Sex and Candy

By Lara

DISCLAIMER: Don't own Twilight. I'd much rather own Robert Pattinson.

WARNIGS: Oh the usual suspects… language, mature themes, sexual situations (hence the title) and… if I think of anything else I'll let you know.


I woke around noon the next day to my cell phone chiming that I had received a text message. Rubbing at my eyes and stifling a yawn, I knock more than half the contents on my nightstand onto the floor feeling around for my glasses. Once I can see I clumsily press the keypad until I retrieve the message. It's from Alice.

U r mean plz call me

I realize this text is the most recent of seven. She must have been texting me all morning. I quickly text Alice back before she gets her feelings seriously hurt.

Sry still sleepy call u in a few

Then I put the phone down and let the previous night wash over me. It seems surreal now, like a really pleasant dream. I need to see Edward, to kiss him again just to make sure that it really happened. I want to hear his voice because the smooth timbre of it would take my nervousness away. I pick up the phone and start to scroll down to his name but then I close it. He said he'd call me. I'll let him call first.

I stumble to the bathroom with my phone in one hand and my bad bag of toiletries in the other. I'm not coordinated on a good day with a clear head so I somehow manage to clip the doorjamb with my elbow causing me to drop the bag but as I bend to pick it up I bump into the door which swings back so that the it nails me right smack in the forehead.

"Owww…" I groan, tossing both the bag and my phone angrily on the bathroom counter. Rubbing my head, I use the counter to guide my way to the toilet. I sit on the closed lid and wait to see if anything else in the bathroom is going to attack me.

My phone rings.

I forego looking to see who it is hoping it's Edward but betting it's Alice. I answer the phone grumpier than I intended, my head still smarting. "Hello."

It's Edward and his warm laugh lifts my mood instantly. "Well, I was going to say good morning but you don't sound like you're having one." He quips.

"Sorry. The bathroom door just tried to kill me." I sigh, leaning over to peek in the mirror and see if I've done any permanent damage. Not that I would know the difference…

He's laughing again and the sound makes me happy. I can imagine his crinkled eyes and goofy smile and I want to kiss him over and over.

"Are you sure you didn't do anything to antagonize it? You know, like fall into the door or forget to open it before trying to walk through it?" He snickers.

Okay, now I just want knock Edward upside his head.

"Yes I'm sure. It's a conspiracy. It looks harmless but its just an act, I'm telling you. Its pure evil." I insist, giving the door a dirty look because my head still hurts.

"Should I bring you to the ER and let my Dad take a look at you? I think you may have broken something… like your brain." He laughs, having way more fun with this than he should.

"You are such a smartass Cullen, really it's boggles the mind." I growl.

"Nah. If I was smart I would be with you right now so I could kiss it and make it better." He says sweetly.

Now I'm back to wanting to smother him with kisses.

"Mmmm, kissing sounds nice." I sigh. My voice is all dreamy and soft because I'm imagining doing exactly that.

Its funny but I can actually hear the smile in his voice as he says, "I've thought about it all night. The kisses and the way you felt… I couldn't stop. I think I got about an hour's sleep. But I don't care. You're worth it."

The butterflies come creeping back at his words and I try for a little honesty myself. "I thought about it too. A lot. I can't wait to see you again."

"We don't have to wait around until tonight." Edward says tentatively. "I could come over now. Is your Dad home?"

"No, Charlie went fishing with Harry and Billy. If he gets back before six I'll be amazed." I reply.

"Cool. I can be there in ten minutes." He says, sounding excited.

"Wait, give me like an hour okay?" I ask, looking at the bathtub and thinking of a few things I'd like to do before making out with the cutest, hottest most incredible guy I've ever known.

Edward's excitement dims a bit. "Oh okay." Then he gets suspicious. "Why?"

"Because I was about to take a bath before you called and I'd still really like to if you don't mind." I explain impatiently.

For a second Edward doesn't say anything. Then he groans. "Bella you're killing me."

My brow wrinkles in confusion. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm thinking about you taking a bath." He says it like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "I'm imagining you naked and wet… damn. Its totally fucking hot." He whines.

I feel my face get red as the butterflies in my stomach travel lower. I squeeze my legs together and take a deep breath. "I won't take long, I promise."

"Text me when you're done. I'll be waiting."

I close the phone and stare at it for a moment as nervous excitement floods my system. I'm only half paying attention as I start running my bath water, still thinking about what Edward just said. He's imagining me naked. Right now he's thinking about me taking a bath. I wonder if he wishes he was the one touching me, that it was his hands instead of mine lathering the soap over my breasts and between my legs. I imagine his hands replacing mine and for some strange reason I can't stand the feel of my clothing against my skin.

I take off my pj's and sink into the steamy water, moaning in pleasure. Then I think back to yesterday and what Rosalie had said about Emmett going down on her. I close my eyes imagining Edward kissing me on my stomach and moving down until he's kissing my thighs and then he puts his mouth right there where I'm wet and hot and aching.

I move my hand between my legs, completely letting the fantasy overtake me. As my fingers stroke my clit with deliberate little circles I see Edward, his green eyes searing me through as he looks up at me. His mouth pressed against me as sucks gently on my nub just like he did with my neck last night. His stubble scrapes my thighs and I just want to press closer to him. My fingers move faster and harder as the heat spreads out from my abdomen. My heart pounds in my ears and I watch him moving his mouth until everything explodes, the image in my head, the building pleasure, even the breath I've been holding.

For a long moment I can't move. I feel so relaxed and drained that I just lay there in the hot water with the silliest smile on my face. I probably could stay like that until the water turns cold but instead my phone chimes with a new text. It's Alice.

Call me or else

I grumble to myself about nosy friends and bossy, pint sized, pain the asses as I scroll to her name and press the call button.

"It's about fucking time." Alice snaps. No greeting, no chatter. She's in rare form.

"I told you I was going to call you. Can't I take bath first?" I ask exasperatedly.

"This is way more important." She pauses, then loses the last thread of patience. "Spit it out already! What happened!"

"Where do you want me to start?" I sigh, getting comfortable in the tub because this might take a while.

"Did you go straight home last night?"

"No." I grin.

Her tone is getting friendlier. "Where did you go?"

"Out by the pond." I say striving to sound nonchalant but the giddiness I felt last night is coming back rapidly.

She giggles. "Did he kiss you?"

"What do you think?" I ask with laughing sarcasm.

"Is he a good kisser?" She asks impishly.

"Oh yeah." I breathe.

"I knew it." She brags smugly. "I said all along that you two were going to hook up one day. So are you guys official yet?"

"Er… I don't know. I guess so but we didn't really get to that part."

"How did you not get to that part?" Sometimes Alice asks dumb questions.

I chuckle dryly. "We were a bit too preoccupied to have a conversation, if you know what I mean. But he's coming over in a little while. And he asked me to go on a date with him."

"OhIcanbeoverinafewminutesIhavetheprefectoutfitforyoutowearyou'vegot-"

"No Alice! No!" I say before she really gets on her makeover wagon and runs my ass over. "Not today. I need to be myself today, you know, to see if its still the same. I'm going to be nervous enough without the extras. Don't be mad Alice."

"Fine." I can tell she's pouting but not really mad. "But I'm only being generous Bella because I'm so happy for you. I was beginning to wonder if the two of you would ever see what was right under your noses."

"I'm so happy I almost can't stand it." I laugh. "I feel like I've loved him forever."

"I know exactly what you mean. I've know since first grade that I'm going to marry Jasper one day. Sounds silly but there's never been a doubt in my mind. Maybe you and Edward have that too." Alice says.

"Maybe. I'd like to think so." I sigh. "Okay, I really need to finish up because I missing Edward like crazy right now and he's waiting on me."

"Yea, yea, yea. Call me tomorrow and fill me in again. I don't think I can wait until Monday."

"Will do. Later." I hang up the phone and notice the time. I curse to myself as I realize that's its been forty five minutes.

I bathe quickly and then decide to shave too. I take a little more time with that because I really don't want Edward to have to bring me to see his dad at the hospital. When I'm done I dry off, brush my teeth and sweep my hair back in a messy bun before having a minor crisis over what to wear.

I chose my pretty turquoise bra with black lace trim. Thankfully Alice had the foresight to buy the matching underwear too. Its sexy but in an understated way. I've only worn them once before.

Rummaging through my closet is little more difficult. From the bed my phone chimes. This time it's Edward.

r u done yet I miss u

I smile because I don't want to be away from him either.

I'm ready miss u 2

My phone chimes again.

omw swthart

I quickly sort through my clothes until I find a nice top. It's a deep green, v-neck sweater that's not too warm. Just perfect because I can hear the rain pattering against roof and I'm sure the temperature has dropped ten degrees. I pull out my favorite pair of jeans, the knees are frayed and both back pockets have holes but damn are they comfortable. I just get my socks on when I hear the knock at the door.

I race down the stairs, my heart flying faster than my feet. I open the door and there's Edward looking devilishly handsome with his dripping hair and crooked smile.

"Hi." I beam.

His eyes green crinkle. "Hi beautiful."

Oh he's good. He's very good.

I step back so he can come in. He hangs his black jacket by the door and I bite my bottom lip to keep from moaning. He's wearing a grey shirt, its snug in all the right places and I'm entranced watching the way his muscles move under the material. Edward's not burly like Emmett, he's sleek and tone and it makes me breathless just watching him.

Edward turns to me and opens his arms and I literally throw myself at him. He chuckles and has to take half a step back to balance my unexpected momentum. But whatever. I wrap my arms tightly about his waist and bury my face against his collarbone. He smells like gingerbread and sunshine on a winter's day.

I feel him kiss my hair. "I'm glad you're happy to see me. I think I broke every speeding law there is on the way to your house." He admits wryly.

I lean back just enough to tilt my face up to his and grin. "That's the way you always drive."

He glares playfully, "Shut up and kiss me already." Then he smiles sweetly. "Please."

It's only what I've been wanting to do ever since I opened the door so I lean up on my tipy-toes so I can reach his lips. He lowers his head to accommodate my vertically challenged state and its like last night all over again. My heart races and my breath catches and all he does is press his lips against mine very gently.

I'm starting to love the butterflies. They're part of what makes kissing Edward so incredible.

I tilt my head and decide to try something. I lick at Edward's bottom lip and he groans, opening his mouth just enough so that I tug his lip between my teeth. I'm afraid to do it too hard so I just nibble a tiny bit and then let go. I think Edward likes it because his hands start rubbing my back restlessly.

"Bella," He pants, leaning back enough to look at me through narrowed eyes. "Where the hell did you learn to kiss like that?" He asks sharply and maybe a little jealously.

I shrug. "Alice."

Edward's green eyes glaze over. "You and Alice…"

It takes me a minute to understand the conclusion he readily jumped to. I push him away, rolling my eyes. "I didn't practice with Alice you perv. She just told me that when she does it to Jasper it drives him nuts and I was curious to try it." I explain.

He makes a grab for me but I skitter out of his reach and duck into the kitchen. My face is hot and my legs are a little wobbly. As much as I love how it makes me feel, it overwhelms me too. But it's not like I can really out maneuver Edward. In an instant I feel him behind me so I lean back and let him puts his arms around my waist and pull me against him.

Edward rests his chin on top my head, sounding insufferably condescending as he says, "I'm a guy Bella. What else am I going to think?"

"Horny bastard." I laugh.

"Hey, I hold you responsible for that too. I was doing fine until you told me you were getting naked."

I nudge my elbow into his ribs but he only laughs.

"And I haven't been able to stop thinking about you naked. You told me on purpose, didn't you?" He accuses in mock indignation.

"I said I was taking a bath. Your screwy head did the rest all on its own." I grunt as I try to pry his clasped hands apart. I probably shouldn't be wriggling to get free.

Suddenly my stomach growls, loud enough that Edward bursts out laughing. Its extremely embarrassing but also reminds me that I haven't eaten since lunch at school yesterday. Actually I'm starving.

"Did you eat yet?" I ask. "If not I can make us something."

"Well, I was going to offer to take you out somewhere. If you're game."

I glance at the kitchen window where the view is partially obscured from the slanting rain pattering against the glass. I don't really want to go out in that. But a part of me knows that if we stay here things are going to move too fast, just like last night. And while I really want to pick up where we left off, I also want there to be more to us than kissing and petting. A date is a good start.

"Where do you want to go?" I ask.

I'm not really thinking about food, I'm more into the spending time with Edward part of the equation. This will be the first time we've ever done anything together like a couple. And if Edward's smirk is anything to go by, he's thinking the same thing.

"How about that new Italian restaurant in Port Angeles?" He offers, knowing I've been wanting to go there since they opened.

I almost blurt a teasing "That's why I love you" but I catch myself just before the words spill out. I would have said it jokingly but Edward would know I meant it just by taking one look at my face. I don't think now is the time to say it, at all. Soon it will feel right but not quite yet. Instead I smile. "Now you're trying to spoil me."

"Really? I'm spoiling my smokin' hot girlfriend? Never occurred to me." He jokes sarcastically.

Girlfriend.

Edward said Girlfriend.

I do my little happy dance, internally of course, as I slide my arms around his neck and pull him down for another kiss. This time I forego the teasing and give him a good and proper kiss to show him that I like the girlfriend thing very, very much. I feel his hands move to my waist and before I realize what he's doing he's lifted me up and set me on the kitchen counter. I can taste him better with this new angle. The flavor of his minty toothpaste is faint but yummy and I wrap my legs around his hips to keep him pressed against me as close as possible.

I whimper in protest when the kiss ends and Edward chuckles, placing little pecks along my cheek and jaw. But that feels pretty good too so I keep running my fingers through his hair. Then my stomach growls again ruining the moment.

"Its saying feeeed meeee." Edward teases, using his best zombie voice.

I smack his shoulder, more embarrassed than amused. "You know, if my boyfriend wasn't such a horn dog groping me every five seconds and attacking me with kisses left and right then I might have been able to eat breakfast already. Just a little food for thought."

Edward remains completely unrepentant. "It's after one. You missed breakfast about four hours ago. Now I will gladly take the blame for distracting you but let me point out that you're quite a willing participant yourself. I'm only doing what you want me to do. And I'd even bet that you want me to do it again…" he kisses my cheek, "and again…" he kissed my nose, "and again…' he kisses my lips and grins. "Admit it, you want me."

How can someone be so adorable and so annoying?

I roll my eyes and playfully push his face away. "Right now I want food. I'll deal with you later."

Edward helps me down from the counter and I grab my keys on the way to the door. Like a gentleman he helps me into my jacket and after donning his own we head out into the pelting rain making a mad dash for his volvo.


A.N. - If you learn only one thing from reading this chapter then it is beware of bathroom doors. That scene actually happened to me and I lost the battle with door quite pathetically. Only I had a bruise above my eye for a few days that everyone kept asking about… lol. Can we say Bella moment?

Thanks for reading.