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LAST ON SILENCE-
I smiled a little, "And what sort of mood are you in now?"
He looked at me with dark eyes, "Whatever mood you want me to be in." he winked.
There was a pause, and the more I looked at him, the more I realized that he was being serious… something kept jumping to the forefront of my mind. I had to just…
"Do you mind if I... tried something?" I asked hesitantly.
He gulped, "Of course, anything."
I took a deep breath and changed my position so that I was situated with my upper body on top of his.
He sucked in a breath in shock. I saw him start to shake. He did know he could say no, right?
He shifted his face up, looking at my lips, he knew what I wanted. Tentatively, I threaded my fingers through his soft hair, realizing that he was giving me the okay.
I tilted his face further upward and I leaned down, the heat from his body covering mine.
I looked at his lips, "I just need to know…" I said, mostly to myself, curling my fingers in his hair again.
I felt the heat of his soft lips the moment my lips connected with his.
CURRENTLY ON SILENCE-
We both knew. This was a test kiss. Our lips were questioning, seeing if this was a good thing. After a second or two, we both agreed on one opinion very obviously, by increasing the pressure. His lips questioned mine, asking whether or not I liked it like he liked it.
In ascent, I slipped my bottom lip in between his.
That very same second, he moved himself to a sitting position of the bed, snaking his arms around to my back and scooting me closer, pressing myself up against his body in delightful ways.
I twisted part of his hair on my fingers and tilted my head to the side for a better angle.
This wasn't at all what I had expected our first kiss to be like. I was expecting fiery from someone like Edward, but this was soft and sweet and slow and… romantic… the soft lamplight illuminating our tangled silhouettes was also charming.
He massaged the back of my neck with his other hand, gently licking at my lip for access.
I gave it to him, gently opening my mouth and feeling his tongue invade my mouth, exploring and caressing.
After a while, when air became a necessity, we pulled away slightly, resting our foreheads together as we panted.
He threaded his fingers through mine, smiling and planting one more chaste kiss on my lips.
"If you ever want to try anything again, go ahead." He said, nuzzling his nose against my cheek.
With that I leaned my lips back to his, wanting to taste him again.
After a while I felt his hand crawl up my thigh and I wrapped my arms tighter around him for encouragement.
He froze, snapping his hand away and pulling back, breathing heavily.
I frowned, disappointed, "Why did you stop?" I asked.
He breathed through his nose, calming himself, "Bella… I don't want to take advantage of you."
I looked at the bed, frowning. "I just got rejected… again… by a hypersexual… there has to be something wrong with me…" I groaned, burying my embarrassed head in my hands.
I heard him groan, "Bella. Stop. If I could've had it my way… I would've had you a long time ago… but this isn't right, Bella… I mean, I want this really bad. You're giving a hypersexual a chance to have sex. Bella, I'm saying no and you have to know that if I cared about you less, I wouldn't even think about it… but I do care about you… and I want to wait until we at least go out or something…" he fiddled with his thumbs.
"Please?" I asked him while suggestively kissing him again.
For a second, I saw his determination waver and felt his hand immediately move to my hips to pull me closer.
But then he shook his head and stood up. "No." He sighed, "Bella, please don't beg me? I can't take much more."
"Please, Edward?" I said again, trailing kisses up his neck.
In the back of his throat, I thought I heard a small growl. His hands tightened.
"Bella…" he said in a warning voice again.
"Please." I said again against his neck, kissing it.
"Please?" I tried once more.
His breath caught, he shut his eyes. "Damn it all to hell…"
I felt his hands roughly grab my hips and flip me over, situating me underneath him.
"That's it… fine, Isabella." He said, quickly coming down to claim my lips again.
And there was nothing sweet or gentle in this kiss. It was a kiss that an aroused hypersexual would be expected to give and I loved every second of it.
I made a moaning sound in my throat, grabbing fistfuls of his hair again. I felt his hands strongly cup my cheeks, manipulating my mouth to move to where it was most convenient for him to delve his soft and strong tongue into my mouth deeper.
For someone who had never even kissed a girl before, he sure as hell was better than I'd ever expect. Especially with the confidence that he took in controlling me. I couldn't decide what my favorite part was.
I gripped his forearms tightly as I felt my stomach tighten.
"Edward…" I said in between kisses and pants.
I felt him smile cruelly against my mouth, and then forcing my mouth to mold to his again. He gently took my bottom lip into his mouth and bit it. It felt so good… I took his top lip into my mouth and nibbled on it.
His voice was gravelly and deep and rough, "That's it, baby, say my name just like that."
And then, his hands moved to go underneath me and squeeze my ass.
I made a weird and embarrassing mewling noise as he moved his expert hands, and I couldn't control myself as I started arching my back and breaking the kiss because I could barely stand the shear force of his sex appeal hovered over me.
He growled, pulling back a little to study my appearance. With his hands still holding my ass, he turned to flip us over, giving me a slight upper hand that I didn't know what to do with.
He saw my inability and loss at what to do and something flickered in his eyes. Could he still be in control from beneath me?
I was wrong. Even beneath me, he held complete power. I gasped and moaned loudly again as I felt his slap my ass proudly, salivating in the way his name sounded rolling off of my tongue.
He gave me a crooked smile, moving one hand to force me down and onto his mouth again.
His confident tongue never wavered in my mouth, bringing me to a spot in oblivion I favored with his calloused and strong hands still slapping me, and rubbing and massaging the probably red areas.
I felt myself lose more control. This man was damn good for someone who was new at this.
"Holy fuck." I said, unable to move my lips against his, being rendered paralyzed by his actions.
He didn't seem to relent or care though, his amazing assault continued on my lips and ass as he brought me closer and closer to something that I didn't quite understand.
I felt something hard against my thigh and looked down to see Edward's… erection. I opened my mouth to whimper but it was captured by his again, making me mute.
I moved my thigh against him and his actions faltered slightly. He shut his eyes.
"Shit…" he said.
He moved my ass so that I was grinding against him again and his head fell back, his ecstasy shown easily on his face.
We were both moving against him and I wasn't sure if I wanted to rock into his hands on my ass or his erection. He made it easy for me by deciding on both. I bent down to suckle on his chest as he controlled my body.
"Oh. My. God." We snapped our heads to the voice. "You two are better than porn…"
We were horrified to see Alice in the doorway, leaning against the door with amusement.
I felt the once rock hard little Eddie soften slightly at the sight of his sister and I shot her a death glare.
I moved off of him.
"What the fuck do you want, Alice?" I said harshly.
She giggled, "Just coming to tell you that I need to get some sleep… and Bella screaming isn't exactly the calm that I need to fall asleep."
At that, my eyes widened and I blushed.
I felt Edward's hand on my back again and the electricity was back.
"Thanks, guys." She said sarcastically and left the room.
"I wasn't loud." I tried to convince myself.
He chuckled. "You were a bit loud, love…"
I wrinkled my nose, "I-I was trying to be quiet."
He smiled evilly, "Well, somehow I'm not okay with that." He leaned in close to my ear, "If we're ever going to do that again, it'll have to be in solitude because I want to hear you scream."
My breath quickened again and he chuckled. I looked down.
I bit my lip. See, a regular guy who wasn't hard would just… not be hard. But when Edward wasn't hard, he had a regular guy's erection.
I pitied him.
I rejoiced for myself.
"I wonder what you're like without the pills…" I said, but then wondered if the idea was offensive to him... I hope not… because I wanted to try it sometime…
His eyes widened, apparently horrified at the thought.
"Let's just say that if I didn't have those pills… you'd have to be open to surprise sex every second of the day." He said.
I moaned accidentally at the thought.
"Please?" I said.
He groaned. I saw little Edward come back.
I licked my lips, moving towards him. He shook his head, looking reluctant to do so.
"You don't want to wake up anyone else…"
I make a noise of irritation. "I'll be quieter…" I said.
He let out a breathy noise, "Bella… don't push me this time… I'll uh… finish this up in the bathroom."
My eyes widened, "Can't you finish it out here? I don't have to do anything?" I said eagerly, the pervert in me wanting to see Edward come to his undoing.
"Isabella…" he said, pleading.
He stood up, his rock hard and large erection pitching a horizontal tent as he stood.
He started walking to the bathroom. I resisted the all too powerful urge to get up and follow him.
"I could cover my mouth with duct tape?" I said.
He shut the door.
Damn you, Alice, damn you.
And now I had to wait out here while Edward masturbated not 20 feet away.
I heard his noises coming from the bathroom. And I wasn't sure, but I'm pretty sure I was making noises too. I was so pathetic…
About twenty minutes later, he came out, looking relieved.
Damn, if he took twenty minutes on just himself… I wondered at what he could do to me…
Dude, I'm the luckiest damn girl in the world… well, not right now.
Seeing the pathetically sad expression on my face, he laughed.
"Oh yeah, laugh. You at least got your release." I said, huffing and crossing my legs.
He smiled cockily again. "Don't tempt me, Isabella."
BASBASBASBAS
"Bella."
I felt my shoulders moving and realized that I was being moved. I groaned.
I was having the best dream, too…
See, Edward and I had the most erotic kiss ever. And this damned person was still shaking my shoulder!
I groaned, opening my eyes to see Edward himself, trying to wake me up.
"Isabella…" he said again.
I glared at him. Why couldn't my dream have actually happened?
He frowned, "What is it… do you regret anything?" He asked, seeming cautious.
I wrinkled my nose, "What does that have to do with anything… I just wanted a dream I had to not end… no big deal." I said with a tight smile.
He frowned, "Alright… if you want to talk about it, I'm here, okay?" He said.
Then he pulled me into a hug and kissed me.
I gasped, eyes widening. My smile was incomparable.
His eyebrows came together, "You're awfully into changing the attitude this morning…" he said, bemused.
I blushed, "Nothing… I just realized it wasn't a dream." I said. He looked confused for a moment, but then connected my words.
He chuckled, kissing me again. "Damn straight it wasn't." He winked, and then frowned, "Now you have to go and pack because you're going to your grandmother's in a couple hours." He said.
I sighed, leaning against him, "I know that she's my grandma… but is it so horrible that I don't want to go?" I said in a small voice.
He smiled sadly, "No… but you'll get used to it… and I'll still be with you in school, I'll have my schedule changed again… we're really missing too much of it. Oh and we have therapy tomorrow, 4 o clock, remember? So I'll see you at both places." He said, telling me that going to school had to happen, while surreptitiously reminding me of therapy. Dang.
He didn't grasp the meaning of my question though.
I groaned, "I meant… well… Edward…" I looked at him, biting my lip, "What… what does this make us?" I finally asked.
He chuckled, bringing my mouth back up to his, "I thought that'd be kind of obvious, love. You're, mine now, woman. It makes you my girlfriend."
I smiled goofily.
"O-okay." I said. I leaned up to kiss him again. He kissed me back for a couple of seconds and then stood me up.
"Now go pack, I'll go and get you some food." He said, and to propel me towards an open suitcase, he slapped my ass, winking.
Edward was an ass man… that much was obvious. I found that new found aspect of him enjoyable.
BASBASBASBAS
"You ready to go, Izzy bear?" Gram said and I plastered a fake smile on my face and nodded.
Emmett helped her haul the bags into her car and she thanked him.
Edward walked up to me next, giving me a hug. He kissed me and we heard several gasps, and we had forgotten that we hadn't mentioned our newly kindled romance to the rest of his family.
Edward didn't seem to care too much, stroking my hair when he pulled away and telling me that he'd miss me.
I looked at Esme and she had tears in her eyes. So did Rosalie. I heard the ever immature Emmett holler to his son and Carlisle nod, as if it was a scientific experiment's conclusion. Alice rolled her eyes.
"Don't all act all shocked, guys, we all knew it was happening. In fact," she looked at me, "I had an interesting encounter with them last night where-" Edward slapped his hand over Alice 's mouth and she smiled at him.
Next, I walked to Carlisle and hugged him. "Thanks, Carlisle , I couldn't have done this without you either." He nodded to me, giving me a fatherly smile, and it seemed odd. My father had never given me that smile.
Esme and Rosalie hugged me at the same time as well and I kissed their cheeks. Emmett smiled and gave me a bear hug and Alice hugged me, saying she'd miss me.
I climbed in the car and with one more kiss from Edward, gram took off. I stared off at him from the rear view mirror.
She smiled an almost sickly sweet smile at me, "Isabella, aren't you happy? You get to spend some time with your old Grammy now." She said, soundly like it had some sort of double meaning.
I nodded, "Of course."
Somehow, I wasn't happy. She wasn't the Gram I remembered, of course, people change, but she was different than how I wanted and missed.
I sighed.
About an hour later, we pulled into a flat that I didn't remember.
"Did you move?" I asked. Did grandparents move? I rolled my eyes, everyone moved…
She sighed, "Yeah, I did." She was quick to close the subject. I was confused… she was different than she was five minutes ago.
What was that about? Suddenly she was being short with me. Maybe she had finally gotten the shock of her son in prison? I didn't know.
I walked inside with the bags and looked around. It was weird looking… like the walls were just a plain white and the only pictures were of her. None of Charlie, or her late husband, or me.
There was a table with one dated about ten years back and… that's the time I would've last seen her. She wasn't how I remembered in the picture either.
Maybe it was just me. She sat down and started knitting, sending me off to a room in the back of the house. I thanked her and she nodded.
I frowned. The room I was sent to had a twin bed, and nothing else. It seemed weird not to have Charlie here. It was 5 O'clock and I was wondering if she was expecting me to make her dinner… would she have told me? Should I go and make it anyways?
The woman out there didn't resemble my Grandmother. I wanted Edward back. Worse than everything else? I had therapy tomorrow. Would Edward make it?
I looked down at the address they had given me. I didn't want to go… but maybe it would relieve some of the stress I was feeling right now.
I wanted Edward. I couldn't believe this was happening… after last night… I didn't want to leave Edward, and it seemed like my grandma was annoyed with my being here. This was, of course, better than anything I'd ever have to deal with pertaining to Charlie, but I didn't feel loved here either.
I sat down on the bed and started to cry.
Looked who's sad again.
Pix- Damn, Jess you are on a roll. Poor Bella. And I got to say. FINALLY! GO REIVEW, more Bella Edward action (maybe)
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