AN: Hoooneeyy, I'm home! Yep, that's right. I'm back. Wow, It's been a while. Sorry about that... Parents have been going through a divorce and it's been a bit hectic. I actually clean forgot about this. But then I found it, couldn't remember the story, read it, and was like 'omg! I have to finish that!' so here I am. Let's see what I can do...

Scenario 1 Continued.

Now that her mind wasn't focused on figuring out how the garment worked, it was now left to linger on the fact that Edward would be returning. Soon. She brought her hand to her stomach, as if expecting to feel the butterflies being born there.

She looked at her watch; 5 minutes.

She slinked her way over to Edward's massive collection of CDs and the top of the range stereo system. Alice had already put in a CD, so Bella tentatively pressed the play button. The sound filled the room, sending goose bumps up her arms. It was slow, seductive, sexy and passionate. It was perfect.

She felt the nerves ebb away from her stomach, replaced by something which hadn't been evoked before. And it wasn't something she could explain. She felt... almost hungry, but not for food. It was an excitement, a lust, an anticipation. She felt her hips beginning to sway, as though they created the beats. Her hands trailed up her body, first over her flat stomach, to the generous curve of her breasts and then to twist artfully through her hair. She rolled her body, the music rippling through her.

She bent from the waist, her back flexing as her hair swept the floor, and then rose sensuously with her rear still extended provocatively. Firm hands caught her arms from behind and she felt his breath on her neck, she'd gotten carried away.

"Bella," he breathed, grazing her ear with his lips.

"How long have you been here?" She didn't sound ashamed; rather embellished with quiet confidence and dripping with luscious undertones.

"Far too long, yet not long enough; I could have stood there watching you forever, but my control waned. I had to touch you, my Bella." His soft voice, smooth as oozing honey, dripped down her spine to fall between her thighs, melting her core.

She moved back against him, pressing her curves into the indentations of his body, feeling the perfect fit of her soft form against his marble. A cool breath washed over her neck as he exhaled at the feeling. He brought his mouth to her neck, beautiful and fragile, which he could so easily blemish. He trailed his lips over the milky white surface, inhaling her scent like a drug.

Her head tilted backwards, eyes heavy lidded and lips parted slightly. The honey was running faster, forming a small pool of warmth and the base of her stomach. She reached behind her, placing her hands on either sides of his hips, and then slowly pressing back on them. She felt his lips widen and his teeth graze her skin lightly. "Bella," the undertone of uncertainty remained, but there was something new there, something she hadn't heard before.

"Edward," she breathed, "take me."

With that, her feet left the floor and she was surrounded by a cold embrace. The soft mattress behind her let her know where she was and she opened her eyes, drinking in her vampire.

He kneeled before her, wearing black pants and white collared shirt which hung open, framing his chiselled chest. Her eyes came to rest on the protrusion from his crotch, saliva gathering quickly in her mouth.

She sat up, caressing the sides of his body as she inhaled the scent of his lower abdomen, the sparse hair tickling her nose slightly. She lowered her administrations to hover over the fabric containing him, sensing the hardness behind the constraints. She let her lips graze the material lightly, looking up at him with heat filled eyes as her tongue flicked out to tease across the surface.

His face couldn't be described, he was beautiful, yet terrifying. She had never seen so much want or need in someone's eyes, his mouth hanging as he stared at her. She felt him throb beneath her lips, and she quirked them into a small smile.

She pushed him gently, not that she needed to be, but he knew what she wanted. Lay himself back on the bed and she crawled on to him, taking time to savour the sensation of his body beneath hers. She teased the material with her mouth again, moving administering some slightly more confident strokes with her hands. He bucked against her minutely, but she saw it. Her hands began to work on his belt, easing open his fly and them dragging down his legs, and then doing the same with his underwear, (she hadn't known he was a jocks man).

She had never seen a cock before except on a screen or in books, and she had certainly never smelled or tasted one. It was strangely magnificent. He was fully erect, at least 7 inches. It was slightly more pink than the rest of his marble, a sort of strawberry overtone. It was thick, yet streamlined and ended in a thick pink head. Sparse bronze hair trailed around the frame.

She tentatively bent down and run my lips up one side, then the other. She caressed it with her hands and he cursed quietly. It felt like marble wrapped in silk. She tentatively licked the head and felt Edward twitch beneath her. Bella slowly enveloped the head with her mouth, salivating it and then bobbing slightly further down, until she was fighting her gag reflex. It tasted like flesh, but with subtle hints of a different flavour. It wasn't sweet, but nor was it overbearingly bitter; a combination of the two perhaps.

She continued the bobbing action, not really sure how fast she should be going. But Edward wasn't complaining. His twitching legs beneath her and sporadic gasps and sighs indicated that she wasn't doing a bad job. This was good; she was enjoying it. Having his cock in her mouth gave her a strange sense of power. She loved it.

But Edward's hands caught her head softly as she made to swallow him again. "I can't take any more, love."

He moved forward and somehow managed to remove the intricate garment she was wearing, which she couldn't help feeling bitter about as it had been a hell of an effort to put on. But the thought didn't stay for long as Edward's mouth found her breasts and she was being lowered back on to the bed, her head propped to allow her the unbelievable sight of watching the gorgeous man making love to her.

AN: Review or I'll find you. :)