hospital and included a decent amount of blood being spilled. I took a deep breath and gritted my teeth. I never thought that I would say this, but the quicker I get this over with happier I will be.

I set a fast pace whimpering and groaning. It felt like someone was pricking my cock with needles. The head was so swollen that I didn't dare even touch it. I quickened my pace as the burning in my stomach started to build up. Nearly there. I braced my hand against the shower wall as I rubbed the precum on the head. Holy Mary mother of all that is fuck.

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out and slammed my eyes shut. My breath was coming in pants as I moved my fist harder and quicker. A whimper escaped my mouth as I felt the heat spread through my body. So close, just a little further...

My fingers curled against the wall scraping at the tiles slightly as I came heavily. My body convulsed and I was practically sobbing through the pain as cum spurted out of me at an alarming rate. I gasped and moaned and whimpered as floods of pain shot through my body. I leaned my head on my outstretched arm and groaned. I had officially learnt my lesson.

There was no way in hell I would ever cum again without permission. That kind of pain was more than just excruciating, that was the kind of pain that made you think that there was nothing on God's green earth that would make you want to masturbate ever again and that is just not right. That's like saying I don't need my arm anymore. Everyone needs their arm it's a part of them and it would be utterly ridiculous if you didn't think you needed it anymore. Then again I wasn't even sure I could get it up again after that.

God, I'm exhausted. I slumped against the wall barely holding myself. Without all the tension in my body to keep me awake I could feel my eyelids dropping. I heard a small click come from behind me and forced my aching muscles to move. When I finally managed to turn I saw Bella standing in front of the shower door still wearing her silk dressing gown. I raised an eyebrow warily, god please don't let her torture me anymore.

She undid the cord and let the dressing down fall at her feet in a puddle leaving her naked in front of me. That I was not expecting. She smirked and opened the shower door before sauntering in till our chests were practically touching. I opened my mouth to tell her that I was way too exhausted to do a scene right now when she placed a finger over my lips," Shhhh...Let me take care of you."

She wound her hands around my neck and weaved them into my hair. Tugging my head down she crushed our mouths together in a heated kiss. Now I was thoroughly confused. Not only was my cock responding to the kiss, but wasn't kissing like a no no in BDSM? Someone really needs to tell me what the fuck was going on here. I pulled my mouth away from hers," What..." She tugged my head back causing me to groan and forget what I was about to ask. She nipped along my jaw tugging and pulling my hair causing my head to tilt to the left."There are no rules in what we are about to do so just go with it."

"What are we about to do?" I panted. She skimmed a fiery trail up my throat to my ear and I felt her mouth curve up into a smile," You're going to fuck me." Fuck! I wasn't sure if this was some sort of trick or challenge, but my mind just shrugged and told me not to look a gift horse in the mouth. I groaned and smashed my lips back against hers. I ran a hand through her long silky hair and wound my arm around her back crushing her body to mine.

As much as I liked her being in control I also loved the fact that I could touch her without reprimand. I spun us around pressing her up against the shower wall and tugged her hair to the right giving me room to move my kisses to her exposed throat. She moaned and ground herself against my now hardened cock. That woman was a miracle worker. One minute I'm thinking that I might never be able to get it up again and the next I'm as hard as a rock ready for some action.

I hitched her left leg around my hip and ground down onto her."Fuck, what are we doing?" I murmured against her neck. She growled and pulled my head back hard by my hair so that she was looking directly at me. Her eyes were on fire and her teeth were gritted," Edward? Shut the fuck up and fuck me already." She demanded. Yes ma'am, my cock saluted. I may have been sceptical, but I had learnt long ago to never look a gift horse in the mouth.

I crushed my mouth to hers and hitched her other leg around my waist making her wrap her legs around my waist. Even though I was on top- figuratively, seeing as we were standing up- and in the dominant position I still felt like she was the aggressor, she was leading and in control of this, I was just going along with her.

She moaned and gripped her hair tighter in her hands. I hissed as my scalp started burning, fuck I was going to go bold if she kept doing that all the time. I positioned myself at her entrance and looked up at her," Are you sure?" She raised her eyebrow at me mockingly," Edward, when I woman tells you to fuck her, you don't ask questions, you just do as your told. Got it?"

I nodded and thrust into her in one hard stroke. I closed my eyes and focused solely on sensation, and the sensations were brilliant. Her heat enveloped me, excruciatingly tight, so silky...so hot. It felt like she was on fire. I moaned into her shoulder enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around me. ." Did I tell you to stop?" She said through clenched teeth. I pulled out slowly and thrust back in starting a steady pace. She yanked my head back and bit down on my throat," Do I need to clarify what I want? I want you to fuck me...hard." She growled. I clenched my teeth together, if she wanted to play rough, then rough was what she would get.

I braced one of my hands against the wall by her head and slammed into her hard feeling the friction and electricity coarse through my body. She gasped and gripped my forearms tightly probably leaving marks. Not waiting to see if she was alright I increased my pace and felt the electricity double...triple…it was infinite, unrelenting pleasure, too much and yet not nearly enough. She responded instantly, moaning and arching her back so that her firm breasts pressed into my chest.

I thrust in faster, loving the feel of her muscles clenching around me and her nails scraping down my back leaving a burning, stinging sensation. Pain for pleasure. I could feel every inch of her skin pressed against my body and if it were even possible I got harder. I ran my hands up her stomach to her breasts loving the feel of the weight in my hands. She hissed as I palmed them roughly and I looked up to make sure she was alright. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed. Taking that as a good sign I bent my head to take one in my mouth. Who knew how many times I would be able to do this again.

I licked and sucked her breast and scraped my teeth over it lightly teasing her. She moaned and forced my head closer to her. I bit down gently then applied more pressure causing her to writhe and whimper above me."Oh god Edward, faster."

I groaned, my muscles protesting as I quickened my pace. After having lain in a not so comfortable position all night my muscles were sore and aching." Fuck Edward...I'm so close." Well thank god for that. My body was about five seconds away from giving in to pure exhaustion. Every bone in my body was burning and begging me to stop whatever the fuck Ii was doing. Except by this point I had no blood left in my brain so I wasn't even bothering to try and think straight.

I could feel the familiar tightening in my stomach as I neared the edge and I reached down and started rubbing her clit,"I need you to come for me." I growled through my teeth." Like right the fuck now." I felt myself stiffen inside as my orgasm overtook me. She gripped me in a vice hold as she followed after me.

I don't know how long I stood there gasping for air until she unwound her legs and stood up and switched off the shower." Breakfast is probably burnt now so we'll order something." She walked past me and out of the shower. My scrambled brain finally managed to get some sort of focus," What the fuck was that?" I asked still panting. She smirked at me looking as calm as if she just hadn't just been fucked up against the shower wall.

"You'll figure it out." Se winked and exited the bathroom. Okay...What the fuck is going on here?

AN: Lol are you all nice and confused? Good, that is what plot does to you. Tee-hee. No, I will not tell you what that the shower sex was all about, you will have to figure it out with Edward. There will be hints throughout you jut have to look for them. Review!