Twilight isn't mine. No copyright infringement is intended-just a little smutty fun;)

It was actually quite pleasant waking up to a warm, female body wrapped around mine. We'd fallen asleep spooning, but Bella had turned during the night and now her face was pressed against my chest.

I rolled onto my back to keep my morning wood from digging into her belly, and she mumbled an incoherent protest, scooting close to my side and wrapping her arm around my middle. I groaned inwardly as her hand slowly made its way down my abdomen, settling over the bulge in my boxers.

I closed my eyes, not wanting to wake her. Suddenly I heard a muffled giggle, and my eyes flew open to see Bella struggling to contain her laughter.

"Morning. Did you think I was doing that in my sleep?" Her smile was mischievous.

"I did until I heard you laugh, naughty girl." I eyed her sternly, all the while loving this playful side of her.

"I could, um, help you out with that," she whispered, obviously feeling bold this morning.

"Oh, yeah? What if I had something else in mind for this morning? What if you're messing with my plans, hmm? Maybe you need a spanking." I had no intention of doing it; I just wanted to see her reaction.

She didn't disappoint. Her breathing got fast and loud; her eyes were wide. I jumped up and situated myself between her legs, pushing them wide apart.

She gasped at my sudden move. I stopped what I was doing. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. What are you going to do?" There was uncertainty in her voice.

"I'll only do what you want me to do, Bella. I'm sorry if I scared you. I was just kidding about spanking you."

"Oh..." She still looked a little unsure.

"I promise, I only want to make you feel good. Lie back and close your eyes." She did, although I could see how rapidly her chest was rising and falling. I began kissing the insides of her knees, making my way up her thighs. I drew the silky skin of her inner thigh into my mouth, sucking lightly. Bella made a strangled noise and her hips bucked up towards my mouth.

I ran my nose along the center of her panties, breathing her in. I moaned, wanting her in every way possible.

"Can I take these off?ˮ I tugged on her panties. At her nod, I slid them off and held her thighs apart, blowing lightly on her pussy. The sensation made Bella instinctively try to close her legs.

"No, baby. Keep them open. If you don't like what I'm doing, tell me to stop, okay?" Before she could answer I took a long, slow lick up her slit. Oh, God.

This wasn't something I did a lot. For me, it was simply too intimate an act to engage in with casual partners. I had no such qualms with Bella, though. Her desperate little noises, her taste, the way she'd propped her foot on my shoulder, opening herself up further...it all made me fucking crazy, like I never wanted to come up for air. I needed to see her come like this.

I concentrated my efforts on her clit and gently pushed my finger inside. She squirmed a bit, but as I stroked and licked her moans came faster and louder until I felt her clench around my finger. Her thighs tensed and I looked up to see her eyes tightly closed, lips parted as she panted through her orgasm.

I kissed and licked her inner thighs as she came down. She reached down to comb her fingers through my sweaty hair, smiling and blushing as our eyes met. I moved up to lie beside her.

"I love your blush," I whispered, causing the pink in her cheeks to deepen. "It makes you seem so...innocent."

She snorted and rolled her eyes, making me laugh. "Okay, not so innocent I suppose, but it's true, Bella. I don't mean it to sound like some old pervert. It's refreshing. You're sweet and open and just...you. You don't try to be something you're not."

"Except when I ambushed you in your bed like some kind of bad porno. Gah." She hid her face under the pillow.

"Hey. Don't be embarrassed—I know it took a lot for you to do that, and I'm glad you did. Although you kind of scared the hell out of me."

She peeked out. "I scared you? In what way?"

"I felt like I shouldn't even consider doing what you were asking, for so many reasons. But seeing you there, so beautiful..." I hadn't even untangled my emotions and thoughts on the subject enough to know how I really felt, and I found it impossible to explain it to Bella. So I left it hanging there and kissed her.

When we came up for air, I had a question. "So, was that okay? I didn't hurt you when I touched you, did I?"

Bella looked into my eyes, and what I saw there both thrilled and terrified me. "It was amazing. I—I didn't expect you to do that, I guess. It was a little weird, at first, but—ˮ her voice trailed off into a whisper—"it felt so good. And no, you didn't hurt me. I've, um, touched myself before."

Fuuuck. Like I wasn't achingly hard already. Images of Bella touching herself flooded my brain. Did she think of me when she she slid her fingers in—

Knock knock knock

An insistent pounding on my bedroom door jolted me back to reality. My heart skipped a beat, despite knowing that it could only be Jasper or Alice. The illicit nature of what we were doing had made me paranoid.

"Wake up, you lazy things. Breakfast is served!" Alice's footsteps faded away as she ran down the stairs.

Glancing at my phone I saw that it was eight thirty. As much as I hated to leave the bed, especially with a hard-on, Alice would be back if we didn't appear downstairs. I crushed Bella to me, sucking on her neck lightly. I knew I couldn't leave a mark, though part of me wanted nothing more. "I bet whatever Alice has whipped up isn't half as good as you were," I whispered huskily. I laughed at Bella's red face as I got up to head for the shower to wash and take care of my problem.

Jasper smirked as Bella and I walked into the kitchen. "Well, here come the loveb—ˮ I shot him a look and he shut up. I chose to ignore his asinine comment.

As we enjoyed the banana pancakes Alice had made, she told us that Emmett and his girlfriend Rosalie would be coming over tonight to hang out.

She eyed Bella and me. "Is that okay with the two of you? I mean they don't have to know what's going on with you, but if you're uncomfortable—ˮ

I wasn't even sure what was going on with Bella and me at this point, and I damn sure didn't want to try and explain it to Emmett. He'd be worse than Jasper with the smart-ass commentary. "No, that's fine with me. Bella?"

She looked at me in surprise. "Um, it's fine with me."

So that was settled. We'd all be hanging out tonight, and Bella and I would have to act like there was nothing unusual going on between us. Piece of cake.

Jasper had picked out some dvds, Alice had ordered pizza and Bella was making a double batch of what I'd come to think of as my brownies. I sidled up next to her, pushing her hair away from her neck to kiss it. She shivered. "You're okay with this, right? If anyone asks questions or says anything to you—ˮ

Her smile was forced. "Don't worry, Edward. I won't tell anyone. I'll deny it, if anyone asks."

Damn it. She thought I was embarrassed about being with her. "Bella, that's—ˮ

Just then Emmett burst into the kitchen and I jumped away from Bella. "Edward, what's up, man? Hey, Bella! You move in here yet, or what? Does Charlie remember what you look like?"

Bella rolled her eyes at his antics, and they joked and chatted for a few minutes. It occurred to me that my friends had grown up around Bella, too, but they'd had a far easier relationship with her than I had. Her crush had always made me keep my distance. After all these years, I was just getting to know the real Bella.

Emmett insisted on watching The Fast and The Furious Number Twenty-Nine or something like that. Bella caught my eye and mimed putting a gun to her head and I stifled a laugh, recalling our shared disdain for such mainstream dreck. Emmett had brought beer, and although Bella was only eighteen, I didn't feel I had the right to tell her she couldn't drink, especially when Alice grabbed one. She wouldn't be driving and I knew she wasn't the type to get completely smashed, so I didn't say anything when she grabbed a bottle.

What I didn't know was that Bella had never really drunk before, not even beer. So, after a bottle and a half, Bella had pretty much forgotten that we were supposed to be keeping our new, undefined status under wraps for the time being. After she'd rubbed my thigh for the third time, I got up and escaped to the kitchen.

While I rinsed out the empty bottles,willing my semi to go away, Emmett walked in. "Dude, what is going on with you and Bella? Are you finally tapping that? You know she's always been hot for you."

I had barely opened my mouth to protest when he exclaimed, "Holy shit! You are. I need details, man."

With a sigh, I swore him to secrecy and gave him a somewhat sanitized version of the truth. "Look, Em, I don't know, I just realized that Bella's all grown up, you know? She beautiful, and sweet and funny and I just want to spend some time with her and see if there's anything there, you know? Don't say anything; I don't want to embarrass her or make her self-conscious. Nothing's happened yet."

So, I had lied about nothing having happened. But the rest of it was pretty much exactly what I was feeling. I was getting to know Bella. I already knew there was something there; the question was, what was I going to do about it?

I was pretty sure Emmett bought it. We went back to the family room, where Bella was dozing on one of the armchairs. I longed to carry her upstairs and put her to bed, crawl in next to her and fall asleep with our bodies wrapped around one another.

Finally, at twelve-thirty, Emmett and Rose decide to call it a night. As they left, he winked and high-fived me like the big kid he was. After they'd gone Alice pulled me aside. "Does he know?"

"No. I told him we were just spending some time together, that's all."

She eyed me speculatively. "Is that all that's going on?"

I leaned my head against the wall, running a hand through my hair. "Fuck, Alice, I don't know. No, I mean, Bella's amazing. She's pretty perfect, actually. Does she really want...more with me? Wouldn't she like to play the field, go out and have fun? There will be guys all over her next year at UDub." The thought of her playing the field made me feel like throwing up, actually. I'd want to strangle any fucker who put a hand on Bella.

"The two of you need to talk. Soon. Don't take my word for it; ask her exactly what she wants. Figure out what you want. I think you already know." She smiled. "You're a smart guy, Edward—when you're not thinking with your dick. If you let her go and regret it, you'll have no one to blame but yourself."

I would talk to Bella about what would happen after the week was over. Not tonight, but I would do it. Soon.

Bella was yawning and stretching when I got back to the family room. I knelt in front of her. "Hey, sleepy girl. Time for bed. Can you walk, or shall I carry you cave-man style again?"

That got her up. "I'll walk!"

"You know you loved it." I swatted her ass as she ran past me.

We entered my room together, and Bella flicked off the light switch I had turned on, leaving us in darkness. Her hands settled on my hips, and she stood on tiptoes to whisper in my ear. "I want to, um, repay the favor from this morning."

Jesus Christ. Was she saying what I thought she was saying? "Bella, you don't have to do that. It's late, and you've been drinking. Let's just go to bed, okay?" It killed me to say those words, but I didn't want to be an asshole.

"Edward, I want to. I only had one beer, and that was hours ago. Don't you want me to?"

If only she knew how much I wanted her to. Right now, there were few things I wanted more. As I debated with myself, she began to undo the button fly of my jeans. She could undoubtedly feel how very much I wanted her to do this.

Her fingers brushed my cock as she pulled open my fly and lightly stroked me over my boxers. I wished she hadn't turned off the light; if she was going to do this, I wanted to watch.

"Bella. Let's do this on the bed. Do you mind if I light the candle? I want to see you."

"Okay." We were standing next to my bed. Bella pushed my jeans and boxers down in one motion, leaving my hard cock to slap against my stomach. She pushed on my chest, and I sat on the edge of the bed, kicking off my bunched-up jeans.

I pulled my T-shirt over my head and threw it to the side while Bella undressed down to her bra and panties. It was a thrill to see how confident she was becoming.

She knelt before me and I groaned at the image. She wasn't even doing anything yet, and I felt like I could come at any second.

She smiled up at me, but I could tell she was nervous. She grasped my cock and gave it a few slow strokes, then leaned forward and ran her tongue along the underside.

"Shit!" I had to close my eyes and take a deep breath, or this was going to be embarrassing.

"Show me," Bella whispered. "Show me what you like."

"Fuck, you're doing just fine, Bella. Just take it in your mouth and move up and down, do what feels good to you. It'll feel great for me, don't worry."

She followed my instruction, and I moaned as I was engulfed by the wet warmth of her mouth. As she moved up and down my shaft she used more suction, and it was heavenly. I wove my fingers through her hair, not controlling her movements but gently helping her to set the pace.

"Use your tongue, baby... that's it."

Damn, Bella was a quick study. She didn't take me all the way in, but used her hand to stroke in time with her sucking.

Then she did something that surprised me, and tipped me over the edge. Reaching down, she massaged my balls, and I immediately felt the tightening in my groin that signaled my approaching orgasm.

I grasped her shoulder, pushing her back a little. I didn't want her to get an unexpected and unpleasant surprise.

"What's—ˮ

I fell back on the bed, coming all over my stomach. I lay there, panting, as Bella scooted up next to me.

"You didn't have to move. I would've...you know." She handed me the T-shirt I'd flung off and I cleaned myself up.

Her inability to say it out loud was both amusing and endearing. "I wanted to give you the choice, but when you touched my balls I barely had time to warn you."

Nuzzling her neck, I whispered, "How'd you know to do that, hmm? Did you know that would drive me fucking crazy?"

She giggled. "I watched videos. For, um, pointers. I didn't want to ask Alice."

Thank God. I doubted Alice wanted to give blow-job tips that would be put to use on her brother any more than I wanted to be the recipient of said tips. Eww.

"Well, that was incredible. Thank you." I kissed her deeply, something I'd never really liked doing after receiving a blow-job. With Bella, somehow I didn't mind.

With Bella, a lot of things were different. I felt a level of comfort and intimacy that I hadn't felt with other women. I felt protective of her.

I thought that maybe I'd found someone worth making time for.

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