Title: Sinful Thoughts
Author: Readingmama/Vampiremama
Beta: AcrossTheSkyInStars

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. No copyright infringement is intended.

Continuity: AH/AU
Rating: M cause you never know when a lemon writes itself.

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Chapter 11

BPOV

It took me almost until graduation to get Renee off my back about bringing a date. Even Edward had told me to forget about it and take someone else. I told him to 'shove it' and that I was taking him, whether he liked it or not. The smug smile on his face told me that he liked my aggressive response.

Alice's parents owned a large house on an even larger piece of land, giving us the perfect place for our after-grad party. We spent the week before attaching tarps to trees to give us cover from the high chance of rain. Charlie and Renee balked at first at the idea of us all camping out there, but when I mentioned that Edward was going to be there to look out for me, they conceded. It was a dirty trick, I know.

Edward and I had very little time together alone. Renee didn't work outside the home and seemed to be volunteering less and less that year. I don't know what the garden party club did without all her useful gossip. Her guilt over keeping Edward's adoption a secret had come out in the form of a constantly present mother. Even though I wanted time alone, I could tell Edward appreciated the extra attention. All of this, however, resulted in very little progression of our physical relationship. When you are worried about your parents walking in and finding you making out with your brother, you tend to keep the clothes on. I was aching for skin on skin contact, but could see no safe way to pursue it.

Alice had taken Edward shopping for his grad suit. I felt jealous that they developed the sibling type bond that Edward and I could never seem to master. That left me to shop with Rosalie, the goddess of the bargain bins. With her figure she could wear a dress of any quality. I, however, needed something made properly to fill in the curves I didn't have. I was about to head over to her place when Renee called me out to the front yard.

"What's up?" I asked, stepping out of the house. The beat up, red truck stood proudly in the driveway, flanked by my parents. "Is that for me?" I inquired excitedly.

"Happy graduation, sweetheart," Renee said.

"Shut up! This is awesome," I squealed, hugging both of my parents. Charlie handed me the keys and mumbled something about new tires but I wasn't paying attention. All I could think about was the fact that I would have some independence. Oh yeah, and a new place to make out with Edward.

I hopped into the truck and started it up. The beast hissed and moaned liked a woman in labor but I loved her. I popped on the stereo and my favorite Muse song came on, signifying that the stars were aligned and it was going to be a good day.

"What is that piece of shit?" Rosalie asked, coming out of her house.

"Shut it bitch, at least I have a piece of shit."

"Touché," she giggled before getting in.

Our day went well as we tried on the few selections that Port Angeles had to offer. I felt bad watching Rose try on dresses at first, but then I realized that Edward chose me over a girl like Rosalie, so I shouldn't put myself down. There had to be something special about me, right?

"So how are things with you and Emmett? I feel like we've been so busy since school started that we haven't really talked."

"Really good. We are both applying to Washington next year; my parents are freaking out saying we can't live together but we will see. I think we both want to do a year in the dorms first anyway."

"Wow, live together. Are you guys, you know."

"Really Bella? Just say it," Rose said with a smile.

"Sex," I whispered.

"There you go. And no, we aren't…yet."

"Yet?"

"Well, I thought maybe we would do it after graduation. Seems like the thing to do."

"Do you love him?" I asked, shocked.

"Sure. He is dumb and loud, but he kind of grows on you, you know?" It was the first time I really seen Rose hesitant or unsure.

"I'm really going to miss you next year," I said.

"I know, but we'll be close. Do you know where you want to go after next year?" she asked.

"We're thinking Chicago," I said.

"We?"

"Oh, yeah. Edward and I want to go to the same school. Save my parents some money on housing, you know," I said quickly trying to cover the slip.

"Oh that's cool." I let out a breath of relief when that was all she said.

At the end of the day we had each found our perfect dress. Rose's was a deep green, strapless number that resembled Marilyn Monroe's famous pink dress in style. I chose a more understated gown with a long flowing skirt and a simple v-neck top. The royal blue color is what drew me to it and when I tried it on; it was the only one that made me feel pretty.

The actual day of graduation seemed anti-climatic. You spend your entire school career waiting for this day, and all you do is walk across a stage and get a piece of paper. Of course with the year that I had previously; falling for my brother, finding out he was adopted, being able to express my feelings to him but having to keep them secret from everyone else. I guess that sometimes life trumps something silly like graduating high school.

Charlie and Renee fussed over me and took pictures, but nothing about that day really caught my attention, until I saw Edward. He waited patiently behind our parents, allowing them to finish before congratulating me. We he stepped into my view, my heart nearly stopped.

I had seen Edward in a suit before, but it had been years. The last time he was a boy, this time, there was no doubt he was a man. Let me start at the bottom and work my way up. On his feet he wore two toned shoes, he knew I had something of a fetish for nineteen thirties fashion and I knew that he was playing it up. He wore a one button pinstriped suit that had skinny legs and a fitted waist. He wore no tie but had the top two buttons opened on his white dress shirt, framing his Adams apple perfectly. Then to top it all off he was sporting what could only be described as perfectly ruffled bed head. I wanted to lick him.

He came up and wrapped his arms around me. "Congratulations Bella," he whispered into my ear, causing me to shiver. We broke the hug before anyone it became too long. I missed him in my arms immediately.

It felt like forever before we actually got rid of all the parents and headed out to Alice's place.

"I threw some extra blankets in the back of your truck," Edward said as we headed towards the vehicle, "in case you get cold."

"Thanks." That is what I said out loud, what I thought was, if I'm cold, it better be you warming me up, not some extra blanket.

We pulled up to Alice's right behind Rose and Emmett. She squawked when Emmett helped her out of his jeep, of course the hand on her ass might have been what provoked the noise. I shot daggers at my friends as I put the truck in park.

"I know. It sucks," Edward said, grabbing my hand, "but we'll make it work, and in a year we will be gone and no one will be able to say anything if I grab your ass in public."

A small smile crept onto my face. "Edward, you still blush when you grab my ass in private." He responded with a chuckle.

We grabbed our things out of the truck and headed towards the clearing we were going to set up in. The tarps had held up and it was truly an amazing sight. Alice's parents had even provided a fire pit.

Each couple set up their tents. I noticed that we were the only ones without an air mattress, but it might have been uncomfortable to explain a queen sized air mattress for the brother/sister tent. Luckily, the tents were spaced quite far apart from each other, none of us wanting to hear any 'noises' from the others.

Jasper and Edward took care of lighting the fire as the girls finished up putting the bedding in the tents. The extra blankets that Edward brought would provide a good soft base for us to sleep on. The thought made me want to skip the visiting and go right to bed.

"Beer?" Emmett said, coming back from his jeep with a full cooler.

"No, I'm good," I said as Rose and Alice each took one. It was another thing that Edward and I were going to miss out on. We were worried that we might slip up if we drank around each other. I grabbed a coke out of the cooler and cracked it open.

We all gathered around the fire, Jazz with his arm around Alice and Rose sitting in between Emmett's legs. Edward and I sat a respectable distance apart, chatting with our friends and avoiding too much eye contact.

It was going to be a long night.

EPOV

As I am sure all of you know, Google is a variable cornucopia of useless information. Like, did you know that sixteen year old boys think of sex every twenty seconds? I needed to know if I was in the norm; apparently I was. Although on prom night, I think that number was a bit closer to four.

Sitting so close to Bella and not being able to touch her was torture. Every once in a while the wind would blow just so and her scent mixed with campfire would drift towards me. I swear to this day I get a boner when I smell burning wood.

She had changed from grad into a pair of tan cargo pants and a green hoodie. The outfit was nothing special, but on her, she made it breathtaking. As our friends became more and more inebriated, they became more comfortable with showing affection. I swore, if I had to watch Emmett grab Rosalie's boob one more time, I was going to lose it.

Luckily, the evening wound down and each of us headed to our respective tent. The girls made a quick trek to the house to use the washroom, while we guys intended to bond with nature by peeing in the bush. When they returned, Alice and Rose were giggling and Bella was quiet. Her head was down and I knew immediately that something was wrong.

She walked up to me and I held the door open for her. She climbed in and I took a quick look back to see that everyone had gone into their tents before I joined her.

She sat on the large pile of blankets, looking not sad but contemplative. I took my place next to her after kicking my shoes off.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she replied unconvincingly.

"Bella."

"It's just Rose and Alice were talking about what they were going to be doing with the guys tonight. I felt left out. It's no big deal."

I was unsure if she felt left out by what they were going to do or that they were able to talk about it. So I asked her, causing a blush to creep onto her face. I would be lying through my teeth if I said I hadn't thought about sex with Bella but I didn't want our first time to be out in the bush, on the ground and most importantly, where we would have to be quiet.

"Bella, I don't want to do something just because our friends are doing it."

"Edward, I think we both know we aren't ready for that step." It was true. I had yet to see her naked, with exception to that time I walked in on her coming out of the shower, but I don't count that cause it wasn't planned. Still, I was a little disappointed.

"I know," I replied.

"But I was hoping for another step," she said quietly. My ears and a certain other body part perked up.

I looked at her and felt the air in the tent become thick. Part of me wanted to know what she was thinking and the other part didn't care as long as I got to touch her boob. I was sixteen, give me a break.

When she looked up at me, I forgot about how far we would go and worried about making her feel loved. Because there was no doubt in my mind at that point that I loved her.

"Come here," I said gently, pulling her into my arms. Her head found the crook of my neck and she let out a sigh. "Do you want to get changed?"

"Okay," she said pulling back. Before I had a chance to turn and give her some privacy, Bella pulled her top off. I sat stunned, and completely turned on as she sat there in her bra, smirking at me. I was unsure of how to start so I just stared.

"You can touch me, Edward," she cooed. I had no idea where this bold side of her came from but I loved it.

Always one to give her what she wanted, I leaned forward and touched her shoulder with my fingertips. I followed them with my eyes as I grazed down her arm and then across her abdomen. Her body shivered at my touch, causing me to groan. Her hands moved then and found purchase in my hair, pulling me in for a kiss.

Every time our lips met was a different experience but always exciting. I slowly laid her back onto the blankets and lowered my body over hers. I kept my weight on my elbow so as to not crush her. My other hand trailed across her collarbone and down along the swell of her breast. It was the most skin I had touched and I felt drunk off it. I sent my mouth on the same path my fingers had just taken, licking along the way. Her sighs of appreciation egged me on.

I looked up at her eyes and saw the love of my life contently smiling down at me. "Can I?" I asked, and she nodded.

I reached my hands under her back and fiddled with the clips on her bra. When it was obvious that I wasn't going to get it, Bella sat up and undid it herself. My breath caught as the material fell away from her breasts.

Now, I know that Bella's were the first pair of live breasts I had seen, but I felt comfortable with the thought that they were the most perfect pair in existence. My fingers reached out and touched her body softly, causing her to giggle. I looked up to her face to see she had a smug sense of satisfaction on her face.

I pulled off my sweater and t-shirt, leaving my chest bare as well. Bella's eyes widened slightly before pulling my body back down on hers. The feel of our skin touching was ecstasy.

Our kisses became more and more insistent and I rubbed my hips into hers. Our breathing became labored and I felt my orgasm coming on.

"Wait," Bella whimpered and I stopped instantly.

"What's wrong?"

She didn't answer; she just rolled my body over so I was lying on my back. I was about to ask her again when all coherent thought left me. Bella began undoing my pants. I hadn't wanted to have sex with her that night, but I think if she would have asked me for it, then I wouldn't have been able to refuse. But she didn't ask.

What she did do was almost too glorious for words. She pulled my prick out of my pants and stared at it. It made me nervous until I saw a small smile. She then wrapped her small fingers around him and pumped. I'm sure there are many who wouldn't believe me; men who had to teach their first girlfriends how to give a hand job but Bella was a natural. Hell, she did it better than me.

I wish I could tell you that it was all good, but cleaning up in a tent was quite a bit of trouble. I wanted to reciprocate, but without being able to wash my hands, Bella thought it best if I didn't stick my sperm filled fingers in her. I saw her point but I still felt like a shitty boyfriend, she had given me my first non-solo orgasm and I gave her a stain on her favorite pants.

"Edward," she mumbled as we snuggled underneath the blanket. I had wanted to keep our shirts off but it had gotten too cold.

"Yeah," I replied.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too, more than anything," I replied.

I held her in my arms all night, knowing that this would likely be the last time I would be able to do so until we left for school in a year.