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EPOV
This is a dream.
A very lucid, very satisfying dream.
I drop my towel as Bella runs from the locker room- butt naked.
Okay, let's be realistic. I'm probably having that type of dream where you show up at school without clothes. Except in this one, I'm gonna show up at work naked. But hell if I care! I'm not passing up the opportunity to skinny dip with the hotness that is Bella Swan- even if there's a good chance she's a figment of my imagination.
When I emerge from the locker room, I see a blur of skin as she leaps into the deep end. I scan the pool deck, checking for witnesses before running full speed ahead and jumping in after her.
She's swimming away from me when I pop up to the surface, so I grab her ankle and pull, causing her to giggle. She turns around, and I can't help but drop my gaze down to her tits that bounce in the water.
"This is the best dream I've ever had!" I announce, lifting my hand to squeeze a boob. She cocks her head to the side and studies me.
"You know this is really happening, right?"
"Pft, sure it is," I scoff. Dream Bella reaches up and pinches my shoulder. "Shit, ow! That hurt!"
"Yeah, because you're not dreaming."
I freeze, my palm cupping her tit, as I comprehend what she's saying. "This is real?" I squeak.
"My breasts or the skinny dipping?"
"Both?"
"Oh my God. Yes, Edward, both are real!" She laughs and pushes away, breaking the boob-to-hand contact we've got going on.
"Wait, holy shit! We're naked in a pool! And you just- in the locker room- holy shit!" My brain is short-circuiting. This isn't a dream. It's a real-life freaking fantasy!
I groan. "Jesus, Bella, you have no idea how many times I've imagined this!"
"Skinny dipping?" She teases.
"No, being naked with you." I catch her by the side of the pool, trapping her between my arms. I bend in and run my nose along her cheek, marveling at the softness of her skin.
"I've imagined it too," she says, breathless. I'm hoping she's as turned on as I am.
I know this isn't the way to start a relationship, which I want with her, but I'm too far in to stop. I wrap a hand around her hip and pull her against my rapidly growing erection. I need friction and judging by the moan that she lets out, she does too.
My mouth finds its way to hers, and I don't hesitate to slide my tongue across her plump lower lip. She opens for me, letting her tongue dance against mine. She's pliable and responsive, and I'm aching for more.
"Can I- take you- out to dinner- after this?" I ask between kisses. Despite how I'm coming across, I am a gentleman.
"Yes!" She's enthusiastic as she lifts her legs to wrap around my waist and lines her center up with my cock. I'm right there. If I move just a little, I will slip right inside.
A car horn in the distance knocks me out of my lust-filled haze.
We're in a public pool at my place of employment, naked, and I'm about two seconds from sliding my dick into a girl I've barely spoken to since high school.
"Bella, I think we need to slow down."
She's looking up at me with hooded lids and swollen lips, and it's just about enough to make me say fuck it all.
"Oh." She drops her legs, allowing me to step away. "I'm sorry," she mumbles, her eyes downcast.
"Uh, don't be sorry. I promise I was as much of a participant as you were."
"God, I didn't mean to molest you, Edward. I swear! It's just you were up on the lifeguard stand- shirtless. Showing off your abs and pecs and…." She trails off, reaching out and dragging a finger down my torso.
I growl and pin her against the wall, kissing her hard.
No. Damnit! Not here!
"Can- can I take you to dinner? After that, we can find somewhere to go. If you want to! I don't have any expectations," I backtrack. I do want to take her to dinner. Although, I'm not complaining about the blow job or the makeout session.
"Um, sure. But I probably need to swing by home first. All I have to wear is my bikini and shorts- which I think are soaking wet."
"Let me grab us some towels. Okay?" I take one last peek at her tits before swimming toward the stairs and climbing out.
I hustle through the locker room and back to the pool deck, finding Bella waiting in the shallow end. She blushes as I hand her a towel, making me chuckle at her sudden shyness. It's adorable. Taking her hand, I lead her back into the locker room so we can gather our clothes.
"Where do you want to go to eat?" I ask, slipping my boxers on, under my towel.
"Anywhere is fine with me." She's tying the top of her bikini back on. I'm sad it's not socially acceptable for her to leave it off.
"How about that Italian place in Port Angeles?"
"Oh! Um, sure?"
"If you don't like Italian, we can find someplace else." I offer.
"No, I like it. That place is just nicer than I expected. I mean, I'm fine with McDonald's or something."
"I'm not taking you to McDonald's, Bella," I laugh, shoving my belongings into my bag.
"Is this like a-"
"Date?" I offer. She bites her lip, holding back a grin. "Yes, I'm taking you on a date. If that's okay?"
"Yes, it's okay."
"Awesome."
We're fully dressed and staring at each other. I don't want to spend the rest of the night in a locker room, so I point toward the exit in question. She nods, and we head out.
"Hey, blue polo shirt guy asked me to tell you to lock up," she says once we're back on the deck.
"Blue polo shirt guy?"
"Yeah, the guy in the blue polo shirt. I don't know his name." She shrugs.
"Garrett."
I pull out my key and hold it up to show her I'm responsible. I don't think it's super impressive that I've remembered to lock up, but I'm nervous and ready to try anything to keep her interested.
"Can I pick you up in an hour?" I ask once we reach her car.
"Sure. I'll see you then?"
"See you then."
I break off toward my car and wave as she drives off. Once she's out of view, I punch the air and let out a "Hell yes!" I haven't been this excited about a date ever.
oOo
"Anyone home?" I call out, walking through the front door. I don't get a response, so I head toward the kitchen to get a drink before I change for my date with Bella.
Grinning, I mutter the words out loud, "Date with Bella." I like the sound of that.
Turning the corner to the kitchen, I stop dead in my tracks, horrified at the scene in front of me.
"Oh my God! What is wrong with you two!" My mom lets out a yelp, and my dad's head pops out from behind her shoulder. I turn my back and wait as they shuffle around, re-dressing and hopefully bleaching the countertop.
"Edward, you're home!" My mother says as if I didn't just walk in on her and dad going at it on the kitchen counter.
"Yes! Because I'm living here this summer! Jesus, is this what you guys do during the school year?"
"We obviously do it during the summer too." Judging by my father's tone, he's enjoying my embarrassment.
"Edward, you can turn around," Mom says.
I turn slowly and peek through my fingers. They're fully dressed, but Dad's shirt is half untucked, and Mom's hair is all over the place.
"I'm scarred for life," I mutter as I pull a Gatorade out of the fridge.
"Don't be so dramatic," Dad laughs and swats mom on the butt as she runs off to freshen up. I gag.
"I hope you're going to clean that." I point to the scene of the crime.
"Got any plans tonight?" He asks, grabbing the Clorox wipes. I supervise the cleaning process.
"I've got a date."
"Oh? With who?"
"You remember Bella Swan." I can't keep the grin off my face.
He stops cleaning and looks at me. "The same Bella Swan that used to follow you around like a lost puppy?"
"The one and only."
"Good for you. How long do you think you'll be out?"
"Hopefully late."
He chuckles, "Good luck. So, can I assume your mother and I will have a few uninterrupted hours?"
"Oh, God, no!" I stalk out of the kitchen, ignoring the laughter that follows behind me.
I don't care what time Bella needs to be home. I'm staying out all night.
A/N:
Oh, Carlisle and Esme! They just can't help themselves! ;)
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