Holy moly. I woke up this morning to an influx of reviews! Thank you so much to Tarbecca from adifferentforest for the fic recommendation. And thank you to all my new readers! This one is a bit shorter, but I thought I'd post it sooner than planned to thank you all. :)

Edward burned with want. His green eyes were dark black as he stared across the space that separated him and Bella, tortured by his own desire for her and the semblance of control he was fighting to keep. But it wasn't just his lust for Bella that he was struggling with, but rather his desire to have her, to keep her. He wanted more than just her body, he wanted her mind, her heart, everything that made her Bella – and he was terrified of the idea that should he give into her now, he might never get that chance again.

Of course Edward wanted her. But she would never know just how much.

If he were a better person, he would have zipped his jeans up right then and left the room. He was in over his head now and letting Bella drive him to the brink like this would only spell trouble for the both of them.

But he was also acutely aware that if he pushed her away now, she would never want to be around him again. She would think, mistakenly, that he didn't like her, that he wasn't attracted to her or some bullshit like that, and ride away on that high horse of hers, wearing her pride close like a cloak about her shoulders.

And if she pushed him away, how would Edward ever be able to help her?

All this flashed through his mind, as Bella stood there breathless just a few inches away from his grasp. All he needed to do was reach out for her and concede defeat. Before he could question himself, Edward leant forward and tugged her towards him, his hard cock shifting in his pants so that the hot tip of it was pressed against his stomach, just peeking over his jeans.

One hand reached up to tangle itself in Bella's long, dark hair as the other grasped her hip, pulling her right on top of him. "I do want you." Edward said in a low voice, his grey eyes searching her face and trying to get her to understand the dilemma he was in. "I want you more than I should. More than what's right."

Bella's breath rushed from her lungs as Edward pulled her close, a dull, throbbing ache pulsed between her thighs as Edward's stiff, hard cock brushed against her clit. Her lips went to the side of his neck to stifle her cries. This was supposed to be about him, Edward was paying her, and she needed to remember that.

She brought her head back up as her body twisted and moved over his stiffness, her back arched and with two hands she held onto Edward's head as she brought her breasts to his face, her nipples teasing his lips.

"Taste me," she begged.

It didn't take more than that for Edward to oblige.

He lowered his head to capture one nipple in his mouth, his tongue teasing the bud with gentle flicks before starting to suck on them. His thumb ached to stroke the heat between her legs, imagining the way the moans that fell from her mouth now would intensify as she bucked beneath him.

"You taste so good, Bella." Edward murmured, stifling his own groan as he felt her warm body brush against the tip of his throbbing cock. At his words, she leaned back harder into him and continued rocking in his lap. If she kept this up, it wouldn't be long before he came. He could feel the tension mounting up in him, his breaths getting ragged. "Bella." He managed.

Bella wanted nothing more than to remove the clothing barriers between them and climb on top of Edward and have him fill her, she knew it would feel so much better than this. But she refused to do such a thing here, even if it was with Edward. She wouldn't let someone that was paying her also have sex with her. As desperate as Bella was, she wasn't and would never prostitute herself.

"Do you like that?" She whispered again, her own breaths becoming somewhat ragged as Edward stimulated both her nipples and the grinding of his hardness pressed against her clit bringing her even closer to an impending orgasm.

She wanted to. She wanted to come with Edward but she wouldn't. She couldn't. Not here. Not like this.

Edward groaned and suddenly stiffened, having the hindsight to quickly pull Bella slightly off of him before he came in short spurts.

"Shit." He swore as the stickiness from his cum slid down his stomach but he could hardly have caught in his hand when his grip on Bella was what kept her from falling off. In all his years, this had never happened from just a lap dance before. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?" he turned his anxious eyes to Bella.

Bella was used to the affects her lap dances had on men. She'd kept count of the many men that had paid for her services and in the four months she'd been there so far, Edward was the one hundred and fifty fourth man she'd taken back here (not including the seven different women she'd danced for). He was also the sixty-second man she'd brought to orgasm.

The sight of Edward coming undone because of her turned her on like no one ever had before. She'd never come so close to reaching an orgasm of her own when dancing for someone like this.

She breathed hard and heavy, her cheeks were flushed and she quickly reached over to the side to grab a box of tissues and pulled a couple out before handing them to Edward, a small smirk on her lips as she did so.

"I'm fine… How are you?"

Well at least Edward got a happy ending?