A/N: Hello my darlings! Sorry this took a bit to get out. Hey, did you know I'm reading Dracula by Bram Stoker? It's amazing so far! And then, since I hear a lot about it, I'm going to read The Phantom of the Opera. Why don't I just watch the movie instead of reading it, you ask? Because I always prefer reading over watching a movie any day!

A quick thanks to c. a. a. for leaving me so many cute reviews. Thank you so much, angel. And to those of you who reviewed my other story! You are all dolls.

Some of you guys are a bit "Why the hell do Rosalie and Alice want Bella to date other people?!" Well, my friends, it's because Rose and Alice aren't voting for Bella's heartbreak. They know Edward's a good guy, but from experience, they know to keep options. An open book. So if Edward were to, say, die or break up with Bella, Bella would have other options. Rose and Alice are only trying to do what's best for Bella, though Bella is a bit too stubborn to see it.

First, I'm going to let Edward and Bella have a little fun, starting this chapter where the last one left off.... *cackles gleefully* Oh, and the whole issue with Edward-thinking-Bella-doesn't-want-to-go-out-with-him will be solved in this chap.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, however I'm making the characters do weird things. The creepy thing? This fanfiction thing is illegal in 27 states! (I got that from sch. 94's Authors Note. Crazy, eh?)

Chapter 13

Edward's lips pressed against my hesitantly, so tentatively and less confident than usual. Annoyed, I met his lips more forcefully. I kissed him with exuberance, but I was disappointed to find that I wasn't getting anything out of Edward.

Ok. So maybe I was acting a little slutty. But an urge (maybe a ho-ish urge) caused my hands to slide down his chest and to his stomach, which caused Edward to jump a little and pull away.

Feeling rejected, I looked into his eyes, searching. He met my gaze evenly though his beautiful eyes did not give anything away.

Ah, poker face. Damn you.

"What's wrong?" I asked him, my voice papery thin. "Is it because of before?"

Edward's perfectly composed face still gave no sign of emotion. He looked polite. And oh Jesus, I wanted to kiss him.

"No, Bella," he said in the most perfect, suavest of tones.

He just looked so perfect and untouchable that it hurt my heart. He was sitting there, in all his perfect cheekbones, strong jaw, straight nose, smooth forehead, gorgeous eyes, full lips glory. His hair was perfectly tousled that I could swear it could be considered sex hair.

Again, there was nothing more that I wanted to do then jump on him and kiss him. He was an incarnation of an angel and it wasn't only because of his smoldering looks that I wanted to kiss him, it was because it was Edward. And his poker face was making me a little wild, believe it or not. Cutely enough, he continued to stare at me and blink.

But why? One minute we are in the moment and next he has his poker face on. I didn't really know what to do. God, I must have looked like a crazy person. My hair being damp with a too big shirt and too big shorts, which I rolled up a little, with no underwear. And I'll bet I looked like I wanted to kiss him so much. Yes, send me to an insane asylum, just as long as I get to kiss my Edward, do whatever you want! I bit back a giggle.

I shifted uncomfortably, avoiding his perfectly composed stare. "Sooo..." I said awkwardly. "Then what is it?"

He didn't even blink. "Because this wouldn't be right," he said, his voice so musical and inviting. He gave me a heart-stopping smile that I'll bet he would use to seduce women, if he were that type of person.

I felt my heart beat stutter and a flush creep up my neck but I looked into his eyes. And you know what I felt like? I felt like a mouse being played with by a cat. Not the best feeling in the world.

His emerald eyes weren't sparkling as usual, but they weren't flat and empty. Just carefully guarded. See, things like this arouse my suspicion (and other things). (*laughs*)

"Then what is it?" I asked, though my voice was squeaky and not very strong. I sounded like the mouse, most definitely.

He blinked and his perfect lips pulled up into a cynical smile. My stomach flopped. "I was rather under the impression that you had a date last night," he said, his tone rather chiding and a trifle sarcastic.

I widened my eyes and jerked back. I was on a date last, wasn't I? Ah, hell. Of course Edward would know about that, since I was guessing Alice called Edward to come and pick me up. And my other lucky guess was that she told Edward I had been stood up.

Now didn't that just make me seem so invigorating and likable? My date stands me up, I get drugged and sleep at Edwards house.

The latter was the only good part.

I blushed and looked Edward straight in his emotionless eyes. Oh, those beautiful emeralds. "Yeah, about that--" I started lamely, but Edward cut me off.

"You don't have to explain, Bella. If you wanted to see other people, all you had to do was tell me." He was definitely chiding now. However his perfect face sent down from above still looked perfectly polite.

I frowned and clasped his hand. "Edward," I said, though he tried to cut me off again. This time I didn't allow it. "Listen!" I took a deep breath and let it all out in one breath. "Alice and Rose were trying to force me to date other people so I would have other options, but I was going to call you to meet me there instead of the date, however I was too depressed and then I got drugged and here we are." I inhaled, seeing as I said that all in one breath.

Edward paused, seeming to think about something. His beautiful eyes were boring into mine, his angel's face cracking and finally showing some emotions.

The next thing I knew, his lips were hungrily on mine, kissing me in a way that should be illegal. Thank you Jesus. I owe you one! Edward moved his soft lips down to my neck so that I could catch my breath, but they felt so good that I moaned. I felt him smile against my neck and I let my head fall back, tangling my hands in his soft hair.

He brought his lips back to mine, his tongue snaking into my mouth. Ah, he was delicious. How to describe it? There really was no way. Not until the day you taste his sweet mouth, his sweet breath mingling with yours. There will never be a day you will know. Unless you do what I was doing, but I wouldn't allow it. Let's just put it like this: it's as if he's constantly eating a tic-tac.

Edward broke away from me and stared into my eyes. His eyes were dark with lust and when he saw my expression, his sensual lips curled into a slow sexy smile. He stood up and quickly picked me up along with him, positioning me so that my legs were wrapped around his waist. I curled my arms around his neck and crashed my lips to his, kissing him for all that I was worth. And I couldn't help but notice the spark that was there. Him and I... it was like we were supposed to do this! I swear it was. Edward lead us into his room, and once we were in there, he dropped me onto the bed.

"Oof," I grunted, though I caught my breath as Edward in all his sexy glory crawled over and on top of me. I held my breath, as he was hovering on top of me. Not completely pressed against me, but brushing up against me in a sensual way. I realized, all too late, that I was growing wet and I was commando!

Shit.

Edward didn't waste any time, as he held my hands hostage and started to kiss all around my neck, the edge of my jaw, every where. The wetness between my legs felt weird with no where to land, so I started to squeeze my legs close when Edward stopped the movement with one of his hands. He kept them slightly parted as he kissed me in earnest. He let my hands go, and they went straight to his soft hair.

My hands started to travel down, and that ho-ish urge washed over me and I slipped my hands under his shirt. His washboard abs were so lean and so hard... good lord. I went wild with lust and kissed his neck, licking the spot and biting it slightly. Edward groaned very lightly, via me. I grinned smugly.

This time Edward's hands started to wander. He smirked against my mouth as his very capable hands slipped under my shirt, brushing over my naval and right into the valley of my cleavage. I gasped against his mouth and moaned as his fingers brushed over my breasts, over and over again. I moaned much louder and almost forced his hands to go under my bra, but he withdrew his hand.

"Jesus, Edward," I breathed.

Nuzzling my neck, his hands slowly drifted downward, until they were at the hem of my shirt. He toyed with that spot for a little, until his fingers grazed the waistband of my shorts. I squeezed my eyes shut, not even about to stop him.

A) I was very horny.

B) Wasn't it about time we took this step?

My breath growing even more ragged than it was before and my heart pumping too fast, Edward slipped his hand through my pants. I squealed and kept my hands twisted into his hair, vaguely aware that I was probably hurting him. He looked deep into my eyes before capturing my lips with his, his fingers grazing my clit every few seconds.

My core throbbed and I felt a rush of wetness down there.

"Edward."

It was a warning, really. It was supposed to be. But my voice was just too breathy and husky to sound warning. Edward pulled his head away from mine and looked down at me, smirking. He knew he had the upper hand in this situation. He just looked too gorgeous for his own good, his eyes cocky yet adoring at the same time, a sweet smirk on his lips. I threw my head back in frustration and lifted my hips, trying to get some friction.

He ducked his head back down to my neck while his fingers lazily rubbed my clit. I moaned. He pinched me lightly and moved his fingers downward, his fingers hovering dangerously close to my entrance.

How weird was this? The first guy to do this to me! I felt crazily embarrassed but the throb I had down there overshadowed everything else. I breathed loudly and tried to whine to him, but I couldn't find my voice. His fingers slowly rubbed up and down, avoiding going inside me, teasing me.

I arched my back and groaned. His fingers were magic. But I couldn't take it any more by the time his fingers drifted past my entrance the last time.

"Edward, please, please," I moaned, my back still arched. He had his arm around me, holding me up and against him. Other than that, I was pretty much limp.

"Edward please, what?" he said, his voice deep and sensual.

I took a few steadying breaths, but his fingers were so distracting! I took another gulp of air and tried, "Just get your fingers inside me."

I felt his chuckle vibrate through my body, awakening every fiber of my being. All of my lust fibers were awake, of course, but they put them in a frenzy. He's laughing! He's happy! We're doing something good! my body said. I put a leash on my thoughts and concentrated on the feeling his fingers were giving me.

Edward nuzzled my jugular and brought his lips to my ear, his fingers pinching my clit, causing me to moan very loudly. "Not until you scream my name," he whispered, his voice ridiculously sexy and arousing. His breath tickled my ear and another flow of wetness poured out of me. He felt it, and rubbed me more forcefully.

"Edward," I rasped, lifting my hips and forcing my va-gay-gay into his hands. (I don't like the word "pussy"... I mean... awkward...)

He nudged me and brought a finger to my entrance. "Louder," his husky voice commanded me.

"Edward," I moaned louder. It helped that his fingers were rubbing me in an X-rated way.

"Louder."

"Edward!" I yelled, my head thrown back, still trying to get those fingers inside me. Edward sighed a seducing sigh and pushed in two fingers, curling them deep into me.

"Louder." His voice rang with lust and finality, and his fingers were finally in me, so I felt my pleasure overcome me.

"EDWARD!"

He pushed in one more finger, slowly pumping them. I sighed in content, though the sigh formed into another moan as his fingers curled and uncurled, all around. He pumped and kissed me passionately on the mouth.

I became dizzy with the sensation and became drunk with ecstasy. I felt myself being thrown over an edge, over a cliff that I did not know existed. My pleasure raised to a peek, and with one last finger curl, my eyes closed automatically and I was lost into a pleasure that I never new of.

"Bella! There you are!" Alice shouted as soon as the door closed. I peeked out the window and saw that Edward was already gone. I felt a dreamy smile curl my lips up, and I ignored Alice. I pushed past her and started to hum, ridiculously happy and full of affection.

I mean, just because of what happened didn't mean I liked Edward a lot more because I knew what he could do with his fingers. No. But that made our relationship status hit the roof, and I felt even more adoration for Edward than before. I mean, he was always there for me, and I had a feeling he always would be.

"Bella?" Alice asked from behind me, her voice annoyingly hurt.

But I wasn't about to let that get in the way of my happy mood. "What is it, dear?" I sang, turning around to face her.

Her face became suspicious at my good mood, but she said, "You never called back. I didn't know what happened to you."

I smiled, still so freaking happy. "I was with Edward," I said shyly, looking away.

"Did you have sex with him?" she demanded, right into my face. Startled, I quickly looked at her.

"NO!" I yelled. But then I blushed and looked away again.

She gasped.

"OH. MY. GOD."

"No, not sex!" I said defensively. "Not exactly that."

She stared at me, looking like such a super model. She turned her tiny body and shouted up the stairs. "ROSALIE!" she yelled. "BELLA HAS SOME GOSSIP TO TELL US! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

I couldn't keep the grin playing on my lips as I thought once again about the time I had with Edward. He had told me that he was going to see his mother and father, so he was going to be busy. I smiled, remembering the way he looked at me. Not once had I known anyone to stare at me in such a way that it actually made me embarrassed. It made me wonder; did he feel the same way about me that I did him?

Rosalie walked gracefully down the stairs. Her otherworldly beautiful face looked haughty and she glanced between the two of us. "Bella," she said dryly and gave me a quick hug. "Alice has been going crazy. What is it that happened?"

I opened my mouth to answer, but Alice beat me to it. "Bella did something related to sex! I just know it!" she yelled, jumping up and down in her excitement. Her eyes shined as she stared at me.

"Why are you so excited for me about this?" I asked her, seeing the way she couldn't stand still. She just shrugged and threw her arms around me.

"Because you are practically my sister and this is big!" she yelled into my stomach since she was so short. I laughed and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her spiky hair.

"I love you too," I giggled. Then I pulled away and eye the two of them. "Lucky for you two, I kind of want to talk about it, so..."

They both squealed and pulled me to the couch.

A/N: Short ass chapter? Yes. But I wanted this out! And that little lemonish thing was embarrassing to write. I thought, that since I read kind of a lot of lemony stories, it would be comfortable for me to maturely write that stuff, but I just CAN'T. It's going to be embarrassing to have you guys read that half-ass junk. So don't flame it! I don't really know what I was writing about! BUT! LISTEN: IF YOU ARE WILLING TO WRITE LEMONS FOR ME, TELL ME! Because I kinda have some lemons planned for this story and as you read, I CAN'T write lemons... lol... If that was awkward to read, I'm sorry. Lol. Sorry you had to suffer. BUT PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO WRITE LEMONS FOR ME! Thank you! And again, the last part was REALLY rushed, because I can't seem to have time to just write and let EVERYTHING I want down to be down. I promise, too, that there will be NO MORE A/N chapters! And I promise, even if it might take me forever to get out, I will finally type a chapter that I used to type! A long un-rushed one! Just please review and let me know I still have people with me! REVIEW! Thanks so much!

xoxo

Lucy