Chapter 1
I ran through the woods and the only thing that consumed my thoughts was seeing Bella again. It had only been four short hours since I'd seen her last, but every moment I was away from her felt like a millennium.
When I got close enough to her house, I could hear what was going on inside. Charlie was quickly falling asleep in his recliner with the television on and Bella was upstairs in her room.
I approached the house and I could hear that Bella wasn't yet asleep. She had left her window open and I could tell by the unique scent of her soap that she had finished her shower. Her heartbeat was slightly elevated and I felt the panic start to rise.
Was she sick? What was wrong? I started up the wall to enter her window when I heard her speak. "Oh, please!" she quietly moaned. As I approached her window, the scent that drifted out assaulted my nostrils and stopped me dead in my tracks.
It was different, but the same. The scent was all Bella, but, more. I couldn't explain it. Hotter, more concentrated, musky. What the hell? I decided to wait outside the window because the scent had me completely stunned.
"God, Edward! Yes!" I loved it when she said my name in her sleep, but since she wasn't sleeping, I had no clue as to what was going on. I inched closer to the window hoping something would give me some clue.
That scent, it was, intoxicating, almost maddening. What was going on?
"Oh my God! Please!" Bella was whispering, but I could sense the urgency in her words. Only a being with supernatural hearing, such as myself, would have understood her.
Despite all the education I had received and all the decades I had walked this earth, I felt like an absolute idiot when it finally occurred to me what was going on.
Bella was ... pleasuring herself.
How many times I had fantasized about Bella doing that very thing! I couldn't believe what was happening. I was instantly aroused. I had to get away.
I headed toward the forest beside the Swans' property, I could still hear her. "Yes! Don't stop!" I could not be near when she climaxed, I couldn't imagine trying to control myself then.
I ran, fast, even for me. I hadn't ran with such purpose in quite some time. I couldn't even enjoy it, I just ran in a desperate attempt to get away.
By the time I stopped, I couldn't even tell for certain how far I'd ran. It couldn't have been too far, I only ran for a few minutes. I knew I was far enough away that I could no longer hear my love moaning for me or smell the sweet scent of her arousal.
Just remembering the sound of her voice from only minutes ago got me instantly hard. I usually tried to avoid touching myself. It was shameful. Sometimes, though, it was necessary.
I had been having a difficult time around Bella already. Our relationship felt like it needed to progress, but I was terrified of the physical aspect. I could not risk hurting her, or worse, for something so selfish as my own physical gratification.
I decided that this was probably one of those necessary times. Bella was expecting me soon and I couldn't show up in such a state.
I leaned against the nearest tree and allowed myself to think of Bella. I pictured her in her bed, her right hand in her panties, her left hand on her breast, eyes shut tight, whispering my name, begging me to satisfy her.
My hand moved quickly up and down my shaft. I'd reach the top and take the moisture that had already seeped out of me and coat the palm of my hand. It wasn't long before I was reaching my own climax.
It wasn't very satisfying and I felt dirty. At least I could go back to Bella now and have some semblance of sanity. I prayed that she was done.
As soon as I could hear into Bella's house I stopped. The TV was off and Charlie was snoring. Bella was calm, I could hear the sound of her turning the pages of a book. I sighed in relief and headed toward my love.
When I got to her window, the scent from before still lingered. I didn't consider that! I readied myself to not breathe if necessary, if it became too much for me. I knew Bella was waiting for me.
Just as I suspected, when I got into her room, the scent was more intense. I assumed Bella didn't even realize I could smell the difference. Surely she wouldn't torture me this way on purpose.
"Edward!" Bella closed her book and smiled up at me. I couldn't help but smile, too. "You're late. I was expecting you like, twenty minutes ago. Is everything okay?"
I walked to the bed to sit down beside Bella. Of course, the scent was even stronger here. I couldn't not breathe, Bella was expecting an answer. I inhaled and willed myself to stay calm.
"Oh, everything's fine. I got caught up talking to Carlisle." Bella looked at me suspiciously. She was always worrying. "What about?"
"Nothing important, love. Money mostly." She relaxed and wrapped her arms around me and put her head on my shoulder. "Oh, okay."
I kissed her on the head and leaned back on her headboard. I was getting more accustomed to the lingering scent so I could relax slightly. We talked like we usually did, about school, about friends, about whatever.
"Bella, you should get some sleep. It's a school night." She sat up and looked at me, smirking. "Yes, Daddy." The way she said it instantly brought to mind something I heard in Emmett's thoughts just yesterday. I quickly pushed the thought away.
"I'll be right back." Bella got off the bed and headed toward the bathroom. She wore an oversized sleep shirt that covered her almost to her knees, but I knew all she had on under it was her panties. Now was not the time to be thinking of that.
She came back into her bedroom and climbed in the bed and covered up. "Are you going to be here in the morning?"
"Well, I'll have to go home and change, but I'll be here to take you to school. I guess it depends on how early you wake up." I leaned to kiss her on the cheek.
"Alright. Goodnight." She returned my kiss and settled down to sleep. "Goodnight love."
It wasn't long before she was asleep. She had told me once that she hated that she had to sleep since I couldn't. I had tried to assure her that I enjoyed staying with her while she slept.
She just didn't understand what I found so fascinating. She couldn't fathom sitting still for eight hours so someone could sleep on her. It was a small amount of time to me and being still was rarely a problem.
I rather liked being still, it was just a natural state of being for me. Not having to remember to blink or fidget was relaxing. I guess it was about as close to sleep as I could get.
There were times though, that it was difficult to sit still while Bella was asleep. Quite often she wound up practically wrapped around me.
She would cocoon in her blanket to stay warm next to me, but in a while she would get too hot and kick her blanket off. She would snuggle up to me to cool off, until she started to shiver, then I put her blanket back over her. She seemed to sleep best when I was under the blanket with her.
It felt wonderful being this close to her, and I loved it when she would talk in her sleep. It was the only way I could get a glimpse into her mind. I never learned enough to satisfy my curiosity, however. I would always want more.
It wasn't long before it was the time of night when Bella would usually dream. I knew it would embarrass her to know, but I always looked forward to this time of night. As if on cue, I heard Bella mumble.
"Mmm, Edward." I smiled, I loved that she dreamed about me. I wished I could dream about her. I waited anxiously for her next words.
Bella was currently laying on my chest with an arm and a leg draped over me. She had no idea how she teased me this way, but I was happy to suffer through it.
"Please Edward." I wondered what was going on in her subconscious. Maybe I could find out without waking her. I decided to try.
"What Bella?" I whispered. "What is it?"
"Please." What on earth could she want? "Please what, Bella?"
"Touch me." What? Oh no. I didn't know if Bella had ever had any erotic dreams before. If she did, she wasn't talking during them. I was almost certain that was what was happening, though.
Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing. I had been thinking about her that way a lot lately. Maybe I could manage to do a little more than kiss her without hurting her. I was extremely proud of myself so far.
I really shouldn't, but I couldn't resist. "I am touching you, Bella. Do you like that?"
"Mmm, don't stop." God, what I wouldn't give to see what she was seeing! "I won't, love, I can't."
"Mmm, more." I was getting aroused now, but I had to be still. I didn't want to wake her. "Yes, love, whatever you want." The scent from earlier, it was getting stronger. No, it was Bella. Her dream was making her wet. Oh God.
Bella's heartbeat increased a little and she moaned. I hoped she wasn't about to wake up. I could imagine how I might be touching her in her dream and wondered if I could possibly have the restraint to really touch her that way.
"Mmm, Edward, yes." Her heartbeat was steadily escalating and I was sure she was going to wake up soon. "Yes Bella."
She continued to moan and it was becoming more difficult to lie here and listen. I wanted to kiss her and touch her, more than I ever had before.
"Edward!" She gasped as she opened her eyes.
"Bella? Are you okay?" She sat up and looked at me. She looked confused, like she didn't know why she woke up. "Uh, yeah." She laid back down, her head on my chest.
I placed my arm on her shoulder. "Bad dream?" Her body stiffened slightly. "No, not bad."
I grinned, I knew she couldn't see my face. "Good dream?"
"Um, it was okay. Just a dream." I knew I shouldn't push her, but for some reason my mouth was not listening to the logical part of my brain.
"Just okay? I bet it was better than okay." Bella buried her face in my shirt. She realized she must have been talking and was embarrassed.
"What did I say?" I didn't want to embarrass her. "You said my name."
She turned her face to the ceiling. "Anything else?" I replayed everything she had said in my mind. I wanted her to say those things to me while she was awake. "Yes."
She stayed silent for a minute, then hid her face again. "What else did I say?"
I sat up, which forced her to sit up. I gently grabbed her chin and turned her to face me. Part of my brain was screaming at me to just stop, to not say what I was thinking. My mouth wasn't listening.
I leaned toward her, our lips about an inch apart. "You wanted me to touch you."
She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. "What else?" I could tell she could probably guess what she had said now, but she still wanted me to tell her. This was a bad idea, but I couldn't stop myself.
I placed my hand on her cheek and around her jaw. She was breathing faster now and her heart was racing. "You told me not to stop, and you said please a few times."
"Oh, God." She looked down like she was embarrassed. I moved to her ear, barely touching her with my lips. "Tell me, Bella, did you reach your ... release ... before you woke up?"
She gasped loudly then, and I couldn't keep from kissing her any longer. I moved my lips behind her ear lobe and down her jawline. I kissed down her neck tasting her sweet skin. I was about to remind her of my question when she finally spoke, barely a whisper. "No."
I started back up her neck and stopped at her ear again. "That's such a shame, my poor Bella." She turned her head and kissed me deeply, with a passion I'd never felt from her before.
Our mouths opened and our tongues moved against one another and I tried to convince myself that this was alright, that I could do this. I wanted so much to give her what any other teenage boy could.
I laid her back down on her bed and continued to kiss her, moving from her mouth to her neck as she needed to breathe. That scent, it was getting stronger, it was driving me crazy.
I knew Bella wanted me, but I also knew that that would be too dangerous. I wanted to please her though, so I would do as much as I could handle.
I wanted her, so badly, but I had to get a hold of myself if I was going to stay here with her. My cock was aching now, but I was trying my best to keep her from noticing. If she started ... no, I couldn't even think of that.
Bella had her hands in my hair, holding me close. I loved it when she did that. I ran my hand over her hip, but tried not to pull her too close. Her breathing was so erratic, it made kissing her mouth difficult, so I kept my attention on her neck.
"Edward ..." I kept my lips on her skin as I responded. "Yes Bella?"
"Will you ... touch me?" There it was, I knew it was coming, it was inevitable. I wanted to, so much. Do I dare try?
"I am touching you Bella." I knew that's not what she meant, but I was trying to gain a little more time to compose myself. I expected her to argue.
Instead, she took my hand from her hip and without hesitation moved it to her breast. She placed her hand over mine and squeezed my hand so that I squeezed her.
She was so soft and perfect. I had wanted to do this for so long, I had to be careful though. I can do this. I had to convince myself that I would not hurt her.
I ran my thumb over her nipple and it instantly hardened under the cold temperature of my skin. "Oh, Edward!"
"Sh! Quiet! Charlie." I pulled her ear lobe into my mouth as I continued to move my thumb around her nipple. "God, Bella. So beautiful."
She then grabbed my belt loop and pulled me close. I knew what would happen, but I allowed it anyway. What was wrong with me? This was too dangerous.
I ground my erection into her hip and she yelped. She pulled my hair harder and I loved it.
"See what you do to me, Bella?" A voice in the back of my head screamed at me to stop, to get the hell out of there. Too dangerous! You'll kill her!
"Oh, God, Edward! Don't stop! Please!" I kissed her mouth, shoving my tongue in forcefully, not allowing her to push me away if she had wanted to.
"I can't Bella. Oh my God, I need you." I was hanging on by a thread. I had to slow down. I touched my forehead to hers and stopped moving. "Be still, Bella. Give me a minute."
Bella was panting, which was not helping me calm down. "Edward, please don't stop. Please!" Oh, God, don't beg!
"Bella, just a minute. I promise, I'm not going to stop. Just, let me ... slow down a minute." She pulled my lips to hers and pushed her tongue into my mouth the way I had done to her just a minute ago. I couldn't be still when she did that.
My hips moved in time with her tongue and I knew there was absolutely no way I could stop now. With the scent and the heat rolling off of Bella's body, I couldn't think. I was moving on pure instinct; that was bad.
I still had one arm wrapped around Bella's back holding her tightly to me. I could feel every curve of her body, every rib as she breathed. Don't crush her!
I loosened my grip, silently thanking God for the moment of lucidity. Bella seized that moment to sit up on her knees and push my back to the mattress. Had I been coherent, she couldn't have moved me.
We continued to kiss, our tongues twisting together, the taste of her driving me insane. She straddled my hips. Now she was rubbing her hot center on my cock, only thin layers of denim and cotton separating us.
I tried to let Bella be in control, maybe if I didn't touch her with my hands it would be safer for her. I threw my head back and reveled in the pleasure she was giving me.
Unfortunately, Bella was not going to tolerate me not touching her. She sat up, grabbed my wrists, and placed my hands on her breasts.
"God, Edward!" My fingers pinched her nipples without my permission. "So soft, Bella. So hot! Oh please! Careful!" I didn't know if I was talking to her or to myself. Too much!
Bella leaned down to kiss me again. My hands automatically moved to her ass and made her grind her hips on me. She moaned loudly into my mouth. I could feel her heat through my jeans and it made me moan.
She broke the kiss, sat up, and looked down at me. "Take your shirt off." This was my chance. I had to tell her we had to stop. I had to leave. I sat up and was about to speak.
Bella looked directly into my eyes with so much desire and need. I could only do what I was told. I pulled my shirt off and kissed her, pulling her down on top of me.
Before I knew it, my hands were on her back, under her shirt. Her skin was so soft. I ran my hands up and down her back. I couldn't get her close enough.
Her hands moved all over me, my shoulders, my chest, my stomach, it was overwhelming. I closed my eyes and just felt. My fingers wove through her hair, holding her close.
I felt her tongue, then her teeth, on my neck. "Bella, God. Please." Her teeth, oh, her little teeth, I couldn't see, couldn't think. I didn't know what was happening, just that I never wanted it to end.
Bella sat up, her hands on my chest, pushing herself away from me. I wanted to hold her still, for her to never move out of my grasp.
"Edward, I love you." I opened my eyes and saw Bella looking at me, pupils dilated, like she could take a bite out of me. I'd never seen her like this, and it made me want her even more.
If I had realized what she was doing, I would have stopped her, maybe. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head, then threw it to the floor.
She leaned down to kiss me and I felt her hot skin on my cold chest. Her lips touched my neck and I groaned. "Bella! Dammit, Bella!"
How could I resist her now? Her skin was so soft and so hot, how many times had I wished I could hold her like this? I need her!
She sat up and grabbed my wrists again. "Touch me Edward, please. I need you." I closed my eyes again and pressed my palms to her breasts.
Her nipples were hard and I realized all she was wearing was her panties. She was, for all intents and purposes, naked. The fabric of her panties was so insignificant, she had no idea. I could make them disappear before she even noticed.
"Oh Bella! I can't ... please ... can't hurt ..." I was barely coherent. I didn't know if she had even heard me. She pressed her hips down onto my cock again and I groaned.
For just a moment, I felt like any other teenage boy. I had a beautiful, naked, girl in my arms, kissing me, wanting me. Nothing else mattered.
Edward! You can't do that! You have to leave!
The voice instantly pulled me out of my trance. "Dammit." I murmured as I broke our kiss.
She pulled back to look at me. "What? What's wrong? What're you doing? Why did you stop?"
"Alice is outside. She had a vision, I have to go."
"What!" Bella almost yelled.
"Ssh! Don't wake your dad!" I could at least take solace in what Alice saw. I didn't hurt Bella at all, Charlie caught us. I would guess it was because we would get loud.
"Why? What did Alice see? I can't believe you would hurt me."
I smiled at Bella as I gently moved her off of me. "No, if we continued tonight, Charlie would catch us." I got off the bed and grabbed my shirt and Bella's. She stuck out her bottom lip in an adorable pout as I handed her shirt to her.
I leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Soon, Bella, I promise. Maybe you and Alice could have a sleepover at my house while us guys go camping or something this weekend."
Bella looked at me, a slightly surprised look on her face. "You're not going to ... change your mind?"
I chuckled as I sat beside her on the bed. "Uh, hell no. Not a chance." I pulled her to me for one last kiss. "I'll see you in the morning. Sweet dreams, love."
I was out the window before she could respond. Alice left as soon as she knew I had decided to leave, I assumed she saw that I would need some alone time.
