A/N: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does. I just dream of Edward and thank my lucky stars that she had the guts to write about the dream she had! No copyright infringement is intended.

This one makes me nervous, as I attempted my first sort of lemon. I want to thank my hubby, as he helped me write Edward's experience. Thanks to my betas, uselessid90 and twilly. You guys rock!

A/N2: This chapter has been redone by my new beta, kaydee1005, thank you so much!

Chapter 2-New Discoveries

BPOV

After a relatively calm night, I headed home, still flabbergasted as to why Rosalie was so nice to me. I know she didn't like me, so why would she be so glad that I was going to that damn party? She didn't even make me clean the dining room; she had one of the cooks do it. Not to mention, she only yelled at me once, and rightfully so, what was I thinking? Like a guy like that would find me even remotely attractive.

He pulled up in a bright, brand new silver Volvo, but not like the family style Volvo, it was a sporty version. His hair was a mess, like he just rolled out of bed. It was the most beautiful bronze color, and I wanted to touch it. I wanted to run my fingers through it; I wanted to yank on it! He was still looking down fumbling for his wallet, so I took a moment to study him further. His jaw was angled just right, highlighted even more by his perfect cheekbones. Just as I found myself drooling, he looked up and I noticed his eyes. Those eyes, they were the most tantalizing color of green I have ever seen, and it seemed like they were looking deep into my soul. He was the most gorgeous man I had ever laid my eyes on—and he was staring back.

I was startled out of my daydream by a loud HONK from a couple cars back. I could hear someone yelling through the speaker on my headset. Before I could do anything, Rosalie was screaming at me. "Bella, Jesus Christ, cars are backed up to the street! What the hell are you doing anyway? Wake the fuck up and get this line moving!" Shaking my head, I took the dazzling man's money, handed him his change, and flashed a small, embarrassed smile. I knew my cheeks are bright red, making my smile show even more of my embarrassment. Before he drove off, he shot me a wink and the most stunning smile I had ever seen; it was crooked, like he was only smiling out of one side of his mouth. Again, he was the most gorgeous man I had ever laid my eyes on.

My head had just started to clear as I pulled up to the house. I noticed as I parked my truck that Ben's car is still there. Oh fucking hell, what am I going to do now?

I glanced over to the duplex and could see that Alice was still up, so I headed over there, trying to ignore the dreadful noises that were coming from upstairs. I walked into Alice's apartment to see her scrambling around the kitchen, swaying her hips to the sounds coming out of the built in speakers. I was exceedingly grateful that she had the music on.

As I walked into the kitchen, I hollered at Alice, "What are you doing, woman?" She didn't hear me, so I took the opportunity to step behind her as she stood over the sink and gave her a slight jab on both sides of her ribs.

Alice shrieked and jumped two feet into the air! Her small feet lightly hitting the floor, she smacked my shoulder, "Fuck, Bella, you trying to kill me or something?"

Trying to keep myself from falling down from laughter, I asked her again what she was up to.

"Bella, I have food to get ready for the party tomorrow, what else would I be doing?"

"I can't go home right now, Ben…" I rolled my eyes so far back I thought they might fall out. "Can I help?"

"Let's see, I am almost done," Alice chimed. "How about you grab the plastic wrap and start covering all those dishes up and put them in the fridge." She nodded toward the table covered in food.

"Geez Alice, how many people are coming, you have enough food to feed a small army!"

"I always make too much food, I can't help it. Maybe 20-30 people, mostly friends. You are still coming right?"

"Yes Alice, I told you I would." Surprisingly, Alice dropped the party subject, but continued talking.

"How was work Bells?" She winked.

How was it she always knows when something happens? "It sucked, Alice, as usual. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Oh, no reason at all," she smirked.

"Alice," I said her name nice and slow, with warning in my voice. "If you already know something, why don't you just get it out of your system and tell me already."

"Bells, I don't know anything, your face tells me something happened. It's not the usual bullshit either, it's something good."

"Alice, it's nothing, just another cute guy, that's all."

"I don't buy it, Bells. What happened? Did you talk to him?"

"Hell no!" I exclaimed, horrified. "You know I can't talk to guys! But seriously, Alice, he was so hot!" I blushed. "I completely got lost in my thoughts, the line got backed up and people starting honking. It was embarrassing. Rosalie had to come break me out of my trance. I think he may have even smiled at me." I know I must have imagined it, but it felt so real.

Alice bounced, "Bella, do you know what this means?"

"No, why don't you tell me Alice? You know I don't know how to relate to or understand men."

"Bells, seriously? I wish you would believe me when I say that you are gorgeous! Why can't you see that?"

She is incredible. If I am so gorgeous, why have I always been alone?

"Bella, he was totally ogling you, wasn't he?"

I think I just died from embarrassment! "Good grief, Alice, what makes you think that? All he did was give me half a smile and a wink." A half a smile that made my lady parts tingle, but I am not sharing that with Alice of all people.

"He winked at you? OMG that is a really good sign! Did you talk to him, smile, anything?"

"No," I hung my head in shame. "I was too mortified to do anything. Alice, he had to be the most beautiful man I have ever seen. I have never felt, um…that way before. I hardly know what to think about it." So much for not telling her what his smile did to me.

The next thing I knew, there was the most excruciatingly painful sounding squeal I have ever heard in my life. "Bella, you have to find him, you have to talk to him!"

"Al, he is a customer, I will not be seeing him again. People like him don't live here; he was probably just passing through town. Besides, he was just too perfect, there is no way, err…that is, it can't be like that with me. He was just being nice, that is all. I am totally fine with it, honestly."

That was when I heard Ben's car starting up and leaving. "I need to get going. Ben just left; it should be safe to go home now." I shuttered at the memory of the sounds I heard when I came home. "Thank you for letting me hang out tonight."

"Not at all Bells, I am glad we could talk. Thanks for helping me finish up here. Now remember, the party starts at 10 tomorrow. I would love it if you came early; I want to glam you up! You need to get laid, and I am going to do everything I can to make sure it happens."

Alice could always find a way to exploit my inexperience. I knew that she meant well, but I was not the kind of person who would just, I can't even say it without blushing, do it with some random guy. The one time I had sex was with Jacob, back in Forks. We were both curious and decided to give it a try. It was uncomfortable, awkward, and completely meaningless. I decided then and there that I would never have sex again until I was in love; therefore, I expected to be this way forever.

I gave Alice a cautious look, "I will let you 'glam' me up, but do not expect me to do anything else. Bye, Alice."

"Goodnight Bells! See ya tomorrow!"

With that, I turned around and headed out the door and up the stairs.

I went straight to my bedroom. It was finally quiet in the house, and I was thankful I didn't have to face Angela tonight. I didn't want to talk about this anymore. I went to my dresser and got out my pajamas, which consisted of some boy shorts and a tank top. I lay down on my bed, not yet under the covers. I could not get the image of him out of my mind. His hair, his face, his eyes, and that smile, the smile that made my entire body melt. I continued to lie there, remembering what Alice had said. I started to get this feeling 'down there'; I had this feeling once before, but I still could not figure out what my body was trying to tell me.

I needed to take a shower; I had forgotten that I still smelled like grease from work. I undressed as the shower warmed up and stood in front of the mirror for a moment, and I wondered if what Alice said about me was true. I knew I wasn't ugly—I was just average. Could there be more? I shrugged my shoulders and stepped into the shower.

My mind continued to wander as I lathered up my body and stood under the hot spray. I had never imagined, that is, I never had dirty thoughts about a guy before, but I couldn't stop thinking about what that perfect man would look like under his clothes. I did something I have hardly ever done; I reached down between my legs.

I began rubbing myself, still learning how it actually worked. I have never felt this way, but it just seemed so natural to me. I began in slow circles over my clit. It has never felt this good. As I continued moving in circles, I increased my speed and pressure. I kept my eyes closed, so I could see his perfect face. In my mind, he wanted me, and he was touching me. I have never experienced these feelings before—I felt so needy; so fucking turned on. I continued on, as I felt my clit harden under my fingers. I slid my other hand up to my left breast and started playing with my nipple. I never understood why women enjoyed their breasts being played with, but now that I was doing it, I totally got it! As I felt something building up in the pit of my stomach, nothing felt like it was enough. I furthered the exploration of my body and moved my hand down to my entrance. I experimentally inserted my finger. Oh my! I slid my finger in and out a few times, then felt the need to rub my clit some more. As I touched it, my body immediately started bucking, and I felt the strangest, most amazing sensation. Everything in me was screaming to be let out. I saw bright flashes behind my eyelids—I think I just, came! I stood there, panting a little, and I finished my shower just as the water started to get cold. I stepped out of the shower, feeling satisfied like I could have never imagined.

With my new found feeling of satisfaction and bliss, I went to bed, crawled under my covers, and drifted off to sleep.

EPOV

I moved here last year to open my own medical practice. My father, Carlisle, is the hospital administrator at Swedish Medical Center in Seattle. I worked very hard to get through med school and did very well as a resident doctor. After I finished my residency, I decided hospital work wasn't for me. While I have earned everything I have, I was fortunate enough to have my dad help me in getting my own practice started. I loved it, but there was something missing in my life—I couldn't figure out what that was. My Friday was good, but I didn't feel like cooking tonight, so I decided to stop by McDonald's to get dinner.

I pulled up to the window, and everything in my life disappeared. She was the missing part of my life. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. She was more than any model or porn star; she was natural, with perfect coloring. I bet she didn't even know how beautiful she was. She was everything I ever wanted, plus more. How on earth could I know this? I haven't even met her yet. I knew it seemed crazy, but I can feel it. I couldn't help but chuckle when her boss came up and yelled at her. I felt bad, but I couldn't help what I look like. I just gave her a smile, that I hoped didn't show how I felt, and a quick wink.

Driving home, I couldn't even think about eating my Big Mac. I could not get her off my mind. I wished I would have had looked at her name tag, but I was a bit stunned to think of anything at the time. I just wanted to get home and take care of my new problem.

I got home and tried to ignore my brother and roommate, Emmett, as I tossed him my dinner. He was rambling on about some party. I wasn't hungry anymore, so I went straight to my room. When I bought the house, I made sure to have my own attached bathroom. I knew I wouldn't have any privacy living with Emmett. I felt a shower was in order, as the bulge in my pants wouldn't go away. My goddess was the only thing I could see, and I wanted to feel her so badly. I stripped my clothes off and jumped in. I stood there for a moment, and wondered if this was something I should do, to think these dirty things about her; but alas, my "problem" was only getting worse. I stood under the warm water and grabbed my cock; I was in disbelief, as it has never been this hard. I began to stroke my length at a slow, steady pace. I wondered what her mouth would feel like wrapped around me. I imagined sucking on her breasts, and I knew they had to be perfect—just like her. I continued my paced rhythm until I couldn't take much more, it was building so fast. My hips began thrusting in time with my hand. I felt it, the feeling deep in my abdomen. I know I was close and my balls were beginning to ache. Before I knew it, I shot my load all over the shower wall; I have never come this damn hard. I have been with many women, and there have never been any complaints, but those never felt as good as this. Ten minutes later, and I was still shaking from my amazing orgasm. I got out of the shower, quickly dried off, and went to bed. I feel asleep thinking of nothing but her, my goddess.

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