I wrote this for a dare. This is my first lemonish story and it will probably be my last, because I still have a year or two to go before I am actually old enough for it to be socially acceptable. I don't own Twilight.
I watched as Jessica slowly slid off her silk dressing gown, revealing her flawless naked body underneath. Her pearly skin glowed in the candlelight as she approached me, capturing my lips in her own as she unbuttoned my shirt. I moved slightly to help her ease it off my shoulders and onto the ground, where it lay forgotten as she wrapped her arms around me and undid my bra, it also falling off. Next came my jeans, and my panties, until our naked bodies were pressed hard against each other and our tongues fought for dominance. Jessica's hand trailed down my body, caressing me and making me moan into her mouth. "Jess..." I sighed as she kissed down my neck, sucking on my pulse point. Her hands slowly made their way down until-
"Bella? It's time to wake up, sleeping beauty." Edward's soft voice brought me back to reality and I opened my eyes, head still swimming with the events of my dream. I blinked the sleep out of them and Edward gave me a smile. It wasn't a dazzling as usual. I returned it absently and continued to be in that state until he left. I sighed and buried my head into the pillow. These dreams always left me frustrated. But why Jessica? Why not Edward? At least he couldn't read my mind. That would be awkward. Pressing my thighs together in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure between my legs, I got ready for school, wondering how I would be able to look Jessica in the eye again today.