What was he thinking?

Chapter 10: Flowers for mum

Disclaimer: the characters and all recognisable situations belong to Stephenie Meyer- this is a work of fanfiction.

AN: remember children; safe sex always

thanks to furyangoddess for betaing

We get to her place and she wants me to come in. Tells me Charlie is on the late shift. I go.

She stands in the kitchen staring out the window and trying to calm herself down. I need to know what Leah said. "What did Leah say? We missed the first part."

"God I suppose the whole yard heard it."

"The pack did."

"This will make you laugh… she accused me of being 'up to something' with you. Based solely on the fact that we ignored each other."

Fuck. No way. I am not laughing. What the fuck did Leah pick up on? I am going to have to make up some bullshit story to keep her off Bella's back.

She continues but I'm only half listening; desperately trying to think of something, anything to tell Leah.

"Was I right about Leah?" she asks me.

"About not screwing her?" she nodded, "Yeah." Like I would go there? Sam would beat the living shit out of me for starters. Actually Leah would beat the living shit out of me.

"It was a guess; but a good one, eh?" she paused, "I mean I knew you were a player, that's why I went to you but, I'm not sure I really understand why I went to you."

She stepped towards me, "Why did I go to you, Paul?"

Oh fuck, there is no way I can tell her about the imprint.I am stuck.I kind of want her to like me for me, you know? I have been such an asshole for so long there is no way she will believe I imprinted fucking months ago. I have no fucking idea what to do or say. I still don't get all this imprint shit and trust me to get an imprint that's all kinds of difficult. Can't just fall for the bird I sit next to every day like fucking Jared.

No, for me, it has to be hard.

"Why do we turn each other on so badly?…not 'badly'; I don't know how to say it… I mean you made me...," she was blushing madly, " ...just humping my leg."

Well, baby, that's because you are just about the most fuckable thing on the planet to me and clearly I push all your buttons too. But I don't say anything. If I start talking, it is just all going to pour out and never stop.

She took another step.

"I've been a zombie for months after Edward left." She's getting closer. "You just touch me and I feel… I can't explain it… I feel…I haven't felt anything for ages."

She touches me and I shiver. I fucking shiver.

"This is not normal, is it, Paul?"

And then I feel her brush the backs of her fingers over my happy trail. That shit jolts straight to my cock.

And then she says the magic words.

"I want it to be you, Paul. You remember? You said you would be honored." She kisses me so gently. "Please, Paul." Oh that is it! She's fucking begging me to fuck her.

I mutter a prayer request to all my ancestors and grab her.

"Shower," I mutter; my head buried in her neck. "I think we both need a shower; you for one, smell like Leah. I don't want you to smell like Leah."

I fucking run up the stairs carrying her so easily.

I ask her if she needs to get her bed ready and she just blushes at me. This is girl is so innocent I could just die. She doesn't understand, so I try to explain about blood and first times and now she is blushing as red as a fucking fire engine.

She's so inexperienced I am going to have to be real careful; go pretty slowly; not crowd her or freak her out. Especially not let her get an eyeful of my horse cock until she can't say no. I jump in the shower and adjust the water so that it feels cool to me; a good temperature for anyone else. I hear her move around in the room and then I hear her come into the bathroom. Fuck her heart jumped. I look over my shoulder at her. Can't resist, I have to be cocky.

"See anything you like?" I ask her.

"You have the best ass." Damn right I do.

"Well if you get your clothes off and get in here, I will let you wash it." Fuck you can wash everything baby; especially my cock. I hand her the soap and a washer. I just love someone washing my back. She touches me so gently it tickles.

I tell her to do it harder. She tries but we will have to work on the back washing skills in the future. And the cock washing too. I swear she hasn't even looked down.

I can hear her heart racing so I tell her it is her turn. I know from previous experience that me touching her calms her down; even if she doesn't know it yet. I soap her all over and run my hands everywhere. She gasps when I cross her breasts or dive between her legs but I make sure I don't do any freaky things. Yet. She's much calmer now so I leap out, grab a towel and tie it around my hips. I am fucking tenting it, but I hold her towel in front of me and she doesn't notice.

She steps out and holds her arms up like a little kid and that's it; I fucking love this girl. All I ever want to do is look after her.

I start kissing her and slowly backing her towards the bedroom. She seems to be into this but I still take it slow. I just need to check that this is really what she wants; that I am who she really wants. I stop. She panics.

"Paul?"

I hold her gently and ask her, "Are you sure this is what you want, Bella? I'm a big guy and you are a virgin. It will probably hurt. Once I start I am not sure I will be able to stop. Your scent alone is making me crazy."

"I'm sure." Yes!

I nod and kiss her and then I remember that I've left my condoms in my other pants.

"Condoms," I groan, "I phased when I ran from the bonfire and I've got nothing."

She grabs my face, "Paul… Paul… its okay… I'm on the pill." She blushes.

Fuck me and you're just telling me now?

"Blame an over protective mother," she says.

"Blame her… seriously… I am going to send her flowers," every year on this day for the rest of her fucking life! "Are you sure? I am clean, I always use condoms with the other…oh … well… you know what I mean…" Whoops I just reminded her, what a complete man whore I am; or used to be.

She tries to do a sex kitten imitation; it is adorable. "I would be honored," she breathes at me.

Oh it is on!

I push her back down on the bed and just stare at her. I can see her heart racing. I can smell her arousal. Her nipples have peaked with excitement. I have to suck on those babies. I lower my head and suck one into my mouth. I have to taste the other one; check to see if it is the same flavour. I kiss my way across her chest. No this one is slightly different, go figure. I roll the nipple between my lips and nibble and suck on it. Fuck I could do this all day. She groans and falls back on the bed.

I have got to get her off first; make sure she's wet enough to take me. I slide my hand down to her pussy and she jumps like this all new to her. For fucks sake woman.

"C'mon baby," I murmur "We've done this before. Or do you want me to talk you through it?"

"Please," she groans, "I love the sound of your voice." Yeah, I know that you do.

So I just start blabbing away against her skin. Fuck knows what I say. I swear none of it would make any sense. I slide my finger inside her and she just breathes out. Yeah, baby, I am the first person ever to touch you there. I slip a second finger in and try to scissor them to open her up a bit. She's pretty wet now. Then I stroke my thumb across her clit. She's squirming and pressing against my hand. Atta girl. You come for me. She whimpers my name. Jeez, that jolts me.

I tell her to come and she shatters on my hand.

A minute or so later she comes back from wherever the fuck I just sent her and she grabs me, kissing me like a mad thing. Damn she's learning, she just stuck her little tongue in my mouth. I suck on it and decide that she is ready.

I pull off my towel and slide closer, supporting myself on my arms. She freezes. Fuck me; not another panic attack.

Note to self: make Bella drink tea from now on.

"That is never going to fit," she whispers.

"It'll fit trust me." I roll my eyes. "I told you I was big." I resist the urge to tell her that every penis fits every pussy. Like she needs to be reminded of the number of pussies I have tested that theory on.

"I thought you meant big… you know…tall…I mean what are you?…six feet four?"

Damn she is so adorably naïve to think that was what I meant.

I sit and look at her for a minute and then I realise that with the way I am sitting I have unintentionally displayed everything I have tried so hard to hide from her up until now. Jeez Bella, this is what you wanted. This cock has your fucking name written on it baby. I am so hard and there is no way I am walking away from this when I have got her so close. Time to play dirty.

Time to pull out the big guns. Well the big gun.

She can't take her eyes off it. And then she licks her lip. Yeah baby, you want this. I know you do.

I touch myself. I stroke myself again and I can see her swallow. I move very slowly and carefully and I keep staring at her. She can't take her eyes off my cock.

I maneuver so that I am between her legs. Her pussy is so wet it is shining and I get in nice and close and rub the head of my cock right along it. I manage not to lose it all over her. What does that Kama Sutra book call it? Putting on the sock or some shit. Like they had socks?

"Do that again," she groans. No problem baby. I do, but I stop at her opening and just push the head in a little way. I nearly come on the spot and start running through football teams or whatever shit I can think of to not lose it right here. Not that I couldn't get it up in another minute but that kind of shit is just embarrassing.

"Okay …I changed my mind…Paul, I want you; I want all of you." Well thank the fuck for that.

She's ready, I can feel it and besides I don't want her to change her mind. I tell her to hang onto my shoulders, she's gonna grab them anyway, may as well do it now.

I lift her knee, kiss her hard and slide home. I feel that little piece of skin break on my cock and I am so glad I am bareback for the first time in my life. But she panics again; she clutches at my shoulders and tries to throw me off. But the way she arches her back she actually takes me in deeper. She whimpers and I nearly lose it again. She is so hot and wet and so very tight.

I swear, "Stop moving, baby." Please stop or I am going to come like a boy on his first time. We can do better than that; I want this to be fucking memorable for her.

She's so little she is buried somewhere in the middle of my chest. "I'm sorry …"she whimpers, "I don't know what to do..."

Adorable; she's fucking adorably naïve.

"Shh…shhh," I croon at her, "It's not you, it's me… if you move like that I will come."

"I didn't do anything wrong?" she queries.

"Are you kidding girl," I moan, "I get off humping your leg, remember?" She laughs and calms down but she's wriggling now from laughing.

"Don't laugh…you're moving again." I pepper her face with kisses. "It's so sensitive without the condom too; I can feel all of you." I drop my voice and after a minute or so, make a tentative stroke with my hips. She gasps and closes her eyes.

"Did that hurt?"

"No; it burns a little but in a good way." She moves her hips and I damn near lose it again.

Holy fuck I want to live here; it feels so good. She is so tight and so hot and she's just made for me. She's mine.

"Right; you asked for it woman." I pull almost all the way out and then stroke back in. I take up a slow deep rhythm as I concentrate on stroking into her. I can feel her grab my ass and her sharp little nails sink into me. Yeah mark me, baby. You want to bite me, you go right ahead.

I lift up on my arms to get some weight off her and to get a better rhythm. We are both sweating now. She is falling apart under me. I can hear her moan and gasp so I pick up the pace. She just wails as I slam into her. I balance and reach for her clit and pinch it. She comes, hard.

Her whole channel clutches at me like a fist and I growl as I explode into her. She's shuddering and I just collapse on her. I don't want to crush her so I roll onto my back taking her with me; I'm still half hard and buried inside her. I am never leaving. I don't want her to move and push me out.

She lay on my chest as we both got our breath back.

"See," I kiss her forehead, "told you it would fit!"