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What if Edward Hadn't Said No – An Outtake from Chapter Ten

Remember way back in chapter ten when Bella was freaking about Jackass and went to Edward's for some mindblowing sex? Well in the story he shot her down...but...in this alternate outtake, he sure doesn't!

BPOV

Completely foregoing a polite knock, I banged on Edward's front door with my closed fist, hard. There was an immediate series of delighted yaps from Taylor, and I could hear Edward's muffled voice, sternly commanding her to sit. The deadbolt slid back and then there he stood, still dressed in his work clothes, although he'd undone the top few buttons of his dress shirt, and his hair was even more disheveled than it had been earlier. He looked tired, but his expression immediately morphed into one of surprise, and then delight.

"Bella?"

That was all I needed, all I wanted, in that very moment. Me, someone wanted me. Someone was happy to see me.

I didn't give him a chance to say anything else before I was in motion, launching myself against his hard body, everything I so desperately needed in the feeling of his arms around me.

I attacked his mouth like I was starving, wrapping my legs around his waist as his arms tightened around me, holding me securely against his hard body. He felt so good, and he tasted even better…like cinnamon against my tongue, hot in my mouth.

"Bella..." he mumbled in between kisses.

"Mmmm?" I'd be damned if I was going to stop kissing and humping him long enough to make conversation. Not when there buttons on his shirt that separated me from his silky-smooth skin and pants that needed removing. It wasn't easy, trying to undress him without removing my lips from his, but I wiggled one hand between us and started tugging on his expensive dress shirt.

"Baby...oh God..." he moaned as I ground myself against the erection that had hardened as soon as I'd jumped on him. He ran his hands over my thighs, wrapped around his waist, coming delightfully close to where my panty-covered heat was already thumping in time with my heart.

"No talking. Fuck me, Edward." I whispered it into his ear to hear him moan again, and I wasn't disappointed.

"Oh Jesus...Bella...what the hell brought this on?"

I leaned back a little and scowled at him. "Does it really matter?"

"Yeah, it kinda does, baby. I mean, I thought you weren't..."

I couldn't believe this…the one guy who'd made it clear how much he wanted me, and he was trying to cockblock me? Oh hell no. I unhitched my legs from around his hips, hanging onto his shoulders until my feet hit the floor, and then I got right in his face.

"Edward," I warned, gritting my teeth. "I am a goddamn grown woman. I think I know when I want to fuck, and right now I want to fuck. So stop trying to be noble, take me to bed, get between my legs, and make me come."

"Jesus," he breathed, his eyes going wide. "That dirty mouth of yours is pretty fucking hot, baby."

"Prove it," I taunted him.

His eyes narrowed. "Oh, I'll prove it all right…just remember that you asked for it." In one lightning-fast move, he reached out and grabbed my upper arm, then bent at the waist. My world flipped upside down in a split-second as he threw me over his shoulder, and then he was in motion, heading down the hallway towards his bedroom. I squealed and he slapped my ass.

"Afraid I wouldn't…come with you?" I teased him breathlessly.

"Oh, you'll be coming with me all right." He kicked the door shut behind us and crossed the room to his bed in two strides. "But only after you come first." With that, he unceremoniously dropped me on the bed and was on top of me before I could even push my hair out of my face.

His lips were hot and insistent against mine, and I could tell he was maybe even a little pissed off, but I didn't care. I wanted this, I needed this. I needed to come until I forgot my own name, until all the bullshit from earlier didn't matter anymore. I wanted to relive that one night Edward and I had spent together, I wanted to feel that good again.

Edward stretched out full-length on top of me, every delicious inch of him pressing me into the mattress, and then propped himself up on his elbows. A crooked grin spread slowly across his face. "Have I got your attention now, baby?"

I scowled up at him. "Considering I've been begging you to fuck me since I walked in the door, I'd say so."

"Oh, I'll fuck you if that's what you want…but not until you explain to me exactly what flipped the switch on this sex embargo you've had us under."

"Why do you care?" I grumbled, unwelcome thoughts about Jake threatening to kill my buzz. "You've been trying to get in my pants ever since you last left them, I didn't think it would be this hard to convince you."

His eyebrows shot up. "You figured I'd be a sure thing?"

"Edward," I pleaded, "I don't want to talk right now. I don't want to think. I don't want to feel anything but good."

The wicked look on his face softened immediately. "Baby…tell me what's wrong. I know you think you want me to just fuck it out of you, but I'm not okay with that. I care about you too much to just stick my dick in you like you were some random chick who doesn't matter. You matter."

I could feel tears starting to sting my eyes at his words. I hadn't expected this, and I wasn't prepared for it. I'd been anticipating that he'd be deep inside me by this point, erasing my every thought and replacing it with pure pleasure. I hadn't been ready for him to care. "I had a really bad day."

"I gathered that." He leaned down and kissed away the one traitorous tear that had managed to slip down my face. "Now tell me why. I don't like to see you hurting, Bella."

"My ex…Jake…he called me and…I guess he's marrying the chick he was cheating on me with. We were together five years, and then he throws me out and marries the next girl that comes along."

An inscrutable look flickered across Edward's face. "You're upset that he's getting married?"

"No, it's…" With that, the dam finally broke, and the entire story spilled out of me: the sale of the condo, the check Jake wanted to send me, the feeling of being so neatly replaced by someone because I wasn't good enough. By the time my explanations had been replaced by hiccups and hot angry tears, Edward had already rolled off of me and was sitting with his back against the headboard and me snuggled in his arms.

"Jesus, baby…" he sighed, before kissing the top of my head. "You needed a friend, not a fuck."

"I'm sorry," I whispered into his neck. "I just kinda went off the deep end, I guess."

"I'd say. I just hope that's not your immediate reaction with the first guy you come across on a bad day."

"Of course not," I scoffed, guilt wiggling a little in my stomach when I remembered that I'd tried to call Carlisle first.

"Plus, Bella…I hope you think of me as a friend too. I mean, aside from the way we met and the fact that I want to be more than just friends…I'm here for you if you need me."

I let out a long shuddering sigh. "That means a lot to me, Edward. I'm sorry that I attacked you, that I was just going to use you to make me feel better."

He snorted. "You're apologizing for wanting me to make you feel better? Don't give me that much credit."

"What do you mean?"

His fingers under my chin tilted my head back until I could meet his piercing emerald gaze. "I can still make you feel better, baby. I'm not going to fuck you, but I'd love to kiss every inch of your body and then make love to you. But only if you really want me to. I want you to know exactly who you're with, and why. Not someone to make you forget, but someone to make you feel oh-so good."

I licked my lips as my heartbeat sped up at his words. There were so many reasons why I should say no, why I should stick to the sex embargo, as he called it. But there was no doubting the heavy lust in his words and the reaction of my body to his. I did want him to make me feel oh-so good.

"Say the words, Bella," he murmured, his fingers already beginning to stroke my body, goosebumps following the movement of his skin against mine. "Just tell me what you want."

I whimpered softly. "I want you."

And that was all I had to say.

Edward shifted immediately, gently moving me off his lap until I was lying back on his bed, against the pillows. "God, you look so beautiful," he groaned, his stroking fingers now moving to my neck and shoulders. "I should have appreciated this more the first time…realized what I had right in front of me." He played for a moment with the strap of my sundress before dipping his head down and letting his scorching lips follow the path his fingers had already taken.

I shut my eyes and gasped; as always, Edward's touch was like touching a match to gunpowder. I couldn't resist it even if I'd wanted to.

His lips nibbled along my collarbone until they reached the little strap of my dress, pausing only long enough to take it in his teeth and tug it down over my shoulder, then repeating the action on the other side. I brought my hands up unconsciously and wove my fingers into his tousled bronze hair, reveling in his soft appreciative moans and the heat of his breath on my skin, wet where his tongue had traced over it. His hands moved to my waist as he kissed over my breasts, unhurried, slowly nudging the bodice down while his lips sought out the parts of me it covered.

The sundress Alice had picked out for me had a convenient built-in bra, so when Edward had maneuvered it far down enough, I felt the cool air hit my breasts and my nipples tightened immediately. I heard him hiss before he slowly tugged the dress down further, and I lifted my hips slightly, allowing him to slide it down my legs, leaving me only in a pair of black lace boyshort panties.

He tossed the dress to the side and then his hands were back on my hips again as he kneeled between my legs, his perfect hot lips now raining kisses over my exposed stomach and ribs. Despite the fact that this was only the second time he'd had me in this way, touching and kissing and exploring all the sensitive parts of me, it felt so good, so familiar, and so right.

His fingers slipped under the sides of my panties, resting there against my hipbones. His lips returned to my breasts and he dragged his tongue over a nipple before pulling it into his mouth, just barely nipping at it even as he sucked more fiercely. The rush of sensation wrenched an involuntary gasp from me, and my hands fisted in his hair. I started moving underneath him then, an unconscious undulation of my body against the weight of his.

Edward circled my nipple one final time before releasing it, and at the same time, I felt his hands on my hips move, pulling my panties along with them. I opened my eyes and looked down to meet his hot gaze, and he froze for a moment. I knew he was making sure that crossing this last final boundary was okay, and my voice was ragged as I found the presence of mind to whisper one word: "Please…"

That was all it took, and Edward turned his attention to my other breast as his hands, under the lace and firm against my skin, slid the panties down. He reluctantly moved away to sit back and carefully pull the boyshorts over my ankles, then toss them in the same direction my dress had gone. I was completely naked then, and he took a moment to drag his eyes over every inch of me, from my tangled hair to the tips of my toes. The raw desire on his face erased any self-consciousness I may have felt at that moment.

"Every inch…every gorgeous inch of you, Bella," he muttered, just before leaning back down again, his lips landing this time on my inner thigh, just above my knee. It was then that I realized exactly what he planned to do to me, something that I'd never particularly enjoyed in the past, with Jake's utter ineptitude. Now, though, the thought of Edward going down on me only made me want it more than anything else in the world.

There was absolutely no hesitation on his part as he kissed his way up my thigh, gently pushing my legs apart, planting little nips and licks on my skin as he went. My fists clenched again, this time in the sheets, as I felt his hot breath against me there…but then there was no time to think, as he hummed lowly, almost a purr, when his tongue swiped against my clit…once, twice, and then lower, parting my lips.

"Ahhhhh…" was the only thing I was capable of articulating as Edward's lips, tongue, teeth, and fingers began a leisurely exploration, leaving me panting and moaning above him. There was no awkward fumbling or wasted action, every movement Edward made over and inside of me was very deliberate and purposeful, pushing me further and further towards bliss.

Lost on waves of exquisite pleasure, I wasn't quite sure when I realized I was going to come. It started as a more concentrated burn in my abdomen, tense and quivering, connected directly to where Edward's tongue was flicking rapidly over my clit, and to where his fingers were stroking firmly in and out of me. The burn intensified into a sharper sensation, and by the time I realized that I was going to come, I was already there.

It was like the first long drop on a roller coaster, having been pushed over the top, the reaction of my body roared over me. I had no control, he was completely in control of my climax, and I was plunging headlong into it, going completely rigid before I exploded into a million pieces, caught between pulses of utter bliss and the sweetest, most drawn-out ache imaginable.

I could hear my own voice crying out as the flash-fire burned over my entire body, exploding more intensely as Edward redoubled his efforts on me. It was too much, it was perfect, it was exactly what I needed right then and there. My eyes clenched shut with the last dancing ripples of pleasure, I felt him kissing his way back up my body, and I knew that this was only just the beginning.

EPOV

Everything was happening so quickly, I barely had time to realize what the hell was going on before she was naked and writhing amongst my sheets. One moment I was watching the game and hanging out with my dog and the next, Bella is begging me to fuck her.

I could never deny her something I had wanted since the moment I'd woken up alone in my bed all those months ago.

Guilt was tugging at my insides, making me wonder if this would be classified as taking advantage of her in a vulnerable state. But when she reminded me that she was a goddamn grown woman, it was all the confirmation I needed. The sexual tension was consistently palpable between us, and despite what had triggered the submission to our need, it was happening now.

It was only us in this room, sweat rolling along heated skin and tongues exploring aching bodies. Not the drama with her ex or the unworthiness she felt because of him. It was only us, and if I had it my way, that girl would never feel unworthy another fucking day in her life.

I was intoxicated by her glory from the second I slid her sundress down her sleek little body. Every inch of my skin tingled and my mind was rampant with the different ways I wanted to fuck her, to taste her, to make her cum until she collapsed in my arms. Everything inside of me demanded that I be a sex god for her.

But ultimately, I knew she just wanted me to be myself.

So that was what I would be for her.

All I wanted was to feel her body, to listen to her sounds, and to make her realize that she was giving her body to me, not some horny bastard just looking for a lay. She was with me…and I was only ever with her.

With shaking, eager fingers, I made my way down her body until I was tasting the very essence of this woman, the woman who had captivated me and befuddled me in the same token. I'd dreamed of what it would be like to bury my tongue in her wet flesh, to take her flavor into my mouth and know her so intimately, just like I truly desired. At first I was a little nervous. I sure as hell didn't go down on the tricks I usually pursued; that kind of an act was just too intimate for me.

But with Bella…it just felt right.

As she reached her climax, all I could do was moan as she thrashed against my mouth and fingers. Knowing I had made her lose control like that was overwhelming. I knew I was good in bed, that was obviously no secret, but there was something almost spiritual about watching Bella tremble uncontrollably from my ministrations. As she whispered my name repeatedly and I slid my lips languidly up her body, I knew that this would be more than just sex. For the first time in my life, this was more.

I rested my forearms on either side of her and groaned quietly as my body slid up hers, her soft belly grazing along mine until every inch of us was firmly pressed together. I took a moment to look down into her deep eyes, endless and slightly wild as she panted her sweet breath into my mouth. I smiled at her then, moving one strand of hair that was stuck to her damp forehead. "And here I thought you looked stunning in the moonlight." I let out a low whistle, trying to mask the shakiness of my voice. The sun was setting leisurely, the last few rays casting shadows across her face and I swear to Christ, I had never seen anything more fucking beautiful in my entire life.

She laughed breathlessly, sliding her hands around my waist beneath my unbuttoned shirt. "That's awful sweet, Edward, but how are you supposed to fuck me with all these clothes on?"

I could almost feel my eyes darken as she dragged her nails up my torso until she was pushing my shirt down my arms slowly, her hungry gaze never leaving mine the entire time. Once my shirt was off I leaned back on my haunches, running my hands up and down her calves as I smirked at her. "You want 'em off, then take 'em off," I demanded, watching her closely as she rose from the mattress and knelt before me.

I moaned deeply as my eyes involuntarily closed, the sensation of her pert nipples dragging along my skin. She fumbled with my belt, trying to rid me of it faster than her hands would allow. "I don't want you wearing belts around me anymore, Edward," she grumbled.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Okay, Bella."

My laughter turned into a gasp as her hot little hand reached inside my pants to grip my cock tightly in her fist. "Fuck," I groaned, letting my forehead fall against hers as she gave me several hard pumps.

"I missed this," she whispered, licking her lips as she spoke a whisper away from my own.

"What did you miss, baby?" I needed to hear dirty words sliding off of that sweet little tongue.

She lost her breath as she froze, her eyes meeting mine as her hand stilled in my pants. She let me go, causing me to groan painfully at the sudden loss of contact. Her mouth collided so violently with mine that it almost hurt, and as our tongues wrestled frantically for dominance, her fingers desperately twisted and pulled at my pants. "You really want to know what I've missed?" she panted, pulling my boxers down until they were pooled around my thighs with my pants.

I pulled her hard against me once my cock was sandwiched between us, the added friction of our writhing bodies nearly sending me to climax right then and there. Without warning my hands hooked behind her knees, letting her fall backwards onto the bed with me not far behind. "Tell me," I growled, sliding my teeth along the column of her neck before biting down on her chin.

She whimpered as I clumsily kicked the rest of my clothing off of my body, all the while attempting to focus on the wicked gleam in her eyes as she began to speak. "I missed your cock," she whispered salaciously, arching her back until our entire bodies were pressed tightly together.

My cock was hot against the expanse of skin beneath her belly button, and there was nothing more that I wanted than to be buried deep inside of her without our necessary latex barrier. "You want my cock baby?" I whispered breathlessly against her ear, blindly searching my night stand for the key to my salvation.

"I want it," she begged, reaching between us until I was held firmly in her grasp. I thrust my hips into her hot little hand as I finally found that goddamn condom.

I covered her hand with mine, letting us stroke up and down together until it was becoming more than I could take. I painstakingly separated myself from her, kneeling between her legs as I fought with the foil wrapper in my hand. "What else do you want, Bella?" I murmured, trying to find the patience to open the fucking condom and get inside her.

She sat up quickly, sliding her hand up my thigh and between my legs until she was softly dragging her nails across my balls. I nearly fucking died, of shock or pleasure, I couldn't be sure. "Oh fuck, Bella," I groaned, finally managing to slide the latex up my painfully engorged cock.

"I want you on top of me," she purred. "I love the way it feels to have your full weight on my body. And then I want you to flip me over and take me from behind…hard. I don't care after that, Edward, I just want to be able to look into your eyes when I cum."

And that was all it took.

With a feral growl I was on top of her, pushing her legs wide and high until I was fully buried inside of her with one sharp thrust. Her eyes widened as she gripped the back of my neck with both hands, a desperate cry falling from her lips as I moved rapidly in and out of her.

I wanted to go slow. I wanted to move in and out of her with a slow precision, feeling every centimeter of heated flesh against heated flesh. But there was no choice for me anymore. I couldn't stop, she was the only thing that existed and in that moment, I just couldn't get enough.

"Oh God, Edward," she whimpered, pulling herself tighter to my chest. "Fuck…"

I slid my hands beneath her shoulder blades, watching her with hooded eyes as we moved passionately together, our pace slowing infinitesimally. "How do you make me feel like this?" I whispered beneath my breath, kissing her gently while I gyrated my hips firmly against hers.

I closed my eyes as she ran her heated palm along my cheek, reaching up to take my bottom lip in between hers. Maybe that was the only response she could give me in that moment, but regardless of who else she was seeing, or my aversion to the manogomies, there was no denying the fucking magic that was taking place within these four walls.

We were quiet for awhile, just listening to our desperate sounds, our heavy breathing and the sound of our bodies becoming one. Eventually, with every second that passed, our need became unbearable. Our sweet, gentle pace had now been overtaken with a blinding desire for more.

I pulled out of her slowly, torturing her as well as myself in the process. She pouted up at me and I bit my lip at the sight, wishing this moment would never fucking end - considering I had no idea if this would be the last time I touched her like this, or only the first of many others.

I had to make it count.

Sliding my palms slowly along her sticky body, I grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over, urging her to kneel just a bit so her ass would pop at the perfect position. I cradled the sweet arch of her hips, letting my dick slide smoothly along her curves until I could no longer control myself.

I spread her gently, guiding my cock slowly into her burning hot pussy, hitting a whole new level from this position. But of us hissed in an overwhelming pleasure, our bodies freezing as we adjusted to this new sensation. "Are you okay, baby?" I murmured breathlessly, sliding my hands up and down the curve of her spine soothingly.

"So good," she whispered, pushing her forehead against the pillow beneath her. "More, please…"

I hungrily complied, watching in awe as I disappeared inside her body and slowly reemerged once more. It was hypnotizing, correlating the movements of our body with the sounds of our pleasure, and the slow burning ache it sent swirling throughout every inch of me.

I had never felt like this before.

I held her by the hips and quickened my thrusts, groaning deeply at the sound of our skin slapping together in the otherwise quiet room. Everything in my body was tightening and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. Luckily, I knew she was close too.

"Bella," I grunted, splaying my fingers across her lower back as I continued to drive into her. "Baby, tell me…"

She blindly reached behind me and grabbed my hand, sliding it beneath her body until my fingers were stroking her swollen clit in tandem with my swiveling hips. "I'm so fucking close," she cried into the pillow, pushing back against me as my fingers circled wildly against her wet flesh.

When I knew we were both so desperately close to the edge, I turned her over before entering her just as quickly. I pushed my thumb against her clit and let out several sharp breaths as I felt my orgasm approach. "It's too good," she begged me, her fingers clawing their way down my back as our bodies trembled together. "It's too fucking good…"

"Look at me," I demanded, feeling everything start to unravel as my eyes burned into hers. "Look at me while you cum."

"Fuck!" she moaned, pressing her forehead tightly to mine before falling back, watching me with a fiery intensity until the whole world felt like it was crumbling down around us.

Everything was a blur. Her loud, passionate cries were distant and muffled. My body felt as if it were floating above my bed as I released inside of her. I could feel nothing but a resounding, breathtaking numbness. I couldn't stop moaning her name…

We laid in a panting, sweaty heap for what could have been minutes our hours. I held her as tight as my exhausted arms would let me, kissed her forehead and listened to her tired sighs as she pushed tighter against me. I couldn't form a single word, let alone a sentence, so instead we just existed together, coming down from a high more powerful than I had ever experienced before.

"Edward?" she mumbled, heavily lifting her head until she was smiling at me with lidded eyes.

I sighed, running my hand down my face before looking down at her with a satisfied, crooked smile. "Yeah, baby?"

"We might have to do that again."

I chuckled, letting my fingers dance along her soft, pale skin. "Bella, we've got all night."

Tomorrow, everything could change. Or maybe it would go back to the pain in the ass sex embargo. Either way, it didn't change one very true, magnificent fact.

Tonight was ours.

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A/N:

Playboyward: And they humped happily ever after!

Kate, snuggling Dr. McYummy: I thought we voted Bella off the island, err, out of the bed?

Brits: Yeah, I didn't like that story, besides the repeated mention of your manaconda, of course. But seriously, you boys don't need Bella when you've got us sexy bitches in your bed!

Kate: I agree with mah twin, Bella is an indecisive hoor who is stringing you both along. I think between the two of us, we can handle all your needs. DAMMIT, TWIN, STOP HOGGING THE COVERS!

Brits tugs harder I'm just trying to get a glimpse of Dr. FuckMeNow's goods! You always hog him when I want to have a turn! pouts

Kate: Geeeeez, you'd think I don't share or something...fine, let's play musical chairs, err, doctors in the bed. Scrambling and flailing limbs ensue

Brits: Ok, stop, STOP! grabs ahold tightly of both fuckhawt docs Twin the time has come...get in your last few gropes, because we need to do our good deed of the year...

Kate gropes and both doctors let out moans heard from outer-space

Brits turns to readers: You see, this outtake was originally part of the Fandom for Preemies compilation, but you can still contribute to that wonderful cause by heading over to MarchofDimes(DOT)com. Each of you that do get a turn in the sack with our boys! Now if you would all please make two single file lines, Kate will take it from here.

Kate, sulkily: True enough, I'll stop being a selfish hoor…okay, line Playboyward to the left, McYummy hangs, errr, forms to the right!

Brits: Have fun, ladies! And remember, no glove, no love! Oh, and thanks for donating to a great cause!