unbeta'd. Hope this sorta makes up for the long wait!
I decided to go to back to bed after Charlie and Edward left.
After all, it was really early to be awake during summer vacation.
Before I settled back in bed, I made sure to turn the ringer on my phone up, juts in case Edward changed his mind about being saved.
Apparently, Edward didn't need rescuing, because when I woke up five hours later, it was to the sound of car doors slamming shut.
I quickly got up and looked out the window to see Edward helping dad carry in his ice box and fishing gear.
Wanting to meet them downstairs, i ran my fingers through my hair and stopped by the bathroom to gargle some mouthwash.
"So...how was it?" I asked Edward as he came into the kitchen. Dad had gone back out to the shed to put away the fishing stuff.
"It was good," Edward shrugged.
"It was good," I repeated. "They didn't like...traumatize you or anything?"
"Bella, it was fine. Don't worry about it."
I eyed Edward curiously. He was hiding something.
"You're hiding something."
"Trust me, Bella. We fished, Jacob played, we talked."
"Ha!" I exclaimed. "So you talked. What about?"
"Just guy stuff. Sports, you know." Edward went over to the fridge and took out two bottles of water and handed one to me.
"Since when do you talk about guy stuff?" I asked, taking the bottle from him.
"Are you questioning my masculinity here? My dads into sports. I know things," Edward added, looking hurt.
I couldn't continue my interrogation of him because my dad came back into the room then.
"So, Dad. How was fishing?"
"It was good, Bells. Edward caught the biggest fish out of all of us," Charlie shrugged.
"Cool," I nodded my head. "What did you guys talk about?"
Charlie shot Edward a look. "Guy stuff. Sports, boring stuff to you."
"Ugh!" I threw my hands up.
"You are so, totally lying!" I huffed. "Edward said the same thing!"
"Smart boy," Charlie commented. "Now, come on, Edward. I'm going to teach you how to clean a fish!"
0-0
The next couple of weeks passed by quickly and before I was ready for it, it was the Fourth of July.
Last years hadn't been that exciting.
Charlie had been working, so I just grilled some hot dogs for us to eat when he was able to take a short break.
I had stayed in that night, watching fireworks on tv.
This year though, the Cullens had invited Dad and me over for a barbecue and swimming.
"Now, you're sure your mom doesn't want me to bring anything?" I asked Edward for the millionth time.
I heard him sigh over the phone. "No, Bella. Just yourself and your dad. Mom already went shopping and bought everything yesterday."
"Okay, okay. Just making sure. We'll be over in a bit. Bye."
After hanging up, I grabbed a tote bag and shoved sunblock and a towel into it. I had already changed into my swimsuit, a nautical looking bikini that I had bought for the occasion. Over it I was wearing a pair of old denim cut offs and a blue tank.
"You, ready, Bells?" Charlie yelled to me from the bottom of the stairs.
"Yeah, hang on!" I replied. I quickly threw my hair up in a ponytail. Luckily for Forks, we were going through somewhat of a heat wave and I intended on taking full advantage of it.
My dad and I walked through the side gate of their house to where everyone was and were instantly greeted by Esme.
"Hey, guys! Glad you could make it," Esme said, setting down a platter of fruit on one of the tables. "Bella, why don't you go inside and see what Edward is up to?"
"Thanks, Esme." I didn't need any more urging. I hadn't seen Edward in a few days, so with a quick wave to Carlisle who was setting up the grill, I went inside to go find Edward.
As soon as I got in the house, I could hear the muffled sound of Sublime playing up in Edwards room.
The door was cracked open a bit, so I went in his room, finding him laying on his back on his bed.
"Hey," I smiled, going to sit down next to him. "I half expected you to be smoking up here or something. I didn't know you liked Sublime."
"James listens to them all the time. They've grown on me." Edward said, looking up at me. "And smoking? Bella, my parents are downstairs. Besides that, I don't smoke weed."
"I'm just teasing. But have you smoked before? I mean, you hung out with James and Victoria a lot and I know that they do. Frequently."
Edward shrugged. "No. They don't really do it much around any of us. I mean, they've offered before but I've always said no. Why, have you?"
"Well...yeah. I'm not like a huge stoner, obviously, but I've done it a few times at parties with Jess and them." I looked away from him, suddenly feeling embarrassed. He didn't seem to mind Victoria and James doing it, but maybe he would mind that I had done it before.
"I've always wanted to try," he said instead, surprising me.
"Really?"
"Yeah," Edward shrugged again. "I mean, just curiosity. Even Angela and Ben have tried it once."
"Angela? Really?" I asked, surprised. "That's weird."
"Maybe we could try it together? Just once, before the summer is over?"
"Yeah..." I paused. "Maybe. We'd have to get some, first. But come on, let's go outside. I want to go swimming before we eat."
I shut off Edwards iHome, then grabbed his hand, pulling him off the bed and downstairs to the backyard, passing my dad in the kitchen where he was now helping Esme with something.
Once we were outside, Carlisle summoned Edward over to help him, so I was left alone to go swimming. It felt kind of awkward to be basically undressing in front of everyone, but as I glanced over to Edward, I saw his face had a kind of glazed over look as he stared at me intently.
I felt the heat rise to my cheeks as Edwards gaze didn't waver from me. Was it a good kind of gaze? A bad? I tugged at my bikini self consciously and looked down.
I thought I looked okay.
Deciding to ignore Edwards weird behavior, I dug around in my bag for my sunscreen and started applying it to my body. With my luck, without it I would just end up turning bright red.
Realizing that there was only so much of my back that I could reach, I needed help putting it on.
Grabbing the bottle, I headed over to where Edward was with his dad.
"Hey, umm...I can't reach like the very middle of my back. Do you think you could help me out?" I asked, holding the bottle out to Edward.
He just looked at me, then down to the bottle.
"Edward?" I waved the bottle in his face.
Carlisle came up from behind him and clapped him on the back, then mumbled something to him I couldn't quite hear.
Edward seemed to snap out of it then and grinned sheepishly. "Uh, sure. I can do that to you. I mean...for you."
Carlisle laughed turned back to the grill, mumbling something under his breath again.
I pulled my hair to the side and gasped a bit as the cool lotion touched my back.
"Can you go swimming with me now? Or do you still have to help your dad?"
"I can go in with you," he replied.
Edwards hands were working lower down my back now, his finger sliding underneath the strap of my bikini top. His hands felt so nice that I let out an embarrassingly breathy moan.
Edwards hands stilled almost immediately. "Well, um, all done. I'm just going to change into my board shorts. I'll be right out."
I decided to not wait for Edward to come back and instead walked down the steps in the shallow end of the pool. Ten minutes later, Edward came back out wearing a white v-neck and black board shorts. He walked over to me, sitting on the edge of the deep end of the pool, his feet dangling in the water.
"Took you long enough," I huffed, jokingly. "What were you doing?"
Just then, Carlisle barked out a weird noise that sounded somewhere between a laugh and a cough.
"I couldn't find my board shorts," he said, throwing his dad a dirty look, then taking off his shirt and tossing it onto a nearby chair.
He pushed himself off the ledge and falling in the water, plugging his nose and squeezing his eyes shut.
When he resurfaced to the top, he rubbed his eyes and blinked, then smiled at me.
I felt my heart stutter and my breath catch at the way he looked at me. He had gotten in the pool so quickly that I hadn't gotten to admire him without a shirt on, the first time I'd seen him shirtless.
The muscle that I had seen plenty of times beneath a t-shirt were now visible to me, along with his slightly tanned, freckled shoulders I hadn't seen before.
"Hey, you have freckles like mine," I blurted out.
Edward looked down to his shoulders and then back at me. "Yeah, I've been swimming every morning since school got out. I guess that's the only place I'm going to actually tan."
I shrugged. "I like you either way."
Biting my lip, I glanced over to Carlisle who had his back to us at the grill. I swam closer to Edward and grabbed onto his biceps to steady myself and kissed him.
"What was that for?" Edward asked, grinning.
"Just cause I like you."
We swam around for a little while until Carlisle announced that the meat was done grilling and my dad and Esme came out with the side dishes.
After we finished eating, I helped Edward do the dishes and clean everything up, then we went back outside to swim a bit more before it got darker.
Edwards mood seemed to have changed for the better from the weird way that he was acting when I first came over, which was good. He definitely seemed more relaxed as he splashed me with the water.
"Bella? We're about to do fireworks in a bit, do you want to take a quick shower first?" Esme asked.
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," I replied, swimming over to the shallow end to get out of the pool.
"Oh, god." Edward muttered quietly. He was staring. Again.
This time at my chest.
I looked down, seeing the problem instantly. Hello, nipples.
Feeling a little embarrassed but pleased that Edward at least liked what he say, I quickly grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my body.
As soon as my boobs were covered, Edward snapped out of it and looked up at me. "Sorry," he blushed.
"It's okay. I'm just going to take a shower. Okay. I'll be back," I said, rushing inside.
I was so glad that none of the adults were paying attention to us for that little incident.
After my shower, we messed around with Sparklers for a little bit before we headed over to Tillicum Park to watch the fireworks.
Dad has excused himself to go home before the park, since he had to work early in the morning.
When we got to the park, Esme laid out a blanket for us to sit on.
"Mom? Bella and I are going to go for a little walk around the park, we'll be back," Edward said, grabbing my hand and leading me toward the back of the park where our regular spot was.
"What are we doing back here?" I asked once we sat down. It was pretty much deserted, since mostly everyone was at the opposite end of the park.
"I just wanted to spend some time with you."
"Edward," I laughed. "We've spent all day together."
"Yeah," Edward shrugged. "But our parents were there. Now they're not."
"Oh," I replied. "So, then. Since we're pretty much alone, what do you want to do?"
Edward grabbed me, putting his hands on my hips and pulled me closer to him, until our faces were close together.
We stayed like that until I went forward to close the gap.
After kissing for a few minutes, the loud bang of the first fireworks startled me, causing me to let out a surprised squeak.
"Come on, let's get back." I told Edward, giving him a quick kiss before heading back the way we came.
0-0
Two weeks later, Edward and I were in my bedroom, making out on the bed.
It took a lot of coercing to get Edward up there, but after insisting that my dad wouldn't be home for hours, he finally followed me up.
He had been tentative to kiss me at first, instead trying to distract me by looking through my CD collection.
It wasn't until I got off my bed and went behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist that he gave in.
Edward turned around to face me and placed his hands on my waist, pulling me closer as I moved my hands up to play with the hair at the nape of neck.
After kissing standing up for a while, I began to push Edward toward the bed until his knees hit the back of it, causing us to fall onto the bed with me on top of him.
Both of us were breathing hard and I couldn't help myself from squirming against him, feeling him hard underneath me. Edwards hands made a trail up from my hair down to my ass, where he began tracing along the edge of the lounge shorts I was wearing.
"Touch me, please." I whispered when Edward pulled back to take a deep breath.
"Are...are you sure?"
"Yes," I nodded my head. "I'm really, really sure."
Edward nodded and kissed me gently. "I'll start over the clothes."
"Over the clothes," I repeated, agreeing with him.
He rolled us over so that I was on my back and he was on his side next to me.
Keeping his eyes on my face, his right hand went back to my hip, then slowly ran along my skin to below my belly button, causing me to shiver.
When his hand went down down to between my legs, my hips bucked up against his hand.
"Is that okay?" Edward asked, stilling his hand.
"Yes. Keep going," I whispered.
Edward kept touching me until I needed more.
"Underneath," I groaned out, unable to form a complete sentence. I was too focused on how he was making me feel.
When his fingers touched me for the first time, skin to skin, my hips shot off the bed at how much more I could feel.
Edwards movements were tentative at first, but with each groan or arch of my hips, his movements were more insistent until my entire body tensed and shook with my orgasm.
Edward kept stroking me until I whimpered and shut my legs tightly against his hand. I reached up to kiss him hard and then pushed him on his back so I could climb over him to go clean myself up.
When I got back to my bedroom, Edward was laying on his back with his eyes shut, a smug smile on his face. Edward opened his eyes and gave me a lazy smile, reaching his hand out toward me.
I giggled, taking his hand and laying down next to him on the bed, snuggling into his side.
After a few minutes of silence, I noticed the bulge in Edwards jeans was still there and must have been uncomfortable.
Without speaking, my hands went down to his pants and I quickly unzipped his jeans and grasped him in my hands.
"Bella?" Edward groaned, reaching down to grab my wrist and still my movements.
"Shh," I said, smacking his hand away. "I want to try something."
I steeled my nerves for what I was about to do. I mean, it was just a blow job, right?
I'd never really thought about actually wanting to give one before, I had always thought they were gross. Rose and Victoria had talked about giving them to their boyfriends enough to know that it wasn't always gross. I also knew that teen boys loved blow jobs; girls like Lauren handed them out like goodnight kisses after dates.
"It's okay, Bella. We can just go downstairs and watch a movie," Edward suggested, sensing my hesitation.
"No," I shook my head. "No. I just wanted to try something..."
I trailed off, tugging Edwards jeans down around his thighs and then pulled him out of the opening of his boxers.
I took his dick back in my hand and pumped him twice, then scooted down the bed so I was kneeling above him. Getting down to rest on my arms, I wasted no more time and flicked my tongue out, licking the head of his dick.
"Shit," Edward ground out, banging his fist on my bed.
I smiled to myself, the only time I heard him swear was when we were like this.
Feeling more confident, I lowered my mouth on him as far as I could go and stroked the rest with one of my hands.
After a few minutes of erratic movements from the both of us, Edward began to frantically push against my shoulders.
"Move...Bella, move," Edward groaned.
I grabbed Kleenex from the box on my nightstand and took my mouth off of him but continued to stroke him until he came into the wad of tissue.
I hopped up off the bed and went to the bathroom to flush it down the toilet, leaving Edward laying on the bed and panting hard.
"Bella, that was...awesome." Edward breathed when I came back into the room. "Was it okay for you?"
"Yeah," I blushed. "It was good."
"All of it?" Edward asked. He didn't elaborate, but I knew he meant more than just the act.
"Yeah," I smiled, kissing him. "It was all perfect."
0-0
I laid in his arms for a little while, surprised at how not freaked out I felt. Taking that step with Edward seemed right. I let myself relax deeper into his arms only to bolt up when I heard a car door slam.
"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit," I hissed, jumping off the bed and going over to the window to see if it really was my dad.
It was.
"I thought you said your dad wasn't going to come home for hours?" Edward groaned, shooting up off the bed and grabbing his jeans off the ground, hastily pulling them on.
"You cannot be up here. That is like the one rule Charlie has that I know he means. You have to get out of my room!"
"Bella, I can't just go down the stairs and walk out the front door." Edward said, running a hand through his hair.
I straighted out my clothes and worked at smoothing out my hair. "I know. You're going to have to climb out the window."
"You're kidding, right?" Edward asked, looking at me like I was insane. "You're not. Bella, you're on the second story. I can't climb up a tree, let alone down."
"Do you want Charlie to shoot you? I know you guys have some weird bond, but seriously," I said, trying to reason with him.
When the front door opened, Edward and my eyes immediately shot to my closed bedroom door. "You have to go now. You'll be fine."
I kissed Edward on the cheek and pushed him toward the open window. "I'll call you later!"
Edward grumbled something under his breath and climbed out of the window and onto the tree. Once his body was fully out of the window, I shut it behind him.
Still feeling really flustered, I got back in bed and buried myself under the covers, facing away from the door.
I could hear Dad going up the stairs and unsurprisingly, stopping at my bedroom door.
He knocked twice before opening the door. "Bells?"
I didn't answer, deciding it was best to continue to fake sleeping.
After a few seconds, he exhaled deeply. "Well, you can let Edward know that I'll be expecting both of you at the station at 7 tomorrow morning. I'm not stupid, Bella. I saw him from the kitchen window."
Oops.
So, this fic is on its way to being complete. Originally it was going to be 22 chapters, but I've decided to go with shorter chapters until the end so I'll (hopefully) update more frequently.
Sorry I didn't send out review replies for the last chapter, but if you review this chapter, I'll reply back with a teaser.