Sorry guys that last chapter was kind of needed as a filler, because I figured we needed some kind of reaction. And now here's some amazing smut I've been planning for you. Kind of got part of the idea from The Submissive {if you haven't read it DO IT},

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I wanna be your music, your drum beat, you chorus, your melody, I wanna be your music, your piano, your lyrics, your heart and soul, I wanna be your music.

Play my like your music, your piano, your lyrics, be your heart and soul, I wanna be your music. - Alex Young

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BPOV

We sat in Edward's room, Edward at his piano softly tapping the keys while I stared out the windows. I couldn't help but smile as I thought about the last couple of days. Edward had finally changed me, and after his initial shock he had accepted it amazingly. After Alice's erratic phone call concerned about my well being I had wondered how the rest of the Cullens would react. Yet when we arrived home they were all smiles as they welcomed me into my new permanent family. Esme even sniffled a little as non existing tears silently fell.

I was now vaguely aware that I had all the time in the world I could ever want, and I was trying to figure out how I was going to fill it. Well the days mainly, I knew what my nights would consist of. My smile must have grown exponentially as Edward stopped the soft music to stare at me.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, his eyes ablaze with curiosity.

"Just thinking about how I'm going to fill all this new time," I began, and his forehead creased momentarily, "during the day though, my nights are already full," I finished before winking seductively at him.

Since the change I had this new found confidence. Not because I thought I was gorgeous now, but because Edward had been showing me just how much he desires me at every moment of the day. The look on his face wasn't showing me any different.

"Who says your days aren't full too," he asked in a husky voice, causing my unneeded breath to hitch in my throat. Oh the effects simple words from this man had on me.

"Play me a song Mr. Piano Man," I said softly as I walked towards him. He looked up at me through thick lashes, wondering what I was scheming, but happily obliged. I was behind him than, but his fingers never slowed although I knew his adrenaline must be rushing by now.

Slowly I traced a finger across the back of his neck, and I wished I could be standing in front of him at that moment to see his face. My fingers moved up through his hair, but he never stopped playing. He wasn't wearing a shirt still from the night before, but had on only a pair of dark blue jeans. Even from behind he was a vision of perfection and sex.

The tips of my fingers worked their way across his defining back muscles, and I heard him sigh. My hands found their way to his bare chest, and my mind went blank at the feel of him. Suddenly my seduction turned against me as Edward growled and spun around quickly. He grabbed me by the waist, before spinning back around and slamming me into his piano before crushing his mouth to mine.

I nearly forgot what I was doing, his lips on mine, our tongues dancing together. He shifted us slightly and the sound of keys brought me back to my mission.

"Don't break your piano," I teased with a coy smile, pushing back against me so my back was no longer against the instrument, "we're going to need it."

I wrapped my legs around him now, sitting back on his thighs as my hand reached between us, slowly unbuttoning his jeans, never breaking eye contact with him. Of course I could have just ripped the meek fabric from his luscious body, and I wanted to, but I was trying to be gentle…for now.

"Edward," I cooed, as he stared at me, eyes masked hanging on my every movement, "play for me."

His hands left my waist as he wrapped his arms around me, to reach the keys.

"Any special requests?" he asked huskily his face mere inches away from my neck.

"Write me something new," I demanded, his eyes flashed confusion for a second, but the flame in them never faltered.

"It doesn't work that way sweetie," he said, licking his bottom lips as his eyes were now fixed on my lips.

"Let me inspire you than."

His eyes grew wide as he began to decipher what I was saying. I tucked two fingers into his jeans, feeling his erection on the back of my fingers as I slowly began to rip the fabric from his skin. He moaned, his mouth slightly ajar now as he began hitting random keys, inspiring me to continue on.

"When you stop, I stop," I whispered into his ear, licking his earlobe before leaning back again.

He began hitting more keys, a melody beginning to form. The sound overflowed with impatience and desire, as I slowly began removing the tiny blue nightie that had been barely covering my skin. I gripped his erection in my hand and he let out a gasp, his fingers stumbled momentarily on the keys.

I positioned myself over him preparing to connect us when Edward closed his eyes, to keep from stumbling I presume, but I didn't like this one bit.

"No Edward, no baby, look at me." His eyes were alight with fire as I slowly lowered myself onto him as we both hissed. Edward may have missed a note or two than but I was too lost in my own feeling in that moment to notice.

"Let me be your muse," I whispered, as I slowly began to move on him.

"You already are," he said, his voice full of passion and lust.

My lips tingled for the feel of his, but I fought off the urge not wanting to stop the beautiful music that was now floating around us. He seemed to be moving at the same tempo as our bodies, as his eyes never left mine. I had never felt more connected to him in my entire life.

I leaned back slightly as Edward pushed forward, my back now back against the piano and now not only could I feel Edward in me, but I could feel the vibrations from the notes floating around us, his hands occasionally brushing against my back as his playing never faltered. I studied Edwards face than as he had a look of concentration and pleasure on his face.

The music reached a crescendo and I couldn't help but moan out Edwards name as our bodies meshed together in a symphony of sounds.

He groaned than, his hands moving away from the piano as he placed his hands on my hips. He lifted me up laying me on the lid of the piano. He began moving slowly into me, his thighs occasionally hitting a few keys. My feet came crashing down on the keys as began moving with more determination now.

He continued to hold my stare, and it took all of my strength to keep my eyes from rolling back into my head. He looked as if he were thinking deeply as he stared at me, licking his lips. I bit my bottom lip as he picked up my legs, wrapping them around his torso. The feeling was amazing, and I nearly lost it when Edwards hands left my body entirely as his hands moved back down to the keys as he continued to play.

I don't know how he kept his pace while he played, but I wasn't questioning him now. The vibrations ran down my spine as he began thrusting into me more quickly now. The friction hitting me in new places, as I felt my panting pick up.

"Bella," he finally spoke, his voice so deep and sexy I couldn't help my eyes this time as they rolled back into my head, "I need further inspiration, touch yourself."

I groaned at his request, but my hands listened obediently as my hands began to cup my breasts, rolling my nipples between my thumb and forefingers. I continued to stare into Edwards eyes and he groaned, forcing his eyes to remain open, his fingers a flurry on the keys below us. My hand slid slowly down my stomach, and my fingers brushed up against of Edwards cock as it moved in and out of me, causing me to gasp and moan simultaneously. Feeling him inside of me like that only caused my arousal to heighten as every nerve in my body became more sensitive taking in the feel of everything.

My fingers moved to my clit as I began to rub it slowly, occasionally let my fingers brush against Edward as he moved in and out of me.

"Oh god, Bella," he groaned as I felt my own climax hit me. He crashed forward into me than his head resting on my chest, as he gasped for breath as the music finally quieted. "that was amazing," he panted smiling up at me.

"You're a great composer," I complimented as I ran my fingers through his hair loving the feel of him on me.

"I had a great muse," he countered, raising his eyebrow at me seductively causing me to stifle a giggle.

We heard a rasp on the door, and froze, hoping whoever was on the other side had enough common sense not to just walk in, and we were relieved when Esme yelled through the door, "I don't know what inspired that, but that was amazing!"

We both began laughing than, and I knew this wouldn't be the last time I would inspire Edward to compose.

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Holy crow is it hot in here? Lol. Every since I heard the song quoted in the beginning by Alex Young this scene has been playing and replaying and perfecting and I just needed to find the perfect place to fit it in.