A/N

This was my first fic many years ago as well as my first lemon, i'm posting it now for fun

I don't own twilight or it's characters

One particular night consistently stood out to me when I thought of my dearest love Bella.

"Charlie's going on an overnight camping and fishing trip with Harry Clearwater this weekend! He invited me but of course I turned him down, do you want to come over and work on our RJ Essays this afternoon? Charlie gets off work at 2pm today and leaves from the Police Department to go camping."

It brought a smile to my face whenever Bella wrote me texts the length of paragraphs. From what I inferred; texting was a way of communicating that let me into her mysterious, beautiful mind the most. She has explained to me that when she isn't with me, she is often less flustered by my preference and isn't as "awkward" as she put it.

"Of course, love, I'll be over in as soon as I can."

She knew full well I was hunting with Emmet this afternoon. As much as I didn't want to be here it was a deplorable necessity that came with the creature that I am. As I stopped mid-run to check my phone, Emmet looked back with a knowing, incredulous look.

"What now man? Can't I ever get a hunting trip that isn't interrupted by this new girl of yours?"

I was fully aware of Emmet's harmless thoughts that he didn't mean anything negative by this, but I have never cared for hunting as much as he did. He considers it a part of himself that he can lean into, without the animalistic behavior coming along with shame from what we are. I always admired his acceptance of our kind, but to an extent. I have never, and probably never will, found the passion in hunting as he always has.

"We've already had three hours; I'll take one more then I'll go." He responded with an exasperated look, and I responded "I'm full anyway! You can keep going as long as you want Em."

"Suit yourself Eddie!" He hollered as he sped off in the direction of an elk's scent in the distance. Fueled by the annoyance of his use of my least favorite nickname, I ran after him. Not too long after, I caught up with him and continued to the left, picking up the scent of an antelope. After making quick work of it, as I was brushing dust off my jeans, I heard Emmet's thoughts intending to tackle me from my left. I jumped out of the way into the nearby tree branch just fifteen feet away. He growled playfully as I laughed aloud.

"I'm heading home- are you staying or coming with?" Emmet sighed in response, and his thoughts went to Rosalie and Jasper waiting at home and a game of Poker he was inclined to resume.

"Okay fine, I guess I'm not hungry anymore either. I don't expect you'd want to join the game?" he asked, knowing I had seen where his mind had gone. I chuckled sheepishly.

"Sorry Emmet, I'm going to see-"

"Going to see Bella, I know, I know..." He teased with mock frustration. I wasn't ashamed as he intended, I was never embarrassed about how deeply I cared for Bella, even in response to my siblings' incredulity.

I chuckled now that I knew Emmett wasn't truly upset. I pounced down from my branch, aiming to tackle him, but I knew that he would move before I could get him. He was the one laughing now.

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Back in my home, although I was anxious to see Bella, I wanted to shower to wash the forest and animal smell off me. As I entered my room, I heard Emmett walk through the door shortly after I arrived. My house was busy with the thoughts of all my family members, but I quickly dissociated from the noise in my head by imagining my evening with Bella. Alone in the shower was the only period of time where I allowed myself to wander in the fantasies of Bella that were inexcusable otherwise. I was dangerous. I couldn't allow myself to be that close to her, but recently I realized with great excitement that it was probably best to find an outlet for that particular desire. If I simply banned those pleasurable fantasies and dreams out of my head, it would surely build up, and considering Bella's more than eagerness to break my intentions, I would certainly break down if I didn't have any other way of release. This made the routine of showering particularly more thrilling. I unhooked my "Cullen-Crested" wrist band and took the worn lemonade bottle-cap, my token of Bella's, that I've kept in my pocket consistently for months now and placed them on my stone bathroom counter. I'm sure my family were mystified by the idea that I didn't rush through my showers, especially today when I was waiting to see Bella. I wasn't worried, I did enough odd-seeming things that they never understood that they always dismiss the wonderings. I pulled off my thick beige sweater, loosened the belt on my waist, and undid the button and zipper on my jeans until they fell to my ankles. I folded my laundry loosely and threw in my hamper to wash later. Lastly, I pulled off my boxer-shorts and threw them in as well. A childish grin spread across my face as I entered my rectangular shower through a glass-sliding door, eager to let down my defenses and allow my fantasies to infiltrate my mind.

The repeating dream that I reverted to was one that took place in my meadow. In which, Bella was wearing an ethereal, white, flowy, sundress that left her pale, smooth arms vulnerable to the sun. The front of it was lined down the front with petite clip-buttons. The dress dipped low and was held by thin, fragile straps, leaving her upper chest and shoulders revealed. Her collar bones dipped, and her thin, translucent skin followed and curved. She was spinning joyfully, giving me an unaffected view of her beautiful body and the curves of her hips and breasts, accentuated by the thin dress she was wearing, until I ran up to her. In this fantasy, I was wearing loose slacks, and a comfortable white button-up shirt, unbuttoned more than I usually had it arranged. Her smile widened playfully as I scooped her up in my arms and joined in her spinning. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her hands grasped my hair tightly as she pulled her face closer to mine kissing me firmly. For once, as her soft, smooth lips met mine, molding softly as we kissed, my intrusive thoughts concerning her safety, and the devastation I could inflict on her didn't interrupt our passion. I tilted my head to the left as she shifted her weights onto her arms around my shoulders and my hands grasped her thighs around my waist holding her in the air. Her bare, warm legs curled around me and tightened around my ass encouraging me. Her lips opened, her hot breath filled my mouth as I accepted the invitation and opened my own and slipped my tongue into her mouth as she did the same. As the moment became more fervent, the spinning stopped, and removed my tongue from her mouth as my mouth moved to her lower lip as I took it in my mouth and gently bit down on it, rewarding me with a moan coming from Bella. Her hand that was on my back slid to the back of my neck, grasping it tightly. It slid lightly to the front as she caressed the whole of my neck before grabbing the collar of my shirt and the front seam, pulling, making her intentions clear.

My eyes were closed tightly, letting the hot water pelt against me, feeling unduly grateful for the impossible depth of a vampire's imagination.

Resuming my internal moment, I move my hand to the small of her back, as I use the other to catch my intentional fall before Bella hits the ground. I lowered her down as she separated our mouths and grinned, letting her legs lie flatly on the soft ground. Her long brown hair was strewn beautifully across the flowers surrounding her, making the image irresistible. She smiled impishly as her hands both were working at my collar and buttons on my shirt. As the buttons were separated, her hand caressed my chest as she worked her way down until my shirt was open. I sat on my knees above her, one of my legs on each side of her. I pulled off my shirt and threw it behind me. She gazed across the skin of my chest lustfully as she bit her lip. This released yet more urge in me, and the feeling of lust spread across my own body, leaving sensations strongly lingering in my groin. My hands flew to her dress, quickly but gently unclasping her buttons. I was intending to draw out the anticipation until I uncovered her small, lace bra holding her breasts. At that point, all patience flew out the window as I dragged my finger down the seam, letting all the buttons unclasp until the entire dress opened. The beauty of the sundress quickly seemed trivial and insignificant as I gazed upon her beautiful body. She wore delicate white panties that matched her lacy white bra. She slipped her arms out of the straps of her dress eagerly letting it fall completely to the ground beneath her. I leaned down putting my weight on one of my arms that I put above her head, letting the other one caress her soft side. I kissed her firmly as her head reached up to meet mine, wrapping her arms, once again, around my neck. With her shoulders lifted, my arm had an opening to reach behind her and smoothly unclasp her bra. The front slackened in response, and she let her arms down, looking at me and pulling the straps off her shoulders, throwing the small bundle of fabric over to where my shirt lay. The lack of a bra left her entire chest naked, revealing her breasts and small, hard pink nipples. I looked down, appraising her beauty as she blushed in flattery. I leaned down and kissed the side of her neck. Urged on by the moans escaping her and her hands grabbing onto my own neck, massaging as I made my way down, kissing her neck, collarbones, upper chest, then finally making my way to her breasts. My hand lifted to massage her right breast as I gladly kissed and sucked on her left nipple. Her gasps sounded as if they had awoken into passion and pleasure instead of eagerness. I bit lightly down, and she moaned loudly, arousing me more. My erection was now prominent in the fantasy and in the shower. I rose, letting go of her breasts, and as she groaned in disappointment, I slipped my trousers and boxer shorts down my waist, then pulling them fully off as her eyes flitted down to my dick, fully erect now, and a sudden and unexpected feeling of embarrassment washed over me. I quickly moved onto her, sliding her thin panties down her legs to divert attention from myself. She was left completely naked, just as I was, revealing her thin patch of pubic hair that matched her hair, and pink labia. I, eager as I was to pleasure her, dropped my weight on one of my hands on the ground as I brushed my other up the inside of her thigh and met her heat. It surprised me that she was as wet as she was hot. She moaned loudly as my fingers stroked up and down her folds. I rubbed her clit and slid my middle finger lightly into her pussy.

"Oh Edward!" Sensation shot down to my hard penis, at the sound of her moaning my name.

I slid my finger in and out of her as she gyrated and squirmed underneath me.

"Please Edward."

I stopped, even in my fantasy, I had no entrance to her thoughts.

"What Bella?" Had I hurt her? What was I doing wrong?

"Please, I just want you inside me, please fuck me!"

She spread her legs further and bent them, giving me access. I bent closer and stroked my dick along her folds. Her moans matched my own reaction, as I aligned myself, my tip barely inside of her.

"Edward."

My throbbing dick couldn't handle anymore buildup as I gladly thrusted into her. In the shower gladly started rubbing the length of my dick as I moaned both in real life and in the dream. I moaned louder, my breath taken away in my fantasy, as I shoved in and out of her. She was unbelievably hot, tight, and wet.

"Bella! Oh Bella! Oh Fuck!" I yelled as I moved slowly into her.

She groaned loudly, wrapping her thin legs around my back and bare ass. I Increased both the rhythm of my thrusting into her and of my stroking in the shower. Her wet heat wrapped around the length of my dick as she thrusted her hips to the rhythm, meeting me as I slammed into her. The tip of my dick touched the back of her as I groaned.

"Edw- Fuck! Faster!" She said as she was interrupted by her moans. I gladly increased the speed of my thrusts as I felt myself approaching edge.

I fell against the wall of the cold shower as I stroked from the base of my hard dick to the tip, faster and faster as I went.

As I sped up, both of my hands fell to the ground by her hips with my weight on them, leaving me with more opportunity to thrust myself into her harder and faster. Bella moaned and screamed in response, her walls tightening approaching her incoming orgasm.

"Fuck. I'm. Coming. EDWARD!" She yelled in rhythm with our thrusts as she came. Her walls constricted against me, tightening in pulses, pulling me further into her as my own orgasm came aggressively. With one last hard thrust and her pussy squeezing my dick tightly, I spilled into her, moaning loudly.

"FUCK. BELLA!" a loud groan followed my words as I released, pulses of my orgasm matching hers.

A smaller moan, into my fist was drowned out by the water in my shower. With one last firm stroke, I came, my dick pulsing as my semen coated the floor of my gray tiled shower. I doubled over as my strong orgasm slowly eased, my cum dripping to a stop. I groaned.

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