Before she could get any ideas, Edward scooped Bella up in his arms and cradled her to his chest. He rocked her back and forth letting the warm water run over her body in small waves washing her clean. He brushed his lips softly against her temple, cheekbone and jaw.

"I know what you're doing, you know," she said quietly, a hint of suspicion in her voice.

He gave her his best, crooked smile and prayed to unknown gods that it would work. She eyed him for a moment.

"It's not going to work," she said haughtily. She would have pulled it off, but then he noticed her eyes glaze over and her breath started to come up short and Edward knew he was dazzling her. His smile grew wider. Suddenly, he was serious as he pulled her closer and tucked her head under his chin.

"Bella…" he groaned. "I don't think I can do this! You don't know how hard it was for me not to crush you against my chest when I felt you pressed against me. How could I possibly go any further knowing my self control is so easily weakened?" A note of desperation crept into his voice as he continued.

"Even now, with your scent so strongly accelerated, and just remembering you writhing in my arms and calling my name…" He shuddered and closed his eyes. Bella took advantage of his momentary weakness and leaned forward, tracing her tongue against the base of his neck and drawing slowly upward to his chin.

"Please Edward..." she breathed "I just want to try and please you like you did for me. I want to see you, feel you, taste you. Let me try? I promise if it's too much, I'll stop"

Edward groaned again and shook his head slowly back and forth. He was trying to hold on to his sanity as she spoke, feeling her tongue slowly exploring his neck. He was powerless. Before he could think it through, he rushed out of the water, across the beach and back into the white bedroom.

Bella barely had time to blink before she found herself being gently lowered to the huge bed taking up most of the room. Edward stood by the bed, indecision warring with desire on his face. His eyes were black with need, but she knew for once it was a different type of hunger he felt. Moving slowly she rose to her knees on the bed in front of him and looked at his glorious face. The moonlight drifted in through the glass wall washing his features to a smooth white, his eyes, nose and mouth forming a sharp contrast. She reached out a hesitant hand to cradle his cheek, and he ducked his head into it, closing his eyes. He sighed at the warmth of her, his eternal love.

"Edward, look at me," she said softly. He opened his eyes, and his gaze drank her in. A slow blush crept up her cheeks, but she squared her shoulders and pushed her breasts out slightly. He could now see her completely, her soft body no longer obscured. She looked magical, like a water kelpie arisen from the deep with her hair wet and streaming. Water glistened on her body in small droplets, looking like crystals in the moonlight. How could he refuse this mythical creature anything she desired?

Before the fear could assault him, he nodded to her.

Bella let her hand drift from his face, down his neck, shoulder and length of his arm, till she grasped his cool hand. Still on her knees, she backed toward the middle of the bed, willing him to follow. He leaned forward placing his free palm on the mattress, followed slowly by his knees, and crawled to her side as she sat back on her haunches.

"Lie down beside me, Edward," she said quietly so as not to break the spell. He did as she requested, looking a little dazed.

Bella stared at his body, and her eyes took him in, every sumptuous inch. Till then she had only seen him shirtless. Breathless as that made her, the sight of him completely nude was ambrosia. His body was completely flawless, the sinuous curves of his chest accentuated by the flat planes of his stomach, leading down to his apex in a sharp V formation. She always imagined his body as nearly hairless, like the rest of him, and was surprised to find his manhood rising from a small nest of hair.

His arms lay at his sides, powerful even in stillness. Slowly, again she traced her hand from his shoulder, her fingers trailing down his bicep, along his forearm to his hand, which was clenched. She caressed his fist until it loosened and turned it over to trace circles in his palm. She smiled softly, remembering back to the time in the meadow when she touched him like this for the first time. She looked at his face as he studied her, and gave him a heartbreaking smile.

Finally, her soft fingers left his hand and moved towards his hip. Edward drew his breath in sharply, but she kept moving down along the muscular length of thigh. Once she had passed his knee she scooted further down the bed and placed herself between his legs, kneeling between his calves. She continued to stroke down his leg till she circled his ankle, with her other hand she grasped his other ankle lightly and stopped there holding them with the slightest of pressure. Edward had closed his eyes and had his jaw clenched. She waited for him to commence breathing and look at her once more.

She almost didn't want to break the silence, but she had to make sure that he would be all right if she continued.

"You are so beautiful," she whispered.

A ghost of a smile touched his lips and he replied. "Not as beautiful as you, Mrs. Cullen." Her breath caught at the unexpected use of her new name.

Now that the tension was broken, she resumed her slow inventory of his body. Letting go of his ankles, she moved both hands slowly up his legs towards his hips. He grabbed her wrists tightly and whimpered her name.

"Shhh…" she crooned, and waited for him to release her. Finally, his grip slackened, and he placed her hands on his outer hips. He took another deep breath and let it go in a long slow exhalation. She waited patiently, watching him and all the expressions crossing his face. Desire, fear, uncertainty and then desire once more.

She rose up, and moved between his thighs, smiling as he spread them wider to accommodate her. Still on her knees, she leaned forward to run her hands down his chest, stopping at his nipples. She slipped her palms over them. Edward hissed quietly, and Bella watched as the muscles in his stomach jumped and contracted. Once again, she waited for him to gather his senses, knowing at any moment he could lose control and it would all be over.

Edward felt as if he was being slowly tortured. The heat of her palms on his chest, her warm, fragrant stomach just inches from his sex, and the smell of her arousal crashed over him like physical blows. He wanted to beg her to stop, but he also wanted to beg her to continue. He wanted to grab her hands and push them away, while also wanting to press them closer to his flesh. How could he stand it?

Bella moved her hands till they were on the outer edge of his chest and used her thumbs to caress his nipples. They rose instantly, and she circled them sensuously, loving the feel of them. She leaned forward still and breathed gently on his chest so that he knew to prepare himself. She lowered her head and ran her tongue lightly across one nipple, while still circling the other with her thumb. Edward grasped his thighs and squeezed them tightly; he knew his hard marble body could take the abuse. If he tried to grab Bella this way her fragile bones would snap and crumble right under his hands.

Bella kissed across his chest and switched to his other nipple. She could feel Edward gripping his thighs and was pleased that he hadn't pushed her away and run out of the room. She knew that she was testing him to the furthest reaches of his control, but she was confident that they could do this and continued.

She wanted to keep teasing his nipples using her fingers and tongue, but didn't want to push her luck. There were other parts of his body to explore and she wanted to make sure she had a chance to get to them. She ran her tongue down the middle of his stomach, the groove carved between his muscles seemed made for this purpose. Her hands hovered down to his hips and rested there a moment. She ran her tongue across his body from hipbone to hipbone, and Edward moaned deeply in his throat. As she came back across, she stopped at his belly button and inhaled deeply, taking in his musky scent. This was even better than his normal essence; it was distinctly male and mouthwatering. Edward grasped his thighs tighter and jerked up slightly. She took that as a good sign.

Edward alternated between heaven and the fiery pits of hell. He didn't know how much more he could stand, but was too weak to ask Bella to stop. His willpower diminished to nothing as she grasped his shaft lightly in her hand, once again asking a silent question. He moved his hips up in answer, drawing his length up further in her loose hand. The movement almost drove him mad! Her hand felt so wonderfully warm and soft as she caressed him lovingly. It was torture. It was ecstasy.

Bella was in awe at the smooth hardness of Edward. It was perfect in length and girth, and surprisingly a few degrees warmer than the rest of him. Perfect, just like everything else about him. She let him gyrate his hips slowly to get used to the sensation as she kept a loose hold on his shaft.

Edward moaned her name softly and she tightened the pressure and moved her hand in the opposite direction of his thrusts. She watched his face, as it contorted in what she hoped was pleasure.

"Oh God, that feels so good…tighter Bella, please!" She obliged and heard him growl deeply as he bucked himself upward into her hand. She was soaring at the knowledge that she was finally able to please him and he was letting her.

Even though Bella was enjoying herself immensely, there was still one more thing she wanted to try. She placed her hand on his hip and applied pressure to get him to slow down, repeating what he said to her earlier.

"Slowly Edward, we have all the time in the world." She smiled smugly as he groaned. He loosened one hand from his thigh and threw his arm over his face.

"Bella, you're KILLING me!" He took a few deep breaths, his body visibly shaking under her hands.

"I just want to try one thing," Bella said seductively before lowering her head. She breathed hotly onto the head of his erection. He threw his arm away from his face, his eyes springing wide and raised up on his elbows. Uh oh, Bella thought, this is it. Game over.

Edward rocketed upwards and stared at Bella incredulously as her mouth poised over him. Was she kidding? Did she honestly expect him to lie back while she tried to pleasure him orally? By the look in her eye, that was exactly what she was hoping for. He breathed deeply and grasped her upper arms trying to maintain enough control to not hurt her.

"Bella…no. I won't be able to stand it! No." He shook his head helplessly back and forth.

"Please…" she whispered. The heat of her breath knocked Edward senseless, and he almost plunged his hips upwards to slide into her soft, wet mouth. No, no, no, nonononoooo! Barely held in check, he growled.

"Oh god, don't speak!"

Bella kept very still and let him work through his internal conflict. His eyes were closed and his jaw was clenched tight. Slowly, he gained control again and met her speculative gaze. Bella waited till he loosened the grip on her arms and leaned back on his elbows again. Holding his gaze, she lowered her head and brushed her lips against the head of his cock. His head hung back, and his breath hitched in his throat. He swallowed deeply and then pulled his head back up to watch as this woman slipped her mouth over him.

"Oh… My… God."

She pulled back slightly, using her tongue to moisten the sensitive underside of his shaft. Opening her mouth wider, she took in more of him and swirled her tongue. Bella hoped she was doing this right and glanced up to gauge Edward's reaction. By his expression she guessed she was, but if there was any doubt he extinguished it quickly.

"Bella, Bella, Bella…you don't know how amazing your mouth feels!"

No truer words were ever spoken. Edward had his hands fisted into balls, not trusting himself to try and touch her. Her mouth was just so hot and wet and he watched as he slid in and out of her sweet mouth. She gained momentum and grasped the lower half of him, using her hand and her mouth simultaneously. Occasionally, she would look up at him through her lashes, and he would shake from the aching need to throw her back and plunge himself deeply into her. That thought finally unraveled his last shred of will power, and he threw himself backwards on the bed.

Bella felt the change a second before Edward fell back onto the bed. If she didn't know for a fact that his heart no longer beat, she would wonder if she had given him a coronary. She felt his balls tighten against her hand and pull up towards his body. Not knowing what to expect she pulled her mouth away and used her hand to finish him.

Edward had a moment of regret as she pulled him from her mouth. That was quickly drowned out by the overwhelming feeling of release. Warmth flooded his body such as he hadn't felt since he was human. He started to shudder violently, his hips bucked upwards, and he started to bellow out her name.

As he finished, Bella slid up his body, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. She plunged her tongue into his mouth letting Edward taste himself. It was the most sensuous thing that had ever happened to him. He was still shaking when she raised her head and looked at him with a smug expression.

"See?" she said, "that wasn't so bad, now was it?" Edward groaned into her shoulder and crushed her to his chest till she squeaked. She laughed happily when he released her and spooned her against him. Bella ran her hand along his thigh and sighed.

"What are you thinking?" Edward asked, wishing for the millionth time that he could just read her mind. She held her breath for a moment and he could feel a painful blush bloom on her cheeks.

"I was just wondering how long it takes a vampire to get aroused again."