Paparazzi

I love you
But I gotta stay true
My morals have got me on my knees
I'm begging please stop playing games
I don't know what this is
but you got me good like you knew you would
I don't know what you do
but you got me under your spell

~Mercy, Buffy

EPOV:

My eyes flew open as I came into my pants. This dream had been especially dirty. I moaned remembering.

I was walking into my office. I was in a button shirt and jeans with a white doctor coat on top. I sat down to look for a patient's file. I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I called out.

I heard the clicking of heels as the door was locked.

"Are you sure you want me to come?" I heard Bella's voice call to me. I looked up and groaned. She was wearing a suit but instead of a blouse she wore only a bra.

She walked over to me and put a leg up on my desk right in front me. She leaned in.

"I think I'm coming down with a fever doctor. I have a deep need to be touched. And I can't seem to keep my hand or my tongue to myself." She moaned as she put her hand on her knee and moved it close but not quite yet to her core.

I trembled as I reached forward slowly to trace the line of the waist line of her suit pants. "Well, I suppose a thorough inspection of your body might ease the urgency."

She nodded closing her eyes as I sat her down on my desk and stepped between her legs. She had such long legs.

I pulled off her jacket and unclipped her bra. She shifted closer to my pants and began to dry hump my bulged crotch area. She rubbed against it slowly and moaned at the feeling.

This was probably the best dry humping, well the only dry humping, that made me feel so good. It was sexy, dirty, and so erotic.

I pulled off her bra and licked her hardened nipples. I sucked on them and enjoyed the sensation they gave me. I reached for her pants as I licked. She stopped me.

"No sir," She hopped off the table and I felt disappointment. She sat me down and I realized what was next.

She pulled off my pants and boxers. She looked me straight in the eye as she got on her knees and kissed the tip of it.

I moaned at the sensation. "DAMN!" I yelled out as she licked all over. "Oh, god," I gasped.

She moaned as if she enjoyed the taste. That made me so hot. She put in her mouth and pulled it all the way in managing to not choke. I felt the tip hit the back of her throat. I yelled out.

I put my hands in her hair and guided her rhythm. She was so hot. I made her go faster. "BELLA!" I yelled out. She moaned at my name as she suckled on my head.

She put it all the way into her mouth again. She went slowly and I felt her pause when it hit the back of her throat. I yelled out, "SHIT Bella I'm going to cum!"

She didn't pull it out though. I screamed out as she swallowed it. Oh God help me.

She smiled sat up. "I'm sorry Edward. It's just that I love your cock so much it makes me…" She moaned at the thought. I was still sensitive from coming.

I let out a deep sigh, happy with everything. Sure I had that nagging feeling that Bella was still not quite ready to even start to take a liking to me. I wanted to make her feel better with me.

I sighed and drew my hands around the back of my head. I felt a deep sense of bitterness at how horny I was. It was simpler to be horny as a girl. All they had to do was slip in a vibrator, what did us men have? We just had flesh lights and even then that seemed too…It was just too weird.

I turned around to see what time it was, it was 5 in the morning. Time for a cold shower, I thought angrily.

I got out shivering later on. I decided it was time to get to know Bella a bit more. It wasn't that long of a drive to Forks from L.A. it was just around 6 hours.

I walked knocked carelessly on her apartment door. I heard a loud moan from inside. It was Bella's. I felt myself shy from the door, not quite ready to catch Bella with someone else.

"I, um, just one minute." I heard her voice call out. I heard footsteps but I could see they were only of one person. Was the guy just laying there ready to wait for me to see them?

Bella opened the door with a flushed face and a bowl of Cheerios. She turned even redder when she saw me.

"Are you busy?" I asked. I was confused by her outfit. She was wearing underclothing. Just a black bra and I could tell she wore a black thong too. On top of it she wore a lace looking dress that hugged to her body. It would've looked like P.J.'s even were it not for her high heels that completed the lingerie look.

"Oh," She looked down realizing what she wore. She turned incredibly red. "I was…sleeping?"

I leaned against the door. She would've asked me to leave if someone else had been there. "Bella, are you alone here? Or would you like me to leave if someone else is here that you're attending to?"

She raised an eyebrow, looking confused, "Someone else? There's no one else here, and no. Don't leave."

She turned red. "Did you hear me?"

I scratched the back of my head. "Well, I did hear you moan…"

She covered her face with her hands. "I'm so embarrassed. I don't want you to think that I'm just sleeping around with some guy. I like to avoid sexual diseases and pregnancy…I was feeling a bit…"She trailed off and turned back to her room. I followed suit.

"Were you…" I trailed off. I felt myself turn a bit hotter at the thought of Bella, all alone in a room twitching and orgasming all by herself. I could've watched her. Or at least kept my mouth shut, and I should've just stood outside the door and listened to her screams.

"I was." She blushed sadly. I bit down on lip, tracing her body with my eyes.

"That's not that bad, I was in the same situation this morning. Except, I don't have a vibrator so I had to retain some pride and take a cold shower." I blurted out trying to make her feel better. We met eyes and for that moment I felt that all the things that drove her to do what she did was me. And I let her know with my eyes that I wanted her so badly.

She broke contact by closing her eyes. "Well, why are you here?"

I shook my head slights. I was trying to remember…."Oh, yeah I was hoping that you would like to go and tour Forks? I want to get to know you more." I smiled innocently.

She tilted her head to the side. "You want to take me to Forks to…what?"She shrugged. "I have no one there. My mother was a drunken prostitute who got me a police record."

I frowned. She sighed. "My mom made me go to stores to buy her beer. She also had me stealing beer for her when she hadn't been able to work."

I walked over and grabbed her hand. "I'm sorry you had to do that."She looked at our linked fingers.

"There is someone I've been meaning to see again though." She smiled up at me. "He was the only friend I had in high school. He helped me when Brandy-"

I interrupted her. "Oh, I remember her. You told me about how she was becoming your friend in the last letter you sent me!"

She shook her head with a bitter grin. "She was only my 'friend' so that she could find out my secrets. Then she told my whole school about them." She broke off from our touch. "She told my whole school about the restriction order you put on me. She had the whole school chanting 'Bella is Edward's paparazzi!"

I reached over. "I'm sorry; it was my lawyer that put the order. And then my ego went over the top with my fame and fans."

She nodded, not meeting my eyes. This wasn't planned I thought. I wanted to get to know each other more not have her hate me even more.

I put my arms around her waist from behind. She stiffened but I stubbornly held. I wanted her to know that I was sorry, I regretted it so much.

She let herself click with my body, like to pieces that were reunited. We weren't exactly a puzzle, we weren't manufactured or made a couple in heaven.

We were two beings who had trouble clicking but when we did it was perfection of mixing to dangerous chemicals.

"Let's get going." I whispered in her ear. She shivered. I wanted us to click. She turned around and leaned in. I pressed myself a bit more against her. I wanted her so badly.

"Yes, lets," She smiled turning away. "Let me change into something less nude quickly." She winked.

I gulped at the thought of her being completely nude. Why did she have to be so disagreeable to showing certain parts of her body; the ones I wanted to see the most?

"Okay," I said. I took a seat before people found out I had wobbly knees.

She smiled at me as she walked out. She was wearing a deep blue skirt that rushed from her waist to her knees. She only had a black bra on top of it that glinted in the light. She had on that flower clipped to the side of her head. She had on straight edge sun glasses that were barely a shade darker than her tousled loose brown locks.

In her hand she had a white handbag and her hand held a black wristwatch. "How's this for style?" She smirked.

I flashed a crooked grin, "Let's get this show on the road."

It was a talkative trip to Forks. We sang along to The Killers and chatted without awkward bumps. She laughed at my lame knock, knock jokes and she talked about this YouTube segment called, "The Annoying Orange."

She pointed me down a road and asked me to make a left. We stepped out of the Volvo and walked to the little white house. It was simple and looked a bit worn. There was a comfort in its quiet beauty that made me feel like being a hot shot wasn't necessary.

She knocked on the door with a smile. "His name is Tyler. He's a sweetheart."

I tried to smile despite my sudden sense of anger toward this "Sweetheart." Had he been more than a friend to Bella?

"Bella!" I heard a deep voice call out as the door opened.

"Tyler," She smiled serenely as she leaned in to hug him. "I've missed you so much."

"Wow," He awed at her. She blushed and waved a hand dismissively. "Tyler, this is my friend, Edward."

"Edward?" He asked stiffly. I finally got a good look as he turned to me. He was good looking, that strong kind of guy, women go for when searching to settle down.

"Edward Cullen, you guys finally get along," He sighed shaking my hand. I didn't miss the sadness in his voice.

"Yes."She smiled, "finally."

"It's nice to meet you." I said simply. I was confused by everything.

"So Tyler is Katie home?" Bella gushed as she walked in. I awkwardly closed the door behind us. I hoped Katie was his wife!

He shook his head. "Becky had custody this week." He sighed sadly and sat down on his cozy living room. He looked over to me. "Becky is my ex wife, we got divorced and since then I've had to share custody of my daughter, Katie, with Becky and her boyfriend James."

Bella drew her arms around him and leaned into his touch. I felt a sinking hit in my gut as I looked away. I had to fight for her every waking moment and then I had to watch him have it so easy.

"I can't believe I have two celebrities in my living room," Tyler laughed. I smiled weakly.

"Tyler I hope you haven't ordered Chinese for us again." Bella scolded. He laughed.

"I was about to actually. I suppose that means I shouldn't though."

She clicked her tongue angrily. "I'll make a meal for us." She flashed me a grin as she walked into the kitchen.

"Edward Cullen," He repeated sitting down next to me. "The guy Bella couldn't stop admiring," He sighed bitterly. I rolled my eyes.

"Pfft, Bella's got her eyes on someone else," I countered. He chuckled.

"I doubt it," He said.

"She likes you," I blurted out.

He shook his head sadly. "I've been head over heels for Bella since I was in high school. She knows it but we never clicked in the right way, she says. I knew since high school I wasn't the one for her but it doesn't stop how much I love her, how much I want her."

I nodded understanding. "Tell me how she was in high school."

He laughed.

"In high school Bella was a total babe. You should've seen her work those button shirts and skirts. Her necklaces drove the whole male population wild; especially me. There was this windy day she wore a flowing skirt. A gust came and I thought I saw heaven!" He laughed. I shook my head laughing too.

"But Bella was always too far away for us to understand. She saw things in this world, we small town folk couldn't see."He shrugged. "She got her chance when she sang this song to Brandy."

I frowned. "She sang her a song?"

"Yup," He smiled. "She called Brandy a backstabber, a bitch, a shit talker. That was just Bella being Bella." He chuckled. "Bella is honest. And even though she's naturally a good person, she constantly reminds me that she is a bad ass."

I looked over his shoulder in time to see Bella do this weird twist in the kitchen. "That's the best part of her. She's different and she's in a place everyone wants to be. I wish I could honestly not give a shit about what people think of me." I replied.

He put his hand on my shoulder. "I can tell you try. And with Bella there is going to be a moment when you will NOT learn to not give a shit, but you will learn to find yourself." He clarified.

I nodded. "I couldn't hope for anything more."

"Oh, gentlemen, I believe I should notify you that the paparazzi have spotted us." Bella called out in a high pitched voice. I sighed angrily; couldn't we be left alone one second?

Tyler patted me on the back sympathetically. "Don't worry man. Bella and I have got this rehearsed." I could hear their rush as all the curtains were closed and doors were locked. We snuck down to the basement with the spaghetti, mashed potatoes, steak, and lemonade Bella rushed to prepare us.

We all got along in a strange way. It's like Bella brought a lady like sense into the roughness of me. Tyler had his own sense of manliness but he reminded me more of a construction worker or a lumber man.

I was a kid from the city who had it too easy. I had never wished for anything outside of that till I saw how Bella admired his hard work.

A/N

Okay so I really loved how I depicted Tyler in this story but he isn't a crude, roughly drawn Jacob. I have a soft spot for Tyler because he's seems so, so sweet. I also have his little happily ever after planned out.

:D

Like always I'd love some constructive criticism.