Teenage Dirtbag

Chapter 12

BPOV:

I woke with Edward's arm wrapped tightly around my waist and the heat of his body running down my back. His arms were strong yet gentle, giving me a feeling of peace. With a sigh of contentment, I relaxed into this hiding place, cutoff from the rest of the world.

I loved this new hiding place. It was safe, warm and always opened. The structure itself, was solid, reflecting the outside world and whenever I hid there, Edward was with me.

Laying against his body feeling his cool breath wash over the back of my neck, I couldn't help but think about his words, 'I love you, I love you, I love you.' I absently ran my finger tips along my lips, remembering the feel of his as they met mine with each confession.

It was still unbelievable, how strong my feelings for him could be. I had only known him for a short time, but already knew that he was the one. It was easy for me to picture myself marrying him, walking down the church isle arm in arm... Making love to him on our wedding night, lying on a beach under the stars... smiling up at him as his hand rests lightly on my pregnant belly, feeling the first kick.... Watching him rock our child to sleep as he hums a soothing melody, soft and sweet.

Though my hopes were high, our chances were low. The romantic in me, foresaw a 'Happily Ever After' as the pessimist waited for it to crash and burn.

With all these thoughts running through my head, I was startled when the pillow I was laying on shifted. A set of lips assailed my neck and, with a low hum, they made their way to my ear.

As I rolled over to face my assailant, I was met with Edward's sleepy green eyes and adorable crooked smile.

"Hello beautiful." he greeted, lazily propping his head on his hand.

Biting my lip, intimidated by his waking perfection, I answered with a simple "Hey."

Pulling me closer to his body, he lowered his head to began where he had left off. As soon as his lips touched my skin, his hand ran down my side to my hip, reaching the back of my knee to pull my leg up and over his.

"I love waking up with you in my arms." He muttered in between kisses. "But it was pure fucking hell, hearing you say my name in your sleep and not being able to touch you." He finished as he grabbed my ass firmly and attacked my mouth with his.

Oh, God! What did I dream?

Trying to use my brain, while Edward's hands and mouth were on me, proved to be pointless. But, once his hand crept under my shirt, the dream suddenly came to life. Feeling his skin on mine caused images to emerge of his naked body, flawlessly defined, against mine. As his hand covered my breast, I remembered the warmth of his mouth enveloping it. Tasting his tongue in my mouth sent me over the edge remembering the taste of his sweat as I licked my way down his chest to his...........

With my recollection, my eyes rolled back in my head fighting the urge to offer myself to him, body and soul. Before I could stop, I had positioned myself on top of him, straddling him with my hands on his chest and my tongue in his mouth.

Feeling his hardness straining against me, I instinctively ground down on him, moving my hips forward. The friction it caused, made me moan with pleasure, as it sent me to a place of ecstasy I had never been.

Moving his hips with mine, he let out a low growl that resonated from deep within his chest.

"OH God, Edward" I breathed. "You're better than my dream."

'What? What the hell has come over me?' I asked myself, shocked by my lack of inhibition. I was feeling all these new emotions and wasn't experienced enough to handle them. I knew if I didn't slow things down, I would do something that I would later regret.

I quickly moved from his body and sat at the headboard of the bed.

"Sorry...Sorry." Edward apologized, holding his hands up in front of him.

He was sorry? ...What did he have to be sorry for? He couldn't help that he was an amazing kisser with a seductive voice that had the power to turn me into his concubine.

"No, no, I'm sorry Edward. I'm... I don't know what I'm doing. I've never done anything, and I mean anything, like this before. It scares me. It's so easy for me to lose myself with you. You know exactly what to do and you do it well. I've never done any of this and I don't want to ... embarrass myself." I explained in humiliation as I hung my head, resting it against my bent knees.

"Hey...Hey. Look at me Bella."

As I hesitantly lifted my head, I was met by his piercing eyes full of concern.

"Don't ever feel embarrassed with me. I'm just as new to this as you are. The way I see it, we can learn together. Okay?"

His words and his eyes, relaxed me. As he ran the back of his fingers along my cheek, he leaned in and kissed me passionately. My hands tangled in his hair as I moved back to straddle his lap. The familiar feeling of his hard length between my legs, caused me to giggle against his mouth before pulling away to give him a knowing smile.

Running a shaking hand through his hair, he breathed, "Trust me, you're better than you think." and closed his eyes, swallowing deeply, before laughing at the situation.

Before we could continue our practice round, we were interrupted by a loud rumble and the unmistakable funk/metal beat and political banter of Rage Against the Machine vibrating my windowpane.

"Who the fuck!?" Edward hissed as he sat back in frustration.

Standing from the bed, I peeked out of the window and saw Emmett's Jeep rocking with the music.

"It's Emmett.' I answered, adding "He dates a friend of mine, Rosalie", making sure he didn't think Emmett and I.... That would be gross. He was like a brother to me....a very immature, bratty brother.

We ran downstairs and before I could open the door, Emmett came barging in bellowing, "Honey! I'm home!"

Laughing at his idiocy I hugged Rosalie, asking "Did you have to bring him?"

"He's like a little lost puppy that I can't seem to shake. My mom always told me not to feed strays and now I know why."

Emmett just barked and walked into the kitchen to snoop through the fridge.

I watched, out of the corner of my eye, as Edward joined him punching his arm and giving him hell about Rose. They were acting as though they had known each other for years, and as far as I knew, they had never talked to each other.

I narrowed my eyes at Rosalie and asked, "Is this an episode of the Twilight Zone... When did this happen?" throwing my hand in their direction.

Rosalie rolled her eyes. "Oh, you haven't heard? Apparently, Edward is Emmett's new "BFF" since they bonded over a joint at lunch today....Crazy isn't it?"

I watched the two of them wrestle in the kitchen like children before walking in and asking, "I was going to cook us something if you guys can postpone the 'smackdown' until after dinner."

"Hells Yeah, B. Anything for you....and a free meal." He answered hugging me to his side. The moment was short lived when he looked down at me and asked with a strange voice, "Have you had any other visitors tonight?"

"Uh, noooooo...?" I replied in confusion. "Why do you ask?"

Before he answered, he looked over at Rose who just smiled at me, looking oddly uncomfortable. As long as I had known her, she had never been uncomfortable with anything. I mean, hell, she practically fucks Emmett everyday at school for all to see. So why did she have that look now?

Emmett quickly spouted out indifferently, "Oh, Jacob was just talking some shit this afternoon at school, so we wanted to check in on you and keep you some company." Then quickly changed the subject.

"So, can I help you with dinner, I'm fuckin' starved. Rose won't feed me anymore. She said I have to watch my weight now that I'm not playing football.... I say screw that and give me a fucking Big Mac."

Edward noticed his odd behavior too. "What kind of shit was Jacob talking?"

"Oh hell, some bullshit about Bella begging him to take her back."

Edward's eyes narrowed, not believing Emmett's explanation. "What else? You wouldn't have come out here to check on her for that."

Emmett rubbed his face fiercely as if trying to decide if he should tell us or not. Letting out a long breath he finally resolved to telling us the whole story.

"Jacob said you were begging him to come over tonight so that you two could talk and work things out...." Rubbing his forehead, he continued reluctantly. "And he told some people that he was going to come over here and show you exactly what you've been missing while you were 'taking out the trash'." Jerking his head in Edward's direction.

The air was thick as his words hung there, suspended in space, waiting for one of us to break the silence.

I was quickly taken back as the thoughts of Jacob's words from earlier sprung to mind.

Looking down at the ground in my own thoughts, I inattentively spoke aloud. "He warned me. He saw me crying at my locker after lunch and asked if me and Edward had a fight. He said he saw Edward touching me and asked if I was missing him yet." Letting my tears run freely at the memory of his hands on me, I wrapped my arms around myself protectively.

"He ... touched me, while he told me exactly how he could make me forget about Edward. I've never felt so dirty."

Wrapping me in his arms, holding my head to his chest, Edward asked, "Why didn't you tell me, Bella?"

"I didn't want to think about him anymore, or talk about him. I just wanted to forget about him. Edward, I don't want our time together to always be about Jacob."

Emmett quickly lightened the moment with, "Yeah, saying his name is like taking a shit in your mouth. It leaves a bad taste and ruins your appetite....Speaking of appetite, what about that dinner."

Rosalie huffed out her distaste for his choice of metaphor before smacking him on the back of the head and pulling me into the kitchen.

"Listen, honey, don't worry about Jacob. Edward and Emmett can handle him. But, you've gotta tell them if he fucks with you again. Okay?"

"I know...."

Before I could get anything else out, the front door swung open and Alice ran in dragging Jasper behind her.

"Damn you, Bella! I've have been worried sick about you. I tried calling you all afternoon and then when I get to the house, you're gone. What the hell were you thinking?"

Looking around at all the eyes on her, she casually swept her spiky hair off her forehead and calmly said, "I'm just saying, you should have let me know what you were doing."

I walked to her and hugged her apologetically. "Sorry, Alice. Charlie came by and .... well, ordered me home. I didn't have time to grab my things."

"Ordered you? He took you in to custody, Bella!" Edward seethed.

"He just doesn't understand. He still thinks Jacob hung the fucking moon." I refuted.

"Have you tried telling him the truth?" Rosalie asked.

"I can't... and I don't want to talk about this anymore. This is the first time in a long time that I've had all my friends together. I don't want to waste the night talking about that dick. Okay?"

With that, Alice and Rosalie sent the boys in the living room and joined me in the kitchen to start dinner.

We had a great meal, Chicken Parmesan, and talked about our plans after graduation. Emmett was proud to announce his employment at his dad's advertisement company and that he was looking at apartments for him, Rose and the baby. Rose, excited about the baby, went on and on about baby names and described one of the upscale apartments they were looking at in Seatle. Alice was planning on going to Parsons Fashion design school in New York, saying "It's one of the most reputable fashion design schools in the states." Spouting off some of its graduates with excitement. "Tom Ford, Donna Karan, Narciso Rodriguez...they all went there." Jasper just looked at her, with hearts in his eyes, and admitted that his plans only consisted of following her where ever she went. Edward briefly threw in that he had been thinking about just traveling for a while, getting a job where ever he landed. But, looked at me when he admitted that there had been some recent changes that were making him rethink his plans. God, I loved that man.

I wasn't sure of my plans. I knew I wanted to go to college, and had submitted a few applications, but just hadn't made my mind up as to which one I wanted to attend.

After dinner we sat on the back porch and smoked a joint, laughing at Jasper's plethora of useless information. He was excitedly telling us about a series on the discover channel that he had become addicted to called 'Life'. He went on and on about this insect called the stalk-eyed fly that sucks in air bubbles and blows them through its head to push its eyes out ... on stalks, and that the males with the widest eye span gets the most attention.

Emmett started laughing and said, "That would be fucking awesome if men could do that with their dick."

Rosalie sarcastically chimed in with an "Amen."

We were having a great time until we heard a car pull up and saw headlights illuminating the front yard.

"I better see who it is." I said, nervously.

Emmett and Edward both stood to follow me.

Emmett, placing his big hand on Edward's chest, said, "Allow me. I don't think Charlie wants to see you. Plus, I'm really hoping it's Jacob so I can smash his face in."

Edward ignored him and followed us around the house to the front yard.

Immediately I saw the white IROC parked in the drive and Jacob stepping out with a big fucking grin smeared across his face.

"Well, well, well. A party? For me? And it's not even my birthday."

Emmett stepped in front of me, while Edward moved to my side.

"What the fuck do you want, Black?" Emmett growled threw clinched teeth.

"Fraternizing with the Enemy, McCarty?"

"If anyone's the enemy here, it's you, Fucker." He spat back.

"I'm hurt, really hurt. I thought we were friends." Jacob fained disappointment.

Walking slowly over to me, Jacob looked over at Edward. "So, I guess you two kissed and made up, huh?"...."Sweet."

Edward took a step toward him, but I grabbed his arm to stop him.

Edward's breathing was heavy as he held back his anger. "Why are you here?"

"I wanted to check on my girl. See that she was...safe."

"Fuck you! She is safe....with me." Edward seethed as he firmly held me to his side.

I watched as the look in Jacob's eyes turned from humor to outrage. Taking a step forward he reached out and grabbed Edward by the front of his shirt.

Just then, I heard Jasper behind me. "Was I not invited to the brawl?...How's I like a good fight, bring it on Mother Fucker!"

Looking at Jasper, and the crazy twitch in his eye, Jacob let go of Edward's shirt realizing he was out numbered.

"Fuck you!" He said, poking his finger in Edward's chest.

Turning toward Emmett then to Jasper, he yelled," Fuck you and you! This ain't over... It's just begun. Better watch your backs, cause next time there will be no backing down."

Walking to his car, he turned around and looked at me holding his fingers up to his nose. "I can still smell you, baby."

Before I knew it, Emmett had sprinted to him and thrown him against the car holding him by the shirt with one hand with the other rared back waiting for impact.

"It's taking all I've got to keep myself from caving your face in. So, I suggest that you hop your happy ass back in your lame ass ride and fuck off."

Jacob quickly jerked free from Emmett's fist and got in his car. Flipping his middle finger in the air, he sped out of the drive and down the road.

Mentally exhausted, I leaned all my weight into Edward's side relieved by his departure.

"Bella, its okay. He's gone. You're safe." he said trying to calm my nerves.

Alice walked over to me and took me from Edward's arm and walked me into the house. The rest came in and said their goodbyes.

As Emmett and Rose were leaving, I heard him and Edward discussing their plans. "You stay here tonight and hide out in her room. If Jacob comes back, call me. I mean it. You better fucking call me."

Edward agreed and followed them to the door.

Alice asked if I wanted her to stay and I said no. As much as I loved her, I knew Edward would be able to protect me.

"Okay, sweetie. I'll see you at school and bring your stuff from my house."

I thanked her and kissed her cheek before her and Jasper walked out.

Closing the door behind him, Edward looked at me with concern. "How are you, baby?"

"Okay." I answered shakily.

"Well, it's been a long day. You need some rest. I'm gonna stay with you tonight so don't worry about Jacob. I don't think he'll be back anyway."

Picking me up in his arms, he walked us up the stairs to my room and gently placed me on the bed.

Needing some time alone and time to think, I said, "I think I'm gonna take a quick shower. Is that okay."

Nodding his head with understanding, he sat down on my bed. "Go ahead, I won't go anywhere."

I pulled a tank and some pajama pants out of my draw and walked to the bathroom to try and wash the day away. The hot water hitting my back helped my muscles to relax. I hadn't realized how tense I was until I felt my shoulders slowly begin to drop down to there intended spot, instead of level with my ears. With my eyes closed, I let the peacefulness wash over me. Once my body had turned to jelly, I quickly washed, then stepped out to dry off and dress.

Remembering who was waiting in my room..... on my bed, the butterflies returned in my stomach. I would never get use to the effect he had on me.

Opening the door to my room, I was caught off guard seeing Edward shirtless, in only his jeans, sprawled out across my bed looking through a magazine.

My heart stuttered as I tried to walk, and not run, to him.

Looking up from the magazine, his eyes focused in on my tank top as his tongue slid across his bottom lip.

Clearing his throat, he shook his head and returned his gaze to the magazine. "Uh, I never knew how much information on sex these magazines had in them. If I did, I would have started reading them a long time ago." Then threw it on the night stand and patted the spot beside him, inviting me to sit down.

Sitting down next to him, I admitted, "Yeah, it's pretty detailed isn't it. I read it mainly for the make-up and fashion tips." I wished that I had read the articles now.

He placed his fingers under my chin and looked into my eyes before saying, "You don't need any of that stuff. You're perfect the way you are."

I had been without his lips on mine for too long, and hearing him say that drove me to 'attack mode'. I threw myself at him, holding nothing back, and he accepted me with open arms.

He sucked my lower lip into his mouth, then licked it asking for entry. I opened my mouth and let his tongue explore mine. I could kiss him forever and never get tired of it, but I knew I wanted more.

Feeling his bare chest with my hands, I felt the urge to taste it. I wanted to see if it tasted as good as it did in my dream.

Moving my lips from his mouth, I attached them to his neck working my way to his collarbone. Once I reach his chest, he moaned in pleasure and withdrew his hands from my body, waiting to see where my mouth went next.

I couldn't get enough of his taste. My mouth moved further and further down until it reached his belly button. Slipping a finger in the waist band of his jeans, I licked down the trail of hair that vanished inside his pants.

I knew what I wanted and it was right there within my grasp....literally.

EPOV:

It had been a long day and Bella had been through so much. While she took her shower, I couldn't stop all the thoughts running through my head. I thought about Bella and the fact that she loved me as much as I loved her. I thought about what Jacob had said to her and how he had touched her. Then, my thoughts switched to an image of her naked in the shower. I was a teenage boy, for Christ's sake.

Trying to rid my mind from all the thoughts bombarding it, I picked up a magazine that was lying on her night stand. As soon as I opened it, I noticed an article about 'How to make sex fun'. I quickly turned the page. How the hell could sex not be fun? The next page was 'How to find your G-spot'. That one caught my interest, since I had no clue about the 'G-spot'... or where it was.

As I read, trying to learn something for the next time I had my hand down her pants, there she was standing at the door. Her hair was wet, hanging down the length of her back like a river flowing between her shoulder blades.

I was awed by her beauty. Even in her pajama pants and tank top, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

I watched as a single drop of water slid down the skin at her collarbone. And couldn't help but wish that I was that water drop as I watched it take refuge inside her top, slipping in between her bountiful breasts.

I quickly averted my attention back to the magazine. "Uh, I never knew how much information on sex these magazines had in them. If I did, I would have started reading them a long time ago."

Throwing the magazine back on the night stand, I patted the spot next to me silently asking her to sit down.

"Yeah, it's pretty detailed isn't it. I read it mainly for the make-up and fashion tips." She admitted, sitting down next to me.

She was gorgeous without make-up and I loved her in those tight ripped jeans she always wore, they fit her ass perfectly. And the T-shirts she wore, tied on the side, showed just enough of her pale skin to make me want to see more.

"You don't need any of that stuff. You're perfect the way you are." Hoping she could hear the honesty in my voice.

As if she was thinking what I was thinking, she attacked me full force...slamming her lips to mine, throwing her body at me with total abandonment.

'I will never get tired of this.' I thought to myself as I surrender to her entirely.

Her lips left my mouth and made there way down my neck to my chest. I couldn't contain the moan I released, and didn't want to. I wanted her to know how good she made me feel. I wanted to tell her, but knew there was no point in trying to form an intelligible sentence with her mouth on me.

I held my hands back, giving myself over to the overwhelming sensation of her mouth moving down my body.

When I felt her tongue trail down my abdomen and her finger slip inside the waist of my jeans, I nearly lost it. If I had lost anymore control, I would have came, right then.

She stopped and looked up at me curiously.

"Edward, I just want to try one thing." she said seductively, moving her eyes to my zipper.

Realizing what she was talking about, I swallowed deeply before slowly nodding my head. Oh my god!

I propped myself up on my elbows so that I could watch her nervously pop open the button of my jeans, then carefully pull the zipper down exposing my boxer briefs.

Chills ran down my body when she sat herself up and put her tiny fingers into the waist of my boxers and jeans. With one steady move she pulled both articles of clothing off my legs, exposing me completely.

Immediately, my dick sprung out to rest against my stomach, the tip nearly touching my bellybutton. The feel of her warm breath hitting the sensitive head of my dick, caused it to twitch and pulse. Her eyes widen at the sight of me, then relaxed into a heavy look of lust as she bit her lip.

Nervous about what was about to happen, I stopped her with an uneven voice. "Bella, you don't have to do this."

Grabbing me gently with her warm soft hand, she insisted, " I want to, Edward. Please let me." Then, began stroking me with her finger tips.

My head fell back as a strange noise left my throat, a cross between a grunt and a moan. Before I had time to get use to her hand, I felt a warm wetness slide up my shaft, then circle around the head.

"Fuck, Bella, that feels so good." I breathed out quickly, with one long breath.

As soon as her mouth surrounded me, I knew I was done for. My dick began to pulse as I yelled, "Oh God, Bella!"

I quickly pulled her mouth away from me and placed her hand on me, guiding it with my own, up and down my length. With a loud, "FFFFFuck!", I came hard....harder than I ever had by myself.

After wiping us both off with my shirt, I pulled Bella up to me and held her as I planted kisses all over her. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." I repeated, knowing it could never really express the extent of my gratitude.

Shyly, she looked up at me and asked, "Did I....Was it.....?"

Moving her hair out of her face, and looking into her loving eyes, I answered the question that she could get out, sure and firm, "You were perfect."

As I leaned in for another kiss, she yawned in my face.

Laughing at her sleepy adorable face, I laid us both down on the pillow and said, "You need some rest. I'll stay awake until you're dad gets home and make sure he doesn't find me in your bed. We don't need to piss him off more than he already is."

She simply nodded her head and laid down on my chest, falling asleep almost immediately.

Looking at my sleeping angel, I whispered lowly, "I am yours forever.....through sickness and health, 'til death do us part... You will always have my heart."

That's that...Hope you enjoy. I know that Jacob is a prick and a lot of you are hoping that he's "gutted", "castrated" or "dies from a STD". Just remember that 'payback' is a bitch and karma always comes 3 fold. Thanks again to all the faithful followers and for those who take the time to leave an encouraging review. I'm hoping to have the next chapter up within a week, so until then.....