The List

Chapter 13: Teasing

A/N: This is the first of several chapters that discuss and involve blood. I have tried hard not to include this gratuitously or too explicitly. But be warned. Just try to think like a vampire... ;)

BellaPOV

It was a long week. There were many reasons this was true.

First, it had been four days since I had last seen Edward. And, if that wasn't bad enough, it seemed Edward was significantly less inhibited by phone than he was in person. All week, he had taken it upon himself to send me a variety of text messages that ranged from romantic to teasing to suggestive to downright erotic. I had gone through more panties this week than I cared to consider. The worst (best?) day was Wednesday. The texts seemed to start out innocently. I was lying in bed trying to convince myself to get up when my phone buzzed. The first text simply said, "I was thinking about that night at the club. I loved dancing with you." It made me smile.

I got out of bed and, after applying my waterproof bandage to my new Edward mark, as I liked to think of my tattoo, I went to take a shower. The whole time I tried to do the calculations in my head of how many hours, minutes, and seconds were left until I would get to see Edward again on Saturday morning. Alice had already laid the groundwork with Charlie that I would be spending the weekend with her. I didn't know in reality what I was actually doing this weekend. The only thing I knew and cared about for this weekend is that Edward's dare on no nudity and no orgasms didn't yet apply.

That thought brought a frustrated moan out of my throat, and I reached for the showerhead. The water had begun to cool anyway, so it was just right. I sorted through my mental catalogue of Edward images, and settled on the night he let me go down on him on his couch. God the way he tastes. His eyes that night alone were enough to bring me to orgasm. But it was my memory of his words (God you look beautiful with my cock in your mouth, Bella. It's the most incredible sight I've ever seen, and, Oh, God, Bella, that's it. Just like that. Holy fucking God) and his expression when he came that caused my orgasm to rip through my body. With a shaky hand I reattached the showerhead and turned off the cold water.

You see what I mean about it being a long week. This was one Pandora's Box that just wasn't getting closed again. I was becoming less concerned about winning Edward's dare by the minute.

When I came back to my room to dress, my phone was buzzing, letting me know there was a message waiting. Actually, there were four. They were all from Edward. And at first I was very confused by them.

The most recent one read, 'You let me complicate you'. I almost responded with a question mark before deciding to read the other three.

The next most recent one read, 'You let me penetrate you'. What?

Quickly I opened the other two, which read respectively, 'You let me desecrate you' and 'You let me violate you'. By the third message, I got it. And I realized I was reading them out of order.

You let me desecrate you

You let me violate you

You let me penetrate you

You let me complicate you

Edward The Big Tease Cullen.

Remembering dancing at the club, indeed. This was the first song we'd danced to that night. The one where he had come up and grabbed me and kissed me roughly and began grinding against me.

I was torn between complete arousal (Edward is texting me lines from 'Closer'!-and I knew what lines were still to come....), complete disbelief (Edward is voluntarily talking dirty to me, is trying to arouse me-the same Edward who 10 days ago was berating himself for enjoying a handjob), and a desire for revenge (Two can play at this game; I will find a way to torture him as badly).