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Pushing the Boundaries	By : Blahsblah2001 Category: Twilight Series > Het > Bella/Edward Views: 7683 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Pushing the Boundaries
- 1
She was doing it again, Edward realized with a jerk.
Reaching behind his neck, her carefully unwrapped her arms from where they had very recently been flung. Her breasts pressed against him, and he could feel her heartbeat coming through the thin camisole she wore to bed. As usual, it was fluttering out of control. Her brown eyes peered up at him from below her thick lashes, her grinning face a perfect parody of innocence.
She does this on purpose, he thought, and not for the first time. She's pushing at my boundaries on purpose.
As if to affirm his suspicions, Bella lay back on the bed, her arms raised, beckoning him to join her. The cord on her pajama pants was untied, and they lay low on her hips, baring a wide expanse of flat stomach. As he watched, she raised her arms and stretched, yawning, arching her back and causing the waistline to drop even lower. He could see the place where her thigh met her abdomen, two faint lines curving sweetly down to-
Dammit.
“Aren't you going to lie with me tonight?” She asked,staring up at him.
“Not if you keep acting like that.”
“Like what?” she asked sweetly.
He sighed, resigning himself to his fate. He lay down beside her, one arm draped across her. She smiled at him, and leaned to give her one last kiss goodnight. She clung to his lips, parting hers, granting him access that he couldn't help but take. One of her hands raised to tangle in his auburn hair, holding him tight to her mouth. She moaned and leaned forward, her body now flush with his.
“Like that!” Edward exclaimed, pulling back. Every move she made made him want to reciprocate, and that kind of nonsense could only go so far.
“I'm not allowed to respond to you?”
“Quite frankly? No, no you're not.” His eyes were deadly serious.
“I'll try not to, then,” she said contritely. He didn't buy it. “Can we try it again, then?”
“One more time.”
This time she may have tried to be good, for a few minutes passed before he felt her fingers again, tracing down his back, over his thigh, their light touch reappearing just above his knee, working their way up-
If she isn't going to listen to me, god dammit, I am going to scare this into her.

Bella gasped as her meandering hand was caught in a grip of iron.
“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-”
“I'm just making sure you don't do it again,” Edward interrupted, releasing her hand and shrugging out of his shirt. In movements too fast for Bella to track in the dark, he tore a strip out of the expensive fabric. Before she could ask why he had ruined the garment, he had both of her wrists in his grasp, and was diligently binding them to the bars of the headboard.
“It's this or I leave,” he said. He hadn't waited for her approval, he already knew the choice she would make. Then, pleased with his work, he sat back.
Too late he realized his mistake. Bella looked seductively up at him from the bed, chest rising and falling hard. Her camisole was pulled almost all the way up now, almost to the peak her ribs made above her taut stomach. And, worst of all, from between her slightly spread legs came the faint but growing smell of arousal.
Rather than being frightened, Bella was enjoying this. Edward looked away, but not fast enough to miss the pulse of blood through her tight skin. He growled, trying to get a hold of his thoughts, but the smell was driving him over the edge.
“Edward?” Bella asked quietly, and the tiny edge of fear in her voice was all he could take.
Before she could say another word he was on her, mouth crushing against hers with bruising force as his hands pushed the camisole up over her head, letting it hang from her bound wrists. If she could have freed her mouth, Bella would have gasped as his cold hands massaged her breasts, pinching the nipples and making her moan.
One hand moved up her chest, coming to rest on her throat. His thumb pressed against the side, and she shuddered as she felt her pulse press against his unyielding skin. His mouth left hers and traveled down her face, before pressing against the pulse point. On Edward's face was a small, terrifying smile as he listened to the sweet fluid only millimeters below his lips. He could almost feel his fangs scraping against the soft flesh.
Bella stopped breathing.
And then Edward moved on, taking one nipple into his mouth, running his tongue around it as it quickly hardened. Then he switched, suckling the other breast as his hand kept the first one busy. Bella moaned again despite herself, the feel of his mouth causing her to lose some of her own control.
And then his touch was gone, only to reappear again a moment later, this time at her waist. Her pajama bottoms were being slid down her body, revealing nothing but smooth pale skin beneath.
“Wait! Edward, I-”
That tiny smile was back as he spoke directly into her ear. His whisper was grating, rough.
“You've been sliding these down since I got here, Bells. Why would you do that?”
Her voice was little more than a squeak as she felt fingers rubbing against her newly-bared pussy. She tried to press her thighs together, but to no avail.
“I- oh, ahh-” “Answer me, Bella.” “I thought, ah-” If possible, her face grew redder as she felt her body responding to his touch. “I thought you'd think it was sexy.”
“You hoped,” Edward corrected. A single digit slipped inside her, then another, while his thumb continued to massage her bud. “You hoped I'd think it was sexy.”
“Yes....” Bella admitted. Edward let out a humorless laugh.
“Well, I do, Bella. I think it's very sexy. Are you glad?”
“Yes,” Bella breathed, but whether in response to his voice or his touch, Edward didn't know. Nor did he care.
“That's good,” he whispered as she reached her climax. As her shuddering drew to a close he withdrew his fingers, wiping them on his pants before unclasping the belt. Bella wasn't too preoccupied to notice as he removed the last of his own clothing.
“What-”
“You didn't think I was doing all of this for your pleasure alone, did you?” that grating voice answered as she felt her legs pushed apart. For the first time, Bella began to honestly struggle with her bonds. She felt a cold weight settle on the length of her body. One of Edward's hands stroked at his already hard cock, rubbing the head gently along Bella's wet slit.
“Edward,” Bella moaned, looking up at the face above her. Edward's face, suddenly filled with a mixture of terror, guilt, and intense longing.
“Do it,” she whispered, and that was all he needed. The length of his cock slid easily into her, filling her completely. She gasped at the feeling. He paused for a moment, relishing the feeling of her hot, wet pussy gripping him. Slowly, he slid out all the way, waiting until only the head was inside her before slamming back in. Her body rocked against his as he thrust into her over and over again, gaining in speed. She moaned his name and he pressed his lips to hers, one hand reaching up to tear away her bonds. Instantly her arms were around him, joining her legs as he lifted her body. He held her body up, moving his hips to thrust up into her, their bodies perpendicular to the floor. He found his mouth once again pressed to her throat, venom filling his mouth at the sound of her racing blood. Instantly he dropped her back onto the bed, rolling her onto her stomach before she could even bounce.
“Lift your hips for me, Bella,” he said, and before she could even ask why she felt him sliding into her again, deeper, pressing against something inside her that made her gasp. She lifted her hips and felt him hit it again, harder. She had to bite her lip to keep from waking Charlie with her cries.
“Feels good, doesn't it?” Edward's voice said. Bella could only nod, then gasp as one cold hand slid under her body to rub gently at her clit. In tandem with Edward's thrusting, it wasn't long before she reached another climax. As she did, she felt Edward's movements become more urgent, frenzied almost. Then he thrust deeply inside her, letting out a cry of his own. She felt him throb inside her, still filling her as his light weight settled on her back like a blanket.
He breathed hard, not needing to, but somehow feeling compelled. Gently, he nuzzled at her shoulder, kissing his way up her neck. Her head turned and their lips met, only momentarily.
“Do you understand, now, why you can't press me like that?”
Bella nodded, remembering his dark eyes and rough voice.
“Good. Now get dressed, it's time for the human to go to sleep.”
His weight was immediately gone from her, and she gasped at the withdrawal of his only semi-flaccid cock. Suddenly nervous under his smoldering gaze, the pulled her pants on and searched for her camisole in the darkness. Her eyes caught sight of Edward's ruined shirt.
“How are you going to explain that?” she asked, nodding her head in the direction of the torn, buttonless shirt. Edward rolled his eyes.
“It's not like Alice won't have ten more on my bed by the time I get home. I'll just trash it the next time I'm at school.” He picked up the long, thin strip that had started the night. “But this... this I'll keep.”
“Why?”
Edward's gaze had only a trace of the evil smile he had worn earlier.
“In case I need it.”

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