A/N: This is my entry for the UST contest and I've decided to split it up in a weeks worth of updates as the story is mostly based off of a full week of interaction between my couple…so sit back and enjoy a little HELL.

Driven to Desire Contest

Title: Hell

Penname: Reyes139

Rating: M cause I'm naughty

Genre: Romance

Word count: 8903

Pairing: Edward and Bella

Summary: My hell isn't dark, terrifying, or even a painful place...oh no. You see my personal hell is all wrapped up in a lustful package… created by God himself to bring me down to my knees and make me pay here on earth.

Disclaimer: Twilight isn't mine.

Playlist:

Wish I Was Your Lover by Enrique Iglesias

Chapter 1

Edward's POV

Most people would choose to believe that hell was a dark place where all sinners eventually go to pay for all their carnal sins.

Stealing.

Killing.

Coveting.

For me though, that's all a blatant lie...

My hell isn't dark, terrifying, or even a painful place...oh no. You see my personal hell is all wrapped up in a lustful package… created by God himself to bring me down to my knees and make me pay here on earth.

My version of hell is a woman.

You see, while most men my age would be happy to go out on a Friday night and hook up with the first set of legs that walked their way...I couldn't. Not because I'm undesirable to the opposite sex or shy...actually, it's quite the opposite.

Women are drawn to me yet I see no one, but her... Isabella Marie Swan is my hell.

No others compare...no others exist, but her.

Everything always comes back to her.

A woman whose inner and outer beauty surpasses the normal standard society has deemed appropriate. A woman who with just one look… a simple flutter from those endless lashes… could bring both sexes to their perpetual knees. Her body is a wonderland for my eye...sinful curves, bountiful breasts and a plump ass, but the piece de resistance to me, is and will always be, the angelic face she'd been blessed with.

Big, round, expressive honey colored eyes, a cute button nose and perfectly shaped... dick sucking lips, waiting to be devoured or filled by me and me alone.

She is the epitome of an angel... a naughty angel that is.

This woman, angel, or my personal hell has had my cock hard, leaking and begging for her attention since she first entered my life three glorious years ago.

See you all tomorrow for the next chapter of Hell and the next chapter of Re Peat…