It's time for our boy to have his first kiss
I hope it's not a total miss.
Read on to see if he makes it to first base
Don't eat or drink anything, just in case
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And you, lovely readers, for making this all worthwhile.
Chapter 7
So, yeah, I had a word with Jasper as soon as I got home from my date. The word being 'asshole', quickly followed by my fist to his face. That got me grounded for the week but I didn't care. It sure felt good. Every time I saw the bruise on his ugly mug, I smiled. We were fine a few days later. That's what brothers do – call each other asshole or fucktard, scrap it out, and then we're okay. Although I still think he's mostly an ass.
I did learn something from the whole experience, though. If I ever needed advice again, Jasper was not my man. Which was a bummer, because I had a situation I wanted some guidance on.
Bella and I were into our second week being 'more than friends'. Things between us were good but we hadn't really progressed from what we were to anything different. We didn't even hold hands but we did sit together in the cafeteria for lunch. Lauren Mallory came over to our table and sort of giggled when she asked Bella if I was her boyfriend. She left before Bella could answer which sucked because I was interested in her answer. I didn't know what we were. Perhaps we were in relationship limbo.
Couples kissed, right? Well, I'm ashamed to admit I hadn't kissed her yet so I guess we weren't one. Truthfully, I didn't know how. Don't get me wrong, I got the gist of it – mouths together, insert tongue – but surely there was some skill involved that I wasn't privy to. I opted to talk to someone I considered an expert on kissing.
"Mom? Do you have a minute?" I sat down at the island and watched as she chopped veggies for dinner.
"Of course, honey. What's on your mind?"
I snuck a carrot off the cutting board and chewed thoughtfully before I started talking.
"Bella and I are kind of, sort of, together."
"Yes, I noticed she was hanging out with you more than Rosalie this past week. That's nice."
I nodded. "There's a small problem, though."
Mom put down her knife and gave me her undivided attention. I loved that she always made time for me whenever I needed her.
"Go on."
I started blushing before I got my words out. "I haven't kissed her yet. I, uh, don't really know how. I was wondering if you had any tips or something? You know, since you and Dad are always doing it."
Thankfully, she didn't laugh. But someone else did. Of course, that was right when Jasper walked into the kitchen.
"You did not just ask Mom how to kiss, did you? Oh my God. Classic, Edward, classic."
I gave him the finger.
"Jasper, that's enough." Mom scolded him then added. "And if this ends up on Facebook or Twitter, you lose the car for the week."
My brother scowled at Mom ruining his fun before grabbing an apple and headed up to his room.
"Awww! It's very sweet of you to ask. A girl always remembers a first kiss. I think the key is to take your time. Don't rush it."
"Okay, so we put our lips together and I stick my tongue in her mouth. Then what? I mean, how's that fun?" I scratched my head; Mom smiled.
"It's pretty fun. Trust me."
It would be great if she'd stop smiling like that, it was kind of gross.
"Don't mind me, just getting a drink." Fucking Jasper sauntered into the kitchen again, nosy ass. Thankfully Mom waited until he was out of earshot to talk again.
"First of all, you don't want to start by ramming your tongue down her throat. Take things slow; let Bella lead. I promise you will figure out what to do fairly quickly. Try not to over think it; let it happen naturally."
"I don't want to screw things up. I mean, I want to screw...never mind."
"Take my advice and go slow – and I'm not just talking about kissing." She narrowed her eyes at me.
"Whoa! I haven't even kissed her yet. No need to lecture about anything more than that."
"Things can easily get out of hand when you're kissing. A boob grope here, a butt grab there, add in a little dry humping..."
Well, at least she didn't mention pegging, whatever the hell that was. I still didn't know and honestly, didn't want to.
"I was once your age, Edward, I know how good those caresses can feel. Heck, they still feel good."
Eewww.
"They leave you wanting more. But you need to stop before things get too out of control. Be a gentleman. Come home and take care of things yourself. I know you know what I'm talking about."
I wisely chose not to feign innocence.
"Thanks, I think. I was only looking for advice on kissing but I appreciate you going the extra mile. I think I'll go to my room now."
I left before she could go any further.
Mom's advice was great and all, but I wanted to know the actual mechanics on how to kiss. So after I finished talking to her, I turned to Google. Probably should have done that first. There was a lot of valuable information on there. Some of the videos were very … enlightening.
Remind me I need to do some laundry later. I'm running low on socks.
I did learn some vital pieces of information:
Before you lean in for the kiss, compliment her. Tell her she's pretty; something so she knows you care about her. As long as I didn't mention tampons, I could totally do that.
Pull her into a hug and hold her there for a bit – maybe 10 to 15 seconds. Rub her back a little in a comforting yet romantic way. Doable.
One website suggested passing chewing gum from your mouth to your partner's. That was the route I was going to take. It seemed perfect – we'd both have minty breath as a bonus. Win; win.
The following day I was psyching myself up for my first kiss. As I walked Bella home I couldn't stop thinking about it. Outside her front door we said our usual goodbye of 'I'll call you later' and I gave her a hug, you know- like Google suggested. And patted her back. Then I stopped because it felt like I was burping a baby, so I just held her. I was aiming for the ten-second mark.
One Mississippi.
Two Mississippi.
Three—
Bella pulled away.
"Are you counting?"
Shoot, that should have been in my head.
I ignored her question.
"I've been meaning to tell you that you smell good."
The way Bella smiled I knew the compliment was the right thing to do – thanks, Google!
"Thank you."
"Really, you do. I wish I could wax your scent into a candle."
Bella gave me a 'what the fuck' look. What? I thought that was witty. Apparently not.
I stood there debating how to go about getting that kiss. Was I supposed to ask permission first? Mom said to let it happen naturally, but I thought I should be polite about it.
"Bella, I was wondering something."
"What's that?"
"Can I…I mean, would it be okay…I kind of want to kiss you. If I'm being honest, I want to do a hell of a lot more than just kiss you but Google said kissing is where I should start and my mom agreed, so that's what I'm going to do. Well, what I want to do, if you'll let me. And—"
Bella put her index finger against my lips to stop my word vomit. Thank God.
"I kind of want you to kiss me, too."
"You do?"
Bella laughed. "Yes, I really do."
"Cool."
Wait! Should my head go left or right? Where should my hands be? Eyes open or closed? Damn it, I should have studied more.
"Are you going to kiss me anytime soon?"
"Oh, yeah- sorry!"
I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers and waited for the sparks, the electrical current to rush between us.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Honestly, my first thought was 'what's all the fuss about?' Lips to lips like that and I could have been kissing my mother or aunt. I guess that's why tongue was required. I moved my gum into position and when I felt Bella's mouth open slightly I passed the wad over. This was going to be epic.
Or not.
Bella pulled away instantly and spit the gum out. Uh oh! She looked disgusted. Maybe she didn't like spearmint?
"Eww."
Not exactly the way I wanted my first kiss to go down.
"What was that?"
I scratched my head, perplexed. "Uh, my gum?" It came out more as a question then statement.
"Why the heck did you pass me your gum? Gross."
All I could do was blush fifty shades of red.
"Edward, have you ever kissed a girl before?"
"Yes." I lied.
"Besides just now?" She side-eyed me curiously.
"Not exactly. Unless my mom counts."
Bella gave me a sexy little smile.
"Let me give you a quick lesson."
She went up on her tippy toes, hands around my neck. Her fingers in the hair at the nape of my neck sent a shiver down my spine. Just before she was close enough to kiss me she pulled away abruptly.
"You don't have any more gum in there, do you?"
I opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out for her to see. "Nope, all clear."
"Thank God."
Bella pressed her mouth back to mine. It was lips to lips again, and it felt okay. Good, even. But I was still waiting for great. So far, it was only so-so.
And then Bella's tongue did something that made my dick stand at attention. She licked my lower lip. Fucking licked it! A low growl rumbled in my throat and I opened my mouth and let her tongue in.
Best decision ever.
It took great restraint on my part not to ram my tongue down her throat. But I let Bella lead and kept my tongue in my mouth. That was my mom's influence; her words echoing in my brain.
Eewww! Don't think of Mom while kissing Bella!
I'm not going to say the kiss was graceful and coordinated, because it was far from that. Our noses hit, it was far wetter than I figured it would be, and we were noisy with our (my) grunts, groans, and slurps as we continued.
And it was fucking fantastic. I didn't want to stop. I totally understood why my mom said it was pretty fun.
Stop thinking about Mom!
Bella's fingers threaded into my hair. I could almost feel each fingertip's position by the electrical zap that penetrated my skull. My arms went around her waist and I pulled her body so she was flush against me. I could feel her breasts against my chest. God, she felt so fucking good. Every part of me enjoyed it, some more than others. Down, boy.
It was hands down the best kiss of my existence. Okay, it was my only kiss (not including the gum-swapping fiasco) but, damn, it couldn't get much better than that.
It could get worse, though.
"Ahem!"
Fear gripped my body, and I immediately knew that unimpressed sound came from the Chief. Oh, fuck!
Bella and I parted ways abruptly and tried to act as though we hadn't been caught. That was hard for me because, shit, for one I was hard. And two, we'd just been tongue wrestling and damn it, that was some first kiss. I swiped my hand across my mouth trying to remove the remnant of it and my smile – which I was pretty sure wouldn't be appreciated. Slowly, I turned to face what I expected to be a pissed off Chief Swan. He didn't disappoint.
He was still in uniform; right hand poised at his gun belt. Chief was of average height and weight - if it weren't for the gun, I figured I could totally take him. Then I noticed the look on his face - it brought a whole new meaning to 'if looks could kill'. Not good, not good at all. And he just stood there, glaring at me, eyebrows furrowed, lips pursed under his mustache.
"Well, this is a little awkward, heh heh. How are ya, Chief?" I extended my hand - the same one I'd used to wipe off the spit.
Not one to make small talk, Chief addressed the situation immediately while snubbing my hand.
"I don't appreciate my daughter being mauled on the street, Cullen."
"Sorry, sir. Next time I'll bring her inside first."
Wrong. Fucking. Answer.
I'm still surprised he didn't shoot me on the spot.
"My apologies, Chief, Sir Swan, Sir. Forgive me. It was my first kiss and Bella was teaching me the whole mechanics of it. She's actually quite talented..."
The look Chief was giving me told me to shut the hell up.
"Bella, you have exactly two minutes to say goodbye to your friend."
Chief walked right in between us, effectively pushing us apart, and stomped into the house. I had no doubt he was watching us through the peephole.
Bella covered her face with her hands, her turn to blush. "I'm so sorry! Oh my God."
"Nah, don't worry about it. It's all cool."
Translation: Holy fucking shit – I just cheated death!
"You're shaking like a leaf, Edward." Bella rubbed her hands up and down my forearms.
"The shaking's from your kiss. The shit in my shorts is from your dad."
Bella laughed as she shook her head at me. She thought I was kidding. I wasn't. Great, more laundry in my future.
"Sorry. I should know better than to talk bodily functions. Honestly, that was the best kiss of my life."
"Uh, it was also the only kiss of your life." Bella smiled at me.
"Well, it was a perfect way to start. I'd like to do it again very soon."
Like now. Oh, please, God, now.
Bella leaned close to me and lowered her voice, probably for my protection.
"My dad's going fishing on Saturday."
"Uh, I'm not sure I want to be alone in a boat with him, but thanks for the invite."
"That's not what I meant. He'll be gone for five hours, at least. I'll have the house to myself."
It took a minute for the light bulb to come on. Oh my God. Imagine hours of kissing Bella. Damn!
"You should probably go before my dad comes back out here."
"Good idea. I'll call you later."
Bella glanced back at the house before she placed a kiss on my cheek. I left that day with a smile on my face; counting down the minutes until Saturday, when I could kiss her again.
And again.
And again.
Hot damn!
When I got home I wrote another poem in my journal. What can I say? Bella inspires me.
I asked Mom for kissing advice
And about it she was quite nice
But the advice she gave wasn't specific
I turned to Google and it's terrific
I held Bella close and tight
And went for it when the moment was right
Note to self: Chewing gum is a fail
I know because Bella did bail
But she showed me how to do it
And, damn, that's the shit!
Kissing Bella was amazing
It left parts of me raising!
Mom was right - kissing is quite fun
Until you're caught by a man with a gun
I can't wait until Saturday to do it again
Now I have to jerk off my balls are in pain.
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