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 15

BPOV

As I have said before, Fall is my least favorite season. However, going off to school and getting to move in with Edward made me change my perspective a little. The first night in our new apartment was exciting and nerve-wracking, all at the same time. Edward had started to become very physical with me, and while I enjoyed it, I need some time to breathe, so I decided to head to the shower. Of course my body revolted, and before I could contemplate the words, I asked him to join me.

Edward and I had seen each other in various states of undress, but never completely naked at the same time and definitely never in such harsh lighting. When I flicked on the switch, I cringed at how blue my skin looked in the mirror. I didn't have long to think about it because Edward was behind me in a flash, pulling his shirt off. He then continued to pull his pants down and only stopped when they were around his ankles. I had yet to shed anything.

"What's wrong?" He asked me, suddenly looking nervous.

"Nothing," I lied.

The truth was that Edward was a piece of art. I mean, like chiseled by the hand of perfection to make us lesser mortals know their place. And in the harsh lighting, I was feeling a wave of self consciousness that threatened to overtake me now and again. But Edward, knowing me so well, could read the self doubt in my face. He wrapped his arms around me and looked into the mirror with me.

"You are beautiful," he said softly, causing my breath to quicken and my eyes to dart down. "You can be shy, that is who you are, but don't ever doubt that is what I see when I look at you. You are one of those rare women who are as stunning on the outside as they are on the inside."

My eyes darted up and met his in our reflection. "How did you get so sweet? I'm sure it wasn't from Charlie." I laughed a little at my lame joke. "All the girls are going to want to steal you."

"Bella, I may get attention, but you get me. Okay?"

"Okay," I replied.

He smiled at me and then tugged on the bottom of my shirt. "Now, how about that shower?"

Edward was reverent in his attention in the shower. He washed my hair and body, causing me to flush with excitement. The bed in the other room was daunting. I knew that when we came away to school we would have sex but I didn't really have a time limit in mind. Would he want to do it tonight? After travelling all day I was feeling exhausted and didn't want to stain our first time with yawning half-way through. I had gone on the pill but we had discussed that it would be a good idea to use two forms of birth control. Accidents were not something we could chance. I wondered if Edward brought condoms with him in anticipation or if we needed to go buy some.

"Hey," he said softly as he held my body to his, "where did you go?"

"Sorry," I replied, "I'm just really tired."

Edward reached over and turned the shower off. I stepped out of the tub and noticed that there were no towels in the room.

"I don't suppose you saw a linen closet?" I asked shivering.

Edward poked his head out of the shower curtain and chuckled. "Nope."

"Wish me luck," I said before opening the door and sprinting out. Water was dripping off me and the coolness of the rest of the apartment made my body cover over in goose bumps. I tried two doors before I found the right one. I grabbed two towels and ran back to the room.

Edward was standing in the doorway naked and…aroused. I handed him a towel after I made good and sure to ogle his juicy bits. We dried off and put our sleep clothes on; the fact that Edward didn't wear underwear beneath his pajama bottoms did not escape my notice.

Curling into his arms, I felt the pressure leave me; I knew we would just be sleeping. We could cherish each step that we were experiencing. Not since my grad night had we been able to sleep in each other's arms and my body cried out in relief when I felt his arms encompass me.

"Goodnight love," he whispered sleepily.

"Goodnight.

The unfortunate side effect of going to sleep feeling loved is you wake up incredibly horny. Okay, so it's not that unfortunate, unless you are a virgin and all you want to do is jump the bones of the man lying next to you and there isn't a condom in sight.

Edward's body heat was burning a hole through my back and his hand was splayed across my hip, fingers resting on my hip bone. I looked over at him and realized that there would be no more perfect time to make love to him than then. I slipped myself out of his arms and quietly made my way into the living room, where we had unceremoniously dropped our bags the prior evening.

I rifled through Edward's bags, now hoping that he had the foresight to pre-buy some condoms. When I was thoroughly convinced that the apartment was rubber free, I grabbed my jacket and threw it on over my pajamas.

I slowly closed the door behind me, careful to not wake Edward with the click. With my wallet in my pocket and my favorite striped flannel pajama pants on, I made my way quickly out of the building. I had seen a small convenience store on the corner when the cab had pulled up. I made my way to the small shop and looked around frantically for the 'family planning' section.

Once I arrived in front of the contraceptives, I was shocked at the amount of choices that were laid before me (no pun intended). There were thin, ribbed, studded, flavored, pleasure prolongers, and what appeared to be an extra large size. The choices were staggering and that didn't even take into consideration the lubes.

Not really even thinking, I threw a box of each kind into a small basket along with three different types of lube. I figured we could try them all out and choose our favorite. It wasn't like they were going to go bad. I planned to have a lot of sex with Edward. I didn't become embarrassed by my prophylactic hoarding until I saw the look on the clerks face. He looked down at my stash and then back up at me, flashing me a toothless grin and mumbling, "Very nice," in a thick Chinese accent.

My face was red but I had my stash and I wanted more than anything to get home before Edward woke up. As I entered the apartment, I held my breath to see if I could hear Edward stirring. I was sure he was still asleep but my own heartbeat in my ears made it hard to hear anything above its incessant beating.

When I got back to the bedroom, I placed the bag of goodies on the nightstand. I crawled back into the bed and into Edward's arms.

"Mmmm, why are you so cold?" He asked, pulling me closer.

"I just had to run out for something. Maybe you could warm me up," I purred. Or at least I tried, but I probably sounded closer to a rabid dog than a feisty feline.

Edward's eyes opened at my statement and I knew it had the desired effect. I kissed along his neck as I felt his sleepy arms caressing me. I nibbled on his earlobe, and as I knew it drove him crazy, I was rewarded with a moan. I slowly slid my body down his, coming to rest in front of his straining pants. I pulled them down quickly, allowing him to leap free. I wasted no time taking him in my mouth.

"Okay, I'm awake," Edward shot up into a sitting position as I giggled around his erection. He pulled me off and I pouted. "Not that I am really complaining, but what is this about?"

"Edward, I need you," I whined.

He looked at me and then raised his eyebrows. "Need me how?"

I didn't answer, I just reached over and grabbed the bag on the nightstand and handed it to him. He looked inside and then back up at me and then down into the bag again.

"Bella...how did you...when…now?" He stuttered and it only made me want him more.

Suddenly full of confidence, I whispered huskily, "What, do you want me to beg?"

"Well, kind of, but I don't think that will help matters right now," he said still wide-eyed.

"What's the matter?" I asked in all seriousness.

"Bella, I just want you to know that there is only one thing in the world I want more than this, and that is for you to never regret how we share our first time."

"I only want to be with you, Edward, and if I went out today and got hit by a bus, cause knowing me that could happen, my only regret would be that we threw away an opportunity to love each other in a way we haven't yet experienced."

"Tell me how you want me," Edward said, filled with passion. My speech had apparently awoken the monster inside and he was staring at me with lust-filled eyes.

"I think I want you on top," I said, feeling unsure. He nodded.

Our passion built as we stripped the remains of our clothes off. Edward's hands sent a blaze through my body that left me quivering.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Not yet," I said nervously, just wanting to experience his hands on me a little longer.

"You are so beautiful, Bella. I love you so much," he whispered on my skin, burning the words into my soul.

After another lap around my body, I spoke, "I'm ready."

Edward reached over and grabbed a box out of the bag, pulling out the thin ones. "I don't think we need the lube," he said chuckling. I blushed at his comment.

I watched Edward as he took the condom out of the package and placed it on his manhood. He struggled with it as he tried to unroll it, causing it to break.

"Shit," he said.

"Here, let me," I responded, grabbing another foil from the box. Who knew I would have ever thanked Renee for her embarrassing sex talk, but as I pinched the tip and rolled it down seamlessly over Edward's cock, I couldn't help but send my silent appreciation to her.

Edward positioned his body above mine, his face deep in concentration.

"Hey, it's just me," I said, reaching up to touch his furrowed brow.

He smirked at me as he lowered himself down. The feel of him inside of me was nothing I could have ever been prepared for. There was no discomfort or pain, only sheer bliss as he sheathed himself completely. The moment he entered my body, any residual sisterly affection I had for him melted away into a mixture of love and lust.

"Edward, you feel fucking fantastic," I blurted, clearly losing the brain-to-mouth filter.

"God Bella, don't say that. I'm trying to be good for you," he whimpered, closing his eyes.

I shifted my hips, testing out our connection. His tip hit a new wall with each rock of my hips. Before I could say 'holy crap' my body seized up, providing me with an intense orgasm. I grabbed Edward's ass and pulled his body tightly to mine. The action caused him to lose his balance and collapse all his weight on me. The feel of him inside me and completely covering me made me feel whole.

Edward righted himself and continued pumping his hips into mine. Before long, he was twitching and growling, sending me over the edge again.

He rolled over and pulled out of me. One hand went to his face as he apologized, "I'm so sorry."

"Why?" I asked, genuinely surprised.

"Bella, that was like five minutes," he replied.

"I came twice Edward; you have nothing to be ashamed of. You only came once," I said teasing.

"I love you," he said, stroking my arm.

"Me too. Now rest up, cause I want to do that again later, Sprout."

"You promised," he whined, referring to the nickname he had acquired as a baby. His hair was always sticking straight up and mom had dubbed him her little sprout.

"Yeah, but after that, all bets are off," I chuckled.

Edward pulled the covers over us and I slipped my arm over his, drifting off to sleep.

EPOV

If I had had any doubts about loving Bella forever, they disappeared the night we first had sex. The way her body responded to mine, and frankly, the way mine responded to hers, was nothing less than ethereal.

We had two weeks before classes started and we made every moment count. Mundane things like grocery shopping and laundry suddenly became bonding time for me and my girl.

I had been sent down to the laundry room to retrieve our clothing when I bumped into our neighbor.

"Hey Riley," I said, stacking the two laundry baskets on top of each other.

"Hey Edward, how are you and your girlfriend settling in?" It was the first time someone else had called her that and I tried hard not to look like a douche and break out in a cheesy grin.

"Good. You've lived here long?"

"Naw, just since the beginning of the summer. My girlfriend, Victoria, lives on campus. You guys are so lucky, our parents forbade us to live together. Not that she doesn't spend most of her time here anyway, but it would be nice to just make it official. How did you two swing it?"

"Uh, our parents don't really know we are seeing each other," I said, trying to keep as much truth in it as I could.

"They must be blind, cause the way I saw you two looking at each other it was more than obvious to me. Hey, we should have you guys over to hang out tomorrow night, if you're free."

"I think so; I'll just check with Bella and let you know. What time?"

"Seven-ish," he replied.

"Okay, see you later."

I took the clean clothes back up to the apartment; Bella was sitting on the couch watching Dr. Phil. I placed the baskets on the coffee table in front of her and we started to fold.

"I wonder what Dr. Phil would say about us?" She asked after a few moments of sorting.

"He's from Texas, I'm sure he'd be fine with it," I joked.

"Come on Edward, do you have to insult every state? Isn't there one you like?"

"I'm liking Illinois pretty good right now," I said, leaning over and kissing her. What was intended as a small kiss quickly converted into a few boob grabs and an ass squeeze.

When she pushed me off and went back to the laundry, I told her about Riley's invitation. She seemed really excited to make some new friends. I had to admit, the thought of having couple friends that we could do couple things with, sounded pretty good to me too.

Riley's place was similar to ours, only his was a one bedroom. When we entered, I noticed that it was quite clean for a guys place, and then I remembered him saying something about his girlfriend practically living there.

Riley opened the door with big smiles and ushered us in. Sitting on a gaudy, orange couch was an attractive red-head. Her face looked severe, but when she saw us she smiled, and her look became innocent.

"You must be Edward and Bella," she said, standing up to greet us, "I'm Victoria, but you can call me Vicky."

"Hi Vicky, it's nice to meet you," Bella said, holding out her hand. Victoria smirked but shook it.

"Have a seat guys. Can I get you anything to drink?" Riley asked.

"Sure, whatever you're having," I replied and Bella nodded.

"So where are you two from?" Vicky asked when Riley left the room.

"A small town in Washington," I replied.

"Forks," Bella chimed in.

Riley returned with a couple of beers. I shot a look at Bella, knowing the last time she drank beer was at a party two years back. Her eyes glinted her answer and I passed her drink over.

"What about you guys?" Bella asked.

"We're from Wichita, Kansas," Riley said with a tinge of an accent. "Vicky and I have been together since our junior year. Our parents flipped when they found out we were moving so far away so they put a kibosh on our living arrangements."

Bella shifted on the couch and I changed positions so that she could cuddle in under my arm.

"Yeah, you guys are so lucky," Vicky said. "How long have you been together, you two seem to be in sync?"

"Well we've been together for a little while but we have known each other since we were in diapers," I said causing Bella to snort.

The rest of the evening was relaxed and fun, we shared many common interests and it was looking like we would have our first friends since moving. When we said goodbye that night, I was excited, we made it through our first social situation as a couple. It was easy being with Bella and I knew she felt the same way.

"I like them," Bella said as we closed the door to our apartment.

"Me too," I replied, grazing her neck with my lips.

"I like you," she said, spinning around to face me.

"Good," I said picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder. I spanked her ass once for good measure and she made an 'ooooohhh' noise that made me wonder if she liked it or she was just teasing.

I tossed her gingerly down on the bed and hovered over her. Her eyes never looked more beautiful then when she was feeling amorous. They sparkled with delight as I ran my hands up and down her thigh. She sighed, and unfortunately it was not the kind that meant she was enjoying herself.

"What's the matter?"

"Edward, do you still sometimes think of me as your sister?"

"Bella, I can guarantee that I am not thinking of you as a sister right now."

"Be serious," she stated.

"Sweetpea, I have all the same affection that I did for you before only now there is more of it and it's laced with lust," I waggled my eyebrows. "Okay, so it pretty much was always laced with lust."

"You suck," she said, but the smile she was trying to hide told me she was okay.

I continued kissing her until the reality of her question caught up with me. "Wait. Do you think of me as a brother still?" I was horrified of the response I was about to receive. If she still saw me as a sibling what would that mean about her, or about me?

"No. But sometimes it makes me sad, but then I feel guilty because I have way more then I should."

"You can't possibly have more when you deserve everything."

Bella's lips met mine, then and our conversation was done.

Bella and I had built a bubble around us, so when we started classes, reality kicked in. We were here to learn and we were just lucky that we got to do it together. As we were both undergrad students and hadn't chosen a major, we had a few classes together. I decided to take a few more science based classes as they interested me more and Bella took more arts based ones.

I kissed the love of my life goodbye as she headed towards her English class and me to my Chem class. I took a seat in the large auditorium in the second row on the side. There weren't many seats left and I wondered if everyone would be so punctual for the rest of the year.

The professor walked in and I was shocked at his young appearance. He couldn't have been more than early thirties, far too young to be teaching in a University.

"Good morning everyone, I'm going to pass out a syllabus of the course. He handed a stack of papers to a girl sitting on the other side of the room from me in the front row. Also, here is a schedule of my office hours." He walked back across the room and stopped when he locked eyes with me. "What's your name?"

"Uh, it's Edward Masen."

"Okay Edward, can you pass these out please," he said handing me the stack of paper.

"And one more thing," he said addressing the class, "I don't like formalities, so call me Carlisle."