A/N: I don't own Twilight. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfics, would I?
This was only a taste of the 'fun to come!
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I bit my lip, waiting for her to freak out, but it never came.
Instead, she just smiled, licking her lip; a smug look on her face.
"I knew it, I knew it was something," Alice said, speaking more to herself than to me. I placed my hand on her cheek, and turned her face back towards mine, out gazes meeting again.
"Are you, um, okay with that?" I asked, not really sure how to approach the situation. It wasn't like I had much experience telling someone I was interested in them, the only boy I'd ever dated was her 'brother', and he pretty much did all the work for me. I kicked myself internally, feeling like an idiot.
"Better yet," Alice said, leaning slightly closer to me, out faces mere inches apart, "I want to try it again, for real this time."
I was pretty sure my face burst into flames just then, but I nodded. Her hand slid under my chin, two fingers resting just inside my jaw bone, pulling me towards her. We met in the middle; her cool, smooth lips making my warm, soft ones tingle as we gave in to the need each of us felt. Our lips parted slightly and I felt her tongue push gently into my mouth, involuntarily mine met hers.
The next thing I know, she slid into my lap, straddling me. I yearn for her, my body heating up under her touch. My hands grasped her back, nails digging into her hard skin. Her lips moved away from mine, kissing at my jaw. I tilted my head back, and she transfers her kisses to my neck, moving down past the throbbing vein that calls to her. She grasps my t-shirt, and slowly rips it in half, one continuous movement exposing my bra and skin to her golden eyes. I let out a contented breath, the slightly cool air against my skin causing goose bumps to litter my chest. I bit my lip, and she relieved me of my tattered shirt, sliding it off me and pulling throwing it across the room. I leaned back against the leather of the couch, the cold material making me tingle.
Her finger traces the outline of my cleavage, and I moan softly, closing my eyes. I feel her lips on my left breast, and then the right, leaving soft kisses on exposed flesh. I smile, my hands sliding down her back and grasping her waist, the heat between my legs growing. She sits up straight, and I lean forward slightly, looking up at her with innocent eyes. She smirks, and I inhale sharply.
"Alice, we should take it slow. I mean, we have two weeks alone, and the rest of our lives, and this is… new to me, you know?" I explain. She nods, and puts a finger to my lips.
"Don't worry Bella; I'll take good care of you. We'll keep it above the waist for today, is that good?" She asked, pulling her shirt over her head before I could answer. As her skin came into view, I felt my jaw drop a little, and struggled to pull it back up. After a moment of staring, I nodded, and she reached behind her, a small 'click' audible. The bra went loose, and my hands went to the bottom of it, lifting it slightly. She shrugged her shoulders, and it rolled off her chest into my hands.
I looked at it for a second, and then my eyes flicked up, her perfect breasts calling for my gaze. They were tear drop shaped, her nipples a soft pink colour, and hard. I bit my bottom lip, and slid my hand up her side and across her skin, cupping her right breast a little as my thumb rubbed circles on her nipple. She closed her eyes, her breathing shallow. I took this as a sign, and followed suit with my other hand, her back arching slightly now, pushing her breasts towards my face. I rubbed opposite directions, her soft skin allowing little resistance to my touch. That was no good. I stopped for a moment, licking the pads of my thumbs, and then continued, a moan escaping Alice's lips. I smirked, glad that my favorite technique worked on her as well.
After a minute, I decided one step further wouldn't hurt, and cupped the breast on my right, lifting it slightly. My lips went to it, and I kissed her nipple softly, before taking it into my mouth, sucking softly. I smiled as I did so, noting that her skin tasted as good as it smelled.
All in all, this was a pretty intense moment for me. Someone I love was giving themselves over to me, and they were perfect. I sighed, letting the nipple go as I moved to the other breast, taking a less sensual approach. I took those one into my mouth as well, but this time, I bit down, pulling on the sensitive skin. Alice groaned in her angelic voice, saying my name softly. My other hand wandered back to her other nipple, grabbing it and pulling on it as well.
Her hand slid down my back, and sent shivers down my skin. I flinched, and I heard her laugh softly. Her hand reached my bra, and I felt it fall loose on my breasts. My teeth let go of her nipple, and I looked up, shrugging my shoulders. She pushed the straps off my shoulders, and my bra fell into my hands. I discarded it to the floor.
Her hand centered on my chest and pushed me back. I lay against the leather of the couch and she slid down my legs a little with her straddling, making it easier for her to get to my naughty bits.
Wasting no time, I felt her cold lips on my nipple, taking them from soft to hard in almost no time. I sighed contently, and she sucked at it, her tongue rubbing at the nub. My head fell back, and my eyes rolled back into my head; I was enjoying this all too much. Then I felt a shock run through me, her cold hand grasping my free breast, squeezing at it and massaging it gently. In my mind, I was reminded that she had a lot more time than me to practice this. I made a note to have her teach me some things while I was living with her, figuring it would benefit us both.
Smiling, I twisted my fingers in her hair, pushing her face into my chest. I was getting so wet, and I was almost ready to tell her to just forget the rules when the doorbell rang. I looked down, and she looked up, letting go of my nipple with her mouth. We sat there for a moment looking at each other, and then she got up, covering her breasts with her one arm.
"What're you doing?" I asked, puzzled.
"Going to get the door silly." She said, trodding across the room. I laughed, and followed, using both my hands to cover my own breasts. We got downstairs, and went to the door. She was about to open it, when I stopped her.
"Wait," I said, giggling. I pressed myself to her back, and reached around, slipping my hand under her arm to cover her, and me, up. I giggled again, and kissed her cheek over her shoulder. Reaching out, she opened the door.
"Uh, hi... is lady of the house in?" the guy at the door asked, looking down at his clipboard.
"That's me." Alice said, trying to hide a smile. Mine, however, was glued to my face.
The guy looked up, and his eyes widened. He stared for a second, and then looked down at the clipboard.
"I have a, um, I have…" he stammered, pausing to scratch his head, "I need you to, uh, sign…" he trailed off, looking away and thrusting the clipboard towards Alice and I. We both snickered, and she signed on the dotted line. The guy looked up at us again, and then passed Alice a package, taking off to his van.
Alice watched him get in before swinging the door closed. I let go of her chest, and we burst out laughing.
"That's gotta be the craziest thing I've done in a long time." I managed to get out between laughing, and she grasped my arm pulling me towards her.
"Stick around, kiddo. You haven't seen anything yet." She teased, and pulled me back upstairs.
Back in her room, we lay on her couch, both of us topless. She lay on her back, and I lay on my side, a little lower than her. Reaching over her head, Alice grabbed a small remote and pointed it across the room. The stereo sprung to life, soft music coaxing itself across my ear drum. It was indie rock; soft, but not depressing. It only served as background music as we lay together, entwined. She had her arm around me and I had mine around her, my leg was also wrapped around hers, and my head on her cool, stone chest. I sighed, and whispered softly to her.
"Alice, I love you."
"I love you too, Bella." She replied, and I closed my eyes, feeling a little too comfortable.
It was there, that I fell asleep, tired from all the excitement; I didn't wake up until it was dark again.