Edward felt his breath leave him as Bella slowly took off her top for him. He could see the pink buds of her breasts through the scandalously transparent material of her bra, which really left nothing to the imagination and found the urge in him rise up to touch her… to taste her… to rub his stubble against them like before if only to temporarily mark her as his.

"That's a dangerous suggestion, sweetheart." Edward murmured as his thumbs stroked the soft curve of her hips. His eyes had darkened with want as he gazed back at Bella's face. She had no idea how long he'd been wanting to touch her for the past four months… how long he'd ached to hold him in his arms, to crush her to him, to take her fast and hard against a wall and then again sweetly and slowly in his bed. She didn't know that it was Edward's constant attempts to anger her, to push her away, which kept him from pulling her to him and never letting go.

"Little girls that play with fire get their fingers burnt."

But that didn't stop Edward's thumbs from halting the slow circles he was tracing over her skin.

"You'd know all about getting your fingers burnt then, wouldn't you," Bella said, referring to Edward's job as a fire fighter. She moved away from Edward, standing up again to dance in front of him, moving and swaying her body in time to the sultry beat, running her fingers through her hair and over her body. She played with her breasts for a few seconds before moving lower, across her stomach and to the little fastener of her skirt which, in moments, was undone and also falling to the floor.

This left Bella in the completely see through, sheer panties of her white g-string, along with the white knee high socks and he black, patent leather shoes.

She turned around to expose her back side and bent down touching the floor before straightening again. She peered over her shoulder to glance at Edward who was staring at her legs, a sight that made the smile on her face grow.

Edward caught her eye and shook his head to clear it. "Come here." His voice was husky as he invited her back to his lap.

Bella dropped her hands away from the material of her underwear where she had been toying with and walked back a step so that she was once again between Edward's legs, except this time she wasn't facing him. She lowered herself into his lap, her hands placing themselves on his thighs to keep her supported. From there, she began to move her hips, rotating, gyrating against Edward's hardening member that Bella could feel on the cheeks of her ass.

"Tell me what you like," she breathed, her hands reaching up to entwine themselves around Edward's head, her fingers pulling gently at his hair, and her neck arching so that she could whisper in his ear.

Edward didn't trust himself to speak. Instead, he breathed in the scent of her hair – citrusy like her perfume that brought to mind the summer time. With every brush of Bella's body, Edward felt himself grow, the full extent of his arousal evident from the hardening bulge in his pants.

"Bella." He hissed as those hands of hers reached up to tug his hair down, her lips grazing his ear and the way she caressed his name going straight to his groin.

"Do you want me?" She asked, purring and feeling so desperate to hear him tell her yes. She didn't know what she'd do if Edward told her out loud that he wanted her, the fact that she was rubbing herself against his hardened cock should have been evidence enough to her that he did in fact want her.

Hearing Edward say it, she could pretend for thirty minutes that he wanted more. Which was why, when he groaned, a lust filled moan, Bella brought Edward's hands to her hips for him to hold onto. A way for him to guide her on top of her, for her to know at exactly what speed to go to bring him to the brink. God, how she wanted to get him there.

Edward groaned softly, slipping one of his hands under her to cup her breasts while the other was guided to her hips, encouraging him if you will, to take free reign of her. He arched his hips instinctively as she continued to rub over his hard crotch… oh God… if she kept this up he might just…

He clenched his jaw, his grip on her hips tightening. "Bella. Please." He managed, his expression one of a man exquisitely torn between lust and reason.

Bella's breath hitched in her throat as his hand went upward to cup her breast. Yes! Her eyes clenched shut as she felt her nipples pucker quickly under his fingers. A small moan of pleasure left her lips.

But she needed more. More friction. She stood back up with the pretense of teasing Edward, loving the groan of displeasure Edward emitted when she left his body. They still had fifteen minutes of time left together and it would be all over if he came there and then.

"Please what, Edward?" She asked her voice low and sultry but her eyes filled with triumphant mischief. He might not have said it, in fact he'd ignored her question altogether, but Bella could see it in the way his hungry eyes took her naked body in. He wanted her.

She stepped closer; Edward could lean forward, wrap his arms around her body and pull her to him if he wanted to. The idea thrilled her a little bit. "Do you want me?" She asked again. "If you want me then, maybe you should take me…"

Another cliffhanger... See you tomorrow!