I DO NOT OWN TWLIGHT, TRUST ME. IF I DID, I WOULD NOT BE ON HERE. I WOULD BE AT THE BEACH! I DO OWN POLICEWARD, MK?
April 2005: PROM NIGHT
I'd waited for this day since freshman year. I looked at the pretty blue dress, running my fingers over the ruffles and along the v of the halter-top of the dress. I had my yellow cardigan hanging next to it and my converse below. I was ready. I was ready. Edward and I had discussed this. I was a virgin and I was ready. Who better than with Edward? He'd had some experience. First that slutty cheerleader who was a senior when he was a freshman and then Lauren. Thank god that bitch was gone. Phew. He told me that after their date at the movie theatre and dinner, he'd started to drive her home, but she said she wasn't ready. So he took her to the lake.
Our lake, but I pretend that doesn't bother me.
Anyway, he took her to the lake and then she went down on him. He said that blow jobs were pretty intense, especially for a virgin..which he was, until her. It upset me, because I thought that he would be my first and I would be his, but I guess I can't be too mad. Lauren was a slut and I well, I'm just his best friend. One of the guys. I mentally rolled my eyes as I walked away from the dress and plopped down on my bed. Closing my eyes, I felt my head hit the pillow and took a deep breath. "Knock, knock," said a gruff voice from the door.
I opened my eyes to see Charlie standing there with a flower in his hand. I sat up and moved from the bed, over to him, "What's up Dad?"
Charlie cleared his throat and then handed me the rose, "I thought you might need a flower for Edward, so I, uh, I got this."
This was nothing new to me. My father always loved me and I knew this, sometimes he and I just didn't know how to express it. I looked down, blinking and running my fingers through my long, brown hair, "Thanks Dad. I appreciate it." I licked my bottom lip; "I didn't have one so this is fantastic. Edward will be happy." I chuckled, knowing my Dad really liked Edward.
"Is Rose going to come over and get ready with you?" he asked as he kicked his shoe along the wood. "I want to see, but they need me at the station-"
"Oh Dad. It's nothing spectacular. No big deal. I'll take some pictures," I nodded.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course. Really, it's no big deal. I wouldn't be going unless Rose wasn't dragging me along." Okay, so it was a lie. So what?
"Alright, well, just don't stay out too late and have a good time," he said and then leaned forward, kissing my forehead. His mustache tickled my sensitive skin as he pulled away, heading to his room and getting ready for his shift. In less than 20 minutes, Charlie was out of the door and the squad car was gone.
Then it was just me.
I quickly jumped in the shower, shaving every single thing of hair off my body. Rose had taken me for a bikini wax, but last minute, I chickened out and ended up with a trimmed up bush. Thank god. Edward would have run away crying.
After my shower, I headed to my room with my robe on, working on some make up and my hair. Rose showed up not too long into my hair drying and worked on it. She curled the ends even more and then put it up half way, making it look half way decent. See, I was never the one that boys went for. Rose was. She was beautiful and had long legs and blond hair to back it up. That's how she landed Emmett Cullen- Edward' s brother. He was the Captain of the football team and she was the cheerleader. Typical. I was the bookworm and Edward was the nerdy, sports guy that everyone wanted. Not too mention he could do anything he wanted. Guitar? Got it. Piano? Got it. Soccer? Nailed it. He was just lucky like that.
Me? I was just your plain 'ole Bella. Fantastic.
When my hair was done, Rose helped me into my dress, giving me some racy lingerie and then helped me into my converse. She wasn't too happy about those. Before long, she and I were ready and making alterations when we heard knocks at the door. I slowly made my way down the steps, knowing better than to run because I would fall and turned the handle of the knob, opening the door.
And there he was.
Edward's tux was black and his vest was the color of my dress. His green eyes sparkled and danced as he walked inside, taking in my dress. "You're beautiful," he whispered to me as he leaned down and kissed my temple. He always knew how to make me feel better.
I smiled and squeezed his hand, blushing, "Thank you."
I looked up and saw Emmett with a grin. I gave him a hug before I was forgotten. His woman was in the room. "Baby, you look so smokin'," he said as he whistled and saw Rosalie's crimson dress. It hugged her tall frame and her tits looked huge. I looked down at my size B cups and sighed. Nothing could ever be easy for Isabella Marie Swan. Never.
"Ready?" asked Edward as he held out his elbow to me. I looked up at him and smiled before taking his arm in mine and walking out of the house after Emmett and Rose. I locked up the house and stuck the key into my purse and walked with Edward out to the Volvo, which Esme and Carlisle, his parents, had just bought him for graduation. I slid into the leather seat and leaned back; my nerves were already on frenzy and we hadn't even gotten to the dance yet.
Edward stroked the back of my knuckles as he drove to the high school with Emmett and Rose in the back already making out. This was nothing new to any of us. Us also included our friend Jasper who was taking a girl named Maria. He'd been jonesing after her forever.
We parked in the normal spot for Edward and took a deep breath as Rose and Emmett began to get out and head inside. "Are you okay, Bella?" Edward asked.
I looked over at him and nodded, though I had to take another shaky breath, "Just nervous."
"About the dance?"
I looked toward his green eyes and blushed, "That and the other thing."
Edward took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair, licking his pouty, pink lips. "Listen, Bells," he began before looking at me, "I know you say you're ready, but if you're not-"
"That's not it."
"I knew it," he said as he laughed, shakily, "it's me." My mouth opened. He thought I didn't want him like that? I had to laugh. Chuckles filled my mouth along with snorts and tears fell from my eyes. "Thanks Bella," Edward muttered, picking at his loosened tie.
"Oh, Edward. Are you that stupid?" I asked through my laughter. "You think I'm not attracted to you?" Edward looked at me sheepishly, nodding. Oh god, he was serious. I quickly composed myself and then leaned over, pulling his chin up, "Edward Anthony Masen-Cullen, you listen to me. I am just nervous because you have experience and I might be bad."
There. I said it. It was the first time I admitted it to anyone. Even myself. I quickly moved back and sat against the door. Edward looked at me as if I was stupid, "Are you serious?'
I nodded and looked down at my fingers, seeing my stubby fingers. Gah, I was stupid. Why did I do this?
"Bella, look at me," he said. So I did. His eyes captured mine, holding me. "I don't care that you are a virgin. I don't care that you haven't had a lot of experience and I have had some. Do you know why this will be the best I will have ever had? Do you know why you're going to be the girl I remember the most?"
I shook my head because honestly, I didn't know. Who was I? Yeah, I was his best friend, but the one he remembers the most? No, I didn't know.
"Because you are my best friend. And you are what will make it good," he said. I knew he was sincere and it made me relax. It made me smile his favorite smile and lean over, kissing his cheek.
"Thank you Edward," I whispered before pulling back and sliding on my cardigan. "Let's go dance and then we'll get out of here."
"Sounds like a plan," he said as he opened the door and then walked around the car, opening mine and helping me out. He then locked the door and grasped my hand, linking our fingers together. We walked into the gym together, getting our picture taken and sitting down next to Emmett and Rose and then Maria and Jasper. Maria and I made small talk about the math club while Emmett and Rose danced and Jasper and Edward made bets to see how long it would take them to fight.
Edward won. Rosalie stormed off and Emmett after her. So cute.
Edward asked me to dance and I unwillingly went up there. I stepped on his feet a couple times, but I knew he didn't care. He slowly placed his hand at the small of my back, pulling me closer to his body and then planting my feet on top of his. We danced for a few songs before moving back and eating our dinner and then saw that Emmett and Rosalie got King and Queen. By then, they were completely fine.
Around 10:30, I placed my hand on Edward's thigh and looked at him. "I'm ready to leave," I whispered to him as everyone else was talking. He nodded and stood up, pulling me with him. We said our good byes and then walked toward the door. He slowly walked us to the Volvo and opened my door.
Sliding in, I felt my nerves begin to kick in again, but I pushed them back. I was safe. I was with Edward. He climbed into the driver's side and then started back toward his house. Carlisle and Esme were in Italy seeing Edward's Uncles Marcus, Aro, and Caius. The lights were out when we got to his house. I grew up in the large, glass house, playing hide n seek with Edward when we were younger. And then listening to emo music in his room when we were 14. Now doing homework outside along the bank of the creek.
"Bella, where are you?" he whispered as he turned on the light of the kitchen, leaning against the counter. I looked along his body, seeing the way his suit hugged his body and the way his skin contrasted with the white oxford shirt under his jacket.
I smiled and shook my head, "Just remembering."
He walked toward me and placed his hands at my hips, something that was new for he and I. I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck and took a deep breath, "How about we make new memories?"
I blushed, "Here? In the kitchen?"
Edward chuckled in my ear, making me moan softly before he pulled back, "No, not here, you silly girl. Let me get a few things and then we will go upstairs." He placed me on a chair and then he was off. He was gone for a good ten minutes, leaving me to my thoughts of what was about to happen and whom I was with.
When he was back, I stared into his green eyes and then moved my brown orbs along his body. He'd taken off his jacket and loosened his tie further, allowing me to see his undershirt. "Come with me," he whispered, holding his large hand out to mine. I grasped my hand in his and linked my fingers with his long ones before following him along the dark house and up the steps. He helped me toward his room where I took in the surroundings and gasped.
It was covered in glowing, white candles. They were everywhere and surrounding the bed, which was covered in a golden comforter. I looked at him and watched the glow of the candles against his pale skin. "Edward, you didn't have to do this," I said, looking around once more as I made my way through the path he'd made.
He followed me and turned me toward him, "Yes I did. You're not just some girl, Bella."
Sometimes I wished I was.
"Why?" I finally asked as he placed his hands at my hips once more and looked into my eyes.
"Because you're my Bella," he said. His chin lowered and his eyes looked at my lips. I looked at his before my eyes closed and I felt his warm, soft lips against mine. I took his pouty bottom lip between mine and sucked on it softly, kissing him. His chest was against mine as he held me to him, so protectively.
I pulled back, needing to breathe as his lips moved down my jaw and found purchase on my neck. I moaned. It felt so good. My stomach was quivering with anticipation as wetness coated my panties. He pulled back and placed his hands on my neck, kissing me once more. His lips were so warm. So wonderful. "So good," he whispered into my mouth before I pulled back and tugged at his tie. I loosened it gently and then set it on the bed, careful not to throw it on the candles.
That would be very typical Bella.
I then brought my shaky hands to the buttons of his shirt and looked into his eyes as I pushed them one by one through the holes. When they were all done and the shirt opened, I pushed it off his shoulders and caught it, setting it on the bed.
"Let me get you on the bed, Bella," he said softly, his voice rough and ragged. It made me so much wetter. I nodded and then walked toward the edge of the bed and leaned down to untie my shoes, but Edward had other ideas. He picked me up and set me on the edge before kneeling and slowly taking off my shoes, kissing my ankles and calves. I moaned as his mouth exposed my skin so delicately.
When my shoes were off, Edward stood back up as my hands shot toward his belt, loosening the belt and tugging it off. "I want these off," I whispered with a blush, but I didn't care. This was the first time in my life that I didn't care. My heart was beating so fast that it was all I could hear in my ears. That and the sound of our breaths. I popped open Edward's pants and pushed them down, leaving him in his under shirt and boxers. He stopped my hands and brought a finger to my mouth.
"Slow," he whispered and brought his mouth to my neck, making me groan and moaned as my fingers moved through his silky hair. His one hand was wrapped around my back, holding me off the bed and to his lips whereas the other was cupping my breast, kneading it perfectly. "Oh, Edward," I moaned as I threw my head back.
Before too long, the straps of my dress were being peeled off and down my body, leaving me in panties and a strapless bra. His lips fell to the swells of my cleavage, kissing and sucking at the skin. I couldn't control my voice as I mewled after him; his name falling from my lips over and over. His nose and tongue nudged at the edges of my strapless until one of my nipples slipped out. His warm mouth envelope it, sucking and lightly biting at the peak. I took in a breath fast, moaning as I arched my back into his mouth.
"Oh fuck, Edward," I moaned and rolled my hips up into his hips as he lay lightly on top of me. My hands grasped his shoulders, squeezing the fabric that bunched there. "Edward please," I whimpered. His mouth released my swollen peak and he looked at me.
His green eyes allowing me to get lost.
"What, Bella? What do you want?" he asked, his voice husky and manly. I growled and rolled us over.
My thighs straddled his hips as I reached around, unclasping my bra. "I want you naked," I whispered. He moaned, his hips shooting up and hitting me in my pussy. I hissed, "Fuck!"
His hands landed on my hips, grinding me into his erection and Jesus Christ. He was huge. I gulped and grabbed at the hem of his shirt, slowly bringing it over his head. When he was shirtless, I leaned down and ran my fingers through the hair there before sucking a nipple into my mouth. I mimicked his ministrations, sucking and biting softly at his nipple. He growled and grunted my name as his hands reached around and cupped my ass.
His fingers slid under the elastic of my thong, making me moan as he kneaded my ass. I bit down on his nipple a bit harder just to hear him moan my name: "Bella," he moaned loudly. My name echoed off the walls as I slipped his nipple from my mouth, looking into his eyes, which were clouded with lust and want. Before I knew it, I was being rolled over and on my back, Edward back on top of me. He groaned and licked at my bottom lip.
"Bella, you're so beautiful," he whispered to me, pulling back and making me look at him through hazy eyes.
I gulped and ran my fingers through his hair and down along his shoulders, "Touch me, Edward. Make me feel good." I begged him and he knew it, but I didn't care. I wanted his touch. His nod beckoned another moan from my lips as his hands moved from my breasts and down my stomach, skirting along the hem of my panties and then pushing inside. My skin felt so hot, sweat lined by eye brows as I felt his long fingers run through the small amount of trimmed curls and down along my slit.
"Holy-" he moaned as he felt how aroused I was. "You're so wet."
I was shaking, moaning, "More." He complied and spread my lips with his fingers, running his thumb along my clit and down to my entrance. He slowly brought his pointer finger to my entrance, easing one finger inside. It wasn't comfortable, but when he curled his fingers just right..just like that. It was so good. "Ung, Edward," I cried out as he removed his fingers and pulled back, pulling down my panties until I was naked before him.
This was the first time I'd ever been naked in front of anyone, especially Edward. His eyes darted from my face to my chest and down to the juncture between my legs, "Christ, Bella. Can I have you? Please?"
He wanted to make sure I was ready. And I was. I was safe.
I nodded and then watched as he slid off of the bed and pushed his boxers down his legs, exposing his engorged cock to me. And my God, it was big. Edward was the biggest I'd ever seen and at the time, the only one I'd ever seen. I began to panic then, shaking. How was that going to fit?
He looked to my eyes and slowly leaned back down on the bed. "Shh, it's okay. I won't hurt you, Bella." He placed his hand at my jaw, kissing softly, "Breathe." Breathe.
I took in a deep breath and nodded, reaching down and slowly touching his dick. The head was a tint of purple and seeping gently. He hissed as my hand made contact and looked me in the eyes, "Bella.."
"I want to," I whispered.
He allowed me to watch the way his skin moved as I stroked his dick softly, squeezing gently at the base, which made him whimper. I wanted to taste it, but I didn't know how to ask. "Edward?"
"Mm.."
"Can I.." I began, nervously.
He looked at me and his eyes widened quickly. He got it. Good. "You want to suck my dick?" I nodded slowly and then looked down, blushing. Before I could be completely embarrassed, Edward pulled my chin up softly, "I want you to. Will you?" I nodded quickly and bit my bottom lip before slowly moving down next to his twitching member and took a deep breath. I then reached my tongue forward and ran it along the head, like a sucker. His intake of breath and slur of curses made me bolder as I took him into my mouth and sucked.
"Jesus Christ!" He moaned, his back arching. I continued with my ministrations until he couldn't handle it anymore and tugged at my hair softly. "I need to be inside of you," he panted and I nodded, gently sitting up and laying back against the pillows.
My body shook, but not with fear. With hunger, desire. I needed Edward and I wanted him. This was it. He reached over and grabbed a condom, showing me how to roll it on, pinching the top to leave room for his semen. When he was covered, he pulled me on top of him, saying it would help with the pain because I could control how far inside he went. I trusted him and I told him so.
He leaned up to kiss me and then positioned me above him before leaning back and grasping my hands, "I'm here. I'll always be here," he whispered to me as I slowly sunk down on him.
I gritted my teeth at the pain. It fucking hurt as Edward's cock stretched me and twitched inside. He was shaking with the need to pound into me. I knew it because he told me so. When I was sitted finally on top of him, I took a few minutes, groaning and panting. "I'm here, " he whispered once more.
I knew he was. He always would be.
When I felt okay, my hips began to move out of it's own purchase, feeling the head of his dick against my inner walls. I squeezed around him, making him thrust softly up into me. "Mmm.." I moaned out, feeling the electricity inside of me spark.
"That's it, Bella. Feel me," he whispered and leaned up into sitting position and licked at my nipples. He sucked one into his mouth, biting down as I called out his name, moving faster.
I placed my hands at his shoulders and rode him. My nails bit into his skin, leaving red marks, but he didn't seem to notice. I vaguely heard the noise of music in the background. I didn't even know that he'd had music on. Why I never heard it until that moment was beyond me, but I did.
Did you know that I love you?
Come and lay with me.
I love you.
And honestly, I love you.
You make me feel alive.
And I'll love you,
Until the end of time.
My hands shake clasped with fear,
As you come near
To say goodnight, just like a dove.
A peaceful sign.
To help us by.
As you come in.
Let this begin.
Stars fall like dust, our lips will touch.
We speak too much.
My body began to shake, hearing the words. What did it all mean? I closed my eyes in ecstasy as I leaned back, my hair running along his thighs. "Please cum," he whispered to me, his body shaking. His thumb began smoothing circles over my clit, making my hips move faster, trying to chase down the orgasm I so desperately needed.
"Please!" I cried, jerking my hips forward just right. Yes. There it was. White light erupted behind my eyelids, making my body jerk as I vaguely heard Edward. It sounded like he was underwater, but the music was clear and in my ear.
"Yes, Bella!" he cried out as I felt his hot release hit the head of the condom inside of me. I called out his name once more before slumping back and falling toward his chest. Everything that had been loud a moment ago was so quiet. It was like there had been no music. No Edward. Just panting.
Him and me.
I mumbled that I was tired as he lowered us to the bed and rolled me over so I was on my side. "I need to clean you up," he whispered, but I was drifting. The next thing I knew, there was a warm cloth at my pussy, cleaning up the blood and juices.
When I woke up, it was at the feel of Edward's fingers tracing circles at my hipbone. I looked up into his green eyes and smiled, my body semi sore as I stretched. "Have you slept?" I asked.
He merely shook his head and pulled me closer, "I wanted to talk to you about something." Oh yeah. I had wanted to say something too. Music..there was something. Was it a band? A song? Yes, a song. But what. "It's kind of hard to say," he said, looking down at his hands.
"You can tell me anything," I told him. My hand laid on his chest, promising that I would be there.
"Bella, I-" A ring. My phone.
I quickly moved over the bed and to my purse, grabbing out the phone and seeing my father's number. "Hello?" My back was away from Edward even though I was naked I didn't feel uncomfortable. My dad told me that I needed to come back home soon because it was way passed time and he was worried. When I hung up, I turned back to Edward and sighed, "Sorry. Charlie wants me home."
Edward looked down and nodded, "Yes, of course. I didn't notice the time." He got up and grabbed his boxers, slipping them on and began to gather my clothes.
"What were you going to say?" I asked.
He looked at me then, determining whether he wanted to tell me or not before shaking his head, "Don't worry about it. It wasn't important." I furrowed my brows as I slid on my bra and panties, getting redressed.
"Are you sure?" He just nodded.
When I was dressed and so was he, we climbed into the Volvo and headed back to my house. The drive was quiet and dark, but that was okay. Edward and I were okay. I patted his hand and then turned toward the door, now that we were parked in front of my house. "Thanks Edward," I whispered, as I was about to close the door.
"Bella?"
Before I closed the door, I looked down and saw Edward staring at me. "Yeah?"
He was at war with himself once again, "Thanks..ya know? For everything. Trusting me."
I shook my head, "Edward, I will never not trust you. You're my best friend."
"Friend," he repeated.
"The best," I said back to him and closed the door, hurrying up the door. When I walked inside, I went up to my bedroom, hearing Charlie snoring from the couch and took a shower. I didn't want to wash off the smell of him, but it was important that my father didn't smell it.
When I was dried and dressed, I grabbed my phone and dialed a number. "Hello?" said a voice on the other end.
"Yes, Eric? It's Bella," I began and took a deep breath, "I want to do it. I want to join the agency."
I could hear the smile on the other side of the phone, "That's fantastic, Bella. Come by tomorrow and we will get you set up. And welcome to the Call Girl business." With that, he hung up and so did I, with a smile.
A/N: I used a song by one of my favorite bands: Angels & Airwaves. If you have not heard of them, listen to the song: Breathe (which the lyrics were taken from). It is a fantastic song and I thought it would add a bit of perspective on our great Edward.
What would you say if I wanted to write a EPOV? Should I or should I stick with Bella?
As always, much love.
