Edward's POV:
Life was...different. Not bad, just a little fucking weird. I was really fucking happy. I kept smiling like a god-damn moron. Jasper and Emmet were convinced that I was being gloriously fucked by Jessica Stanley, the sluttiest, easiest whore in school. She had been relentlessly pursuing me for a few weeks now, offering to do things to me that usually only happened in pornos. But she had less than nothing to do with my elated mood.
Bella was like a fucking drug to me. Being around her always made me forget about shit. She could always make me fucking smile and laugh. I was becoming addicted to her scent, her face, her laugh. I saw her every fucking day, but only after school. We would spend the afternoons at the bookstore or on our mountainside, just fucking hanging out or doing our homework or talking. I'd bring a stereo and we'd chill out and listen to music for hours. And simple shit like that was making happier than I'd ever been.
School was fucking fun too. It was a thrill to have a secret like ours. I'd hang with her old group of friends, smiling to myself when I'd think about laughing with Bella at everything that they said later. We kept a careful distance from each other and we only spoke during Biology, and then it was just about the god-damn assignment. I'd catch her eye in the hallway or across the courtyard and we smiled briefly at each other before returning to our facade. I liked that she was my secret friend, even though I felt like we were far past friendship. She was like my secret soul mate. We fit together so perfectly, got along so effortlessly. And I had her all to my fucking self. I got to hear her every thought because she only had me to fucking talk to. I loved it.
But, of course, because life was never easy for me, I hadn't got to fucking kiss her yet. It was all I could think about. Bella's perfect lips and tongue. Fuck, I wanted to suck on them. But I was scared shit-less. I didn't want anything to change and I was fucking terrified that if I followed my heart and my fucking horny teenage hormones that I would piss her off or, fucking worse, that she just wouldn't kiss me back. I didn't think I could handle that shit. I got the feeling, sometimes, that she fucking wanted me too, but girls were always so fucking confusing and I was the first person she had trusted in so long. I couldn't just ambush her like I would any other fucking girl. I was her safety net. I had to be, I wanted to be different with her. I will not be an overly-horny motherfucking asshole to Bella.
But the waiting was making my dick painfully hard every fucking night. Until.....
It was a Saturday afternoon and we were hanging out at our special spot by the lake. Bella and I were lying side by side on our stomachs on the blanket that I always brought. Our arms were almost touching. She was reading To Kill a Mockingbird, again, and I was looking through a stack of photos that I had developed the day before. The pictures were mostly nature scenes but I stopped flipping the photos when I saw the one that I had taken of Bella staring out at the mountains. Her eyes were wide with wonder and her mouth was hanging open a bit. Her hair was tucked behind her little ear. Her profile was smooth and elegant, illuminated by the sunlight behind her. I glanced over at the real-life Bella beside me and smiled as I watched her tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. Her fucking adorable ear. I wanted to suck on that too. She caught me staring at her and murmured "pervert" under her breath. At that I picked up a pile of leaves and threw them onto her back and hair. She gawked at me and shoved my shoulder playfully. I pushed her back gently but she nearly fell over at the force; she was so fucking delicate. I laughed out loud when she used all the force in her small arms to push me again but didn't budge me at all. "Shut-up" she said acting all fucking offended but she was smiling. I reached over and started tickling her. She laughed and begged me to stop while trying to roll away from me. I moved to straddle her and she was flat on her back with me sitting on her thighs, tickling her until she was writhing and panting under me.
"Oh my god, Edward, cut it out; stop it, stop, stop!" She gasped out through giggles. She was trying to push my arms away but she was no match for me. She changed tactics and started tickling me instead. Holy Shit. I hate being tickled.
"Okay, I'll stop. Just Stop It!" I yelled out, already breathless from laughing. I held my hands up in a surrendering gesture and she removed her hands from my stomach and brought them down to rest on my thighs.
"So you can dish it out, but you can't take it, huh?" She panted, smiling up at me. But I wasn't fucking listening. I was watching her chest heaving with her deep breathing under her thin gray tank top. Her breasts were straining against the fabric and my dick was really enjoying the fucking view. I lowered my hands and rested them on top of hers. I darted my eyes to her lips and she fucking licked them in anticipation. I looked up to her eyes, which had become intense and smoldering.
"I want to fucking kiss you. I've wanted to kiss you for fucking forever." Her eyes fucking glowed when she heard that and she licked her lips again and nodded slightly. I moved my hands to either side of her head and lowered myself slowly and gently to lie down on top of her. I was taking my time, fucking relishing in feeling her every curve underneath me. I saw her eyes close when I lowered my face slowly to hers. I pressed my mouth against hers gently. Her mouth opened to my lips immediately and I took her bottom lip in between mine and sucked it gently. She tasted better than I had ever imagined. Her soft sigh bathed my face with her hot breath and she sucked my top lip into her mouth urgently. She seemed to be as desperate for this as I had been. I smiled into her mouth when I felt her warm soft tongue lick my lip and plunge into my mouth. I massaged her tongue with mine, while tangling my hand into her hair and tilting her head back so that I could thrust my tongue completely into her mouth. She fucking liked that shit and I felt her wrap her leg around my waist and pull me closer to her, grinding my package into her crotch. I was so fucking hard by then that I fucking started to dry hump her, right there on the cold hard ground. I felt a little ashamed at myself for doing this to her out in the open but she fucking moaned into my mouth at the new friction and my movements against her became more frantic. I pulled away from her mouth, desperate for air and I felt her hot, wet mouth latch onto my neck. Fuck, she's good at this shit. Her hands tangled into my hair and pulled me impossibly closer to her. She nibbled and sucked and licked her way up my neck, over my jawbone, and she grazed her teeth over my ear. I fisted my hand into the grass when she said the fucking sexiest thing any girl had ever said to me.
"You taste amazing." Her voice was all fucking husky and breathless and I couldn't hold back the groan that it brought from my mouth. I pulled her mouth back to mine greedily and the movements of our tongues were so fucking urgent. Her chest was pressed fully to mine, her nails digging long lines into my back. I felt her other leg wrap around my waist and I knew I had to stop this shit soon. The hormone-enraged teenager fucker part of my brain was screaming to tear off her clothes and feel her wrapped tightly around my hard dick. But the other part of my brain, the part that adored Bella and wanted to love her the way she deserved to be, finally won the battle raging in my head. I wanted it to be fucking special. I wanted to make her feel fucking important and I was pretty sure that fucking her outside on the grass was not the right way. She deserved much better. She pulled herself up with me when I tried to get off of her, refusing to loosen her grip on my neck or my lips. I put my hands gently on either side of her face and I heard her sigh in defeat as I softly pushed her away. She was sitting on my lap though so I hoped that she wouldn't feel entirely rejected. "What's wrong?" She asked, biting down on her red and slightly swollen lips.
"Nothing, I want this, I want you. You have no idea. But not like this. You deserve better. It should be special." I explained, embarrassing myself quite fucking thoroughly. I was the chick in this fucked-up situation. And to make matters worse, she was fucking pressing her lips together, clearly holding back her laugh. I felt my hard-on literally go limp at the sight.
"I had no idea you were such a prude, Edward." She gasped through her laughing.
"Shut the fuck up." I said as she held her hand up to her mouth to hold in her giggling. I shoved her off of me and stood up, packing all of our shit up while she watched me all fucking amused. "Yea, okay bitch, I hope you enjoy walking home." I yelled at her as I started walking back to my car. I heard her jump up and follow me but I didn't turn to look at her. I was a little peeved about all her fucking laughing. I was trying to be the good guy for the first time in my fucking life.
I threw my bag into the backseat and slammed the door shut. She was waiting for me, leaning against the driver's door and gazing at me with big, puppy dog eyes. I made my way to stand in front of her and she put her arms on my shoulders. I folded mine. Bella looked fucking adorable with her pouty lip and her big, sad eyes. I tried my best not to smile.
"I'm sorry. You're right. Do you think you'll ever forgive me?" She asked, running her fingers through my hair. Fuck me; I couldn't even remember why I was supposed to be mad at her anymore.
"Yea, I guess so." I said softly. She leaned up to me then and softly pressed her lips to mine. I snaked my arms around her waist and brought her closer to me. She pulled away from my mouth and put her lips to my ear.
"So, you're not going to make me walk home are you?" She whispered huskily.
"Oh, no, you're fucking walking." I chided giving her lovely ass a light slap and pulling her away from the car. I got in quickly and started the car while she ran as fast as she could to the other side. She almost had her hand on the handle when I hit the gas and drove the car away from her a little bit. I looked in the rear-view mirror and saw her standing with her arms folded, tapping her foot. Ha ha, who's laughing now? I rolled down the window and yelled at her to get the fuck in. She walked slowly to the car and got in in a huffy silence. I reached over and took her hand in mine, rubbing soothing circles on the back of her hand. I saw her smile slightly and figured I was forgiven. I held her hand the entire ride back, letting go only to park the Volvo in her driveway.
"Well, today was interesting. Um...thanks." She said awkwardly. Fucking adorable.
"My pleasure." I said. She nodded and smiled while getting out of the car. I yelled out to her through the window. "I can't wait to do it again." I smirked at her, winking. She smiled widely and sighed in relief. Good fucking day.