Good evening/morning! So much to do today at work!

So here we go! A little bit o Bella!

SM owns Twilight. I own a depleted box of chocolate mini wheats, thanks to this chapter...

Eat You Up- BOA

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Chapter 10: Filling and satisfying.

BPOV

He's here!

He's here he's here he's here!

Monday morning and already it was shaping up to be a good week. Pulling into the lot, cringing at the prospect of another boring day, I turned from my truck when I heard the bass beat across the parking lot. And there, pulling into the lot, was Edward Cullen. Nice car, although not what I thought he would drive given the tattered clothes I had seen him in that one day.

Volvo's were for rich kids.

He looked more like a motorcycle sort of guy.

Or a really old muscle car.

But the music fit him.

Nine Inch Nails.

Nice.

I found myself smiling before I could hide it.

"Ugh I hate that song."

I jumped at Jessica's voice beside me, turning back at where she was scowling.

"He's totally fuckable, but that music is so degrading," she huffed and pulled me along with her towards the school, just as he was slipping out of his car.

I barely got a chance to see his wild hair before it was obscured by the hallway leading into the school.

I couldn't wait until sixth period. How would I get through the day, knowing he was there somewhere. I thought about the things I would say to him in Biology.

Introduce myself.

Smile.

Was it completely perverted that I hoped he was the hand-shaking sort?

I had thought of those hands all weekend and now all I wanted was to feel them against me.

And maybe more than just his hands.

"Bella? Were you in fantasyland?" Angela asked, smirking. "That was a pretty intense look you had."

I blushed and couldn't help but laugh. I was discovering that Angela was a lot like me. And that helped distract me for a little while as she chatted with me about her exploits with Ben. For a little bit, I didn't think about what would happen if he wasn't interested at all.

Sixth period just seemed so far away.

Lunch was a nervous waste of time. I couldn't think of eating. What if I got something stuck in my teeth? Or dripped on my shirt? Or ate something that gave me bad breath?

My mind was not on food.

"Earth to Bella?"

I turned quickly, smiling at Angela as she waved her hand in front of me to move me along in the line for food. I rushed through, grabbing whatever I could so I could sit and maybe get something in me.

Well….

I clutched at whatever I had grabbed and realized I was feeling up my banana, in front of everyone.

God I was a mess!

He's just a boy!

A boy who invaded every thought in my head during lunch.

I couldn't eat my banana without thinking about something else in my mouth.

He had to be packed. I swallowed an extra large piece, wondering if I could ever manage something like that.

I mean I was a small person. Where did it all go? It's not like women were bottomless.

He was the kind of guy that would hurt. Why did that make my stomach flip flop?

I thought Forks was supposed to be cold? Why am I sweating?

Shaking my head, I tried to act like normal. But I wasn't fooling myself, no matter what I tried.

I pretended to listen to Jessica and Lauren talk about a trip to Port Angeles.

Eric spoke animatedly with Angela over some new article for the paper.

All I wanted was for the bell to ring so I could hurry to Bio.

My heart dropped when I walked in, my table glaringly empty. Would he not be here?

Maybe he was in the bathroom.

Right, jerking off so he didn't scare me.

I felt my thighs tighten at that. The idea of his hand in his pants leaving little room in them as he played with himself, that was a nice visual that I entertained for a few minutes while the classroom filled up. Maybe he needed help.

I could just go in there, and give him a hand.

Or two.

I'd had a banana. I was prepped and ready to go.

Imagine my surprise when I blinked from my fantasy to see him in the doorway.

Looking hot and dangerous as he stared directly at me, his cheeks a little flushed and his eyes intently on me as he made his way over.

And just to get me more hot and bothered, he had both hands tucked firmly in his jeans pockets.

Like it took both of them to corral the best beneath the buttons.

Lord have mercy.

He could so be the kebab to skewer my cherry tomato.

He seemed nervous beside me, only making my own nerves rise as he glanced at me while making introductions.

Could his voice be any sexier? Like rough silk dragged over my tender parts.

I was sure my nipples were already making introductions. I had no control over my body around him.

Thighs tightly clenched. Heart had run away with my voice it seemed, because I could barely manage a whisper.

"Um, I took notes for you. I don't know. Mitosis is pretty easy," I babbled. I swallowed and pulled the papers out for him to have.

My meticulous notes that I had rewritten three times this weekend so they looked legible.

His soft thank you was lost on my ears.

Because they were roaring with the rush of blood as his long fingers grazed over mine, lingering lightly before pulling away excruciatingly slow with the papers.

Leaving me to feel the burning of his ghost touch across my knuckles. I tucked my hand back towards me, wanting to cradle that delicious burn that made my skin shiver everywhere.

Holy hell his touch reduced me to a quivering mass!

I could only imagine what it would do if he touched anywhere else on my begging body.

And those eyes looked deeply into mine, like deep dark pools I wouldn't mind skinny-dipping in.

I wanted to be captured in that looked forever.

He licked his lips and I watched him swallow deeply, enjoying the way his long neck moved as he did so. His dark eyes trapped me in his gaze for only a moment before he was turning away, jaw clenched tight.

I wondered what it would take to unclench that jaw.

Was his stubble rough along it?

I bet he tasted great. Filling and satisfying.

His lips looked so soft as they pouted there, puckering as he swallowed again.

I found it difficult to look away from the sight of his profile.

What was it about Edward Cullen that made me want to just get naked and beg him to fuck me senseless.

That bulge had something to do with it, no doubt.

And for creepy hot guy to get one both times he sat by me.

Either he was hot for Biology or maybe he liked me.

The odds weren't stacked so far against me that I could believe Biology would win out.

And judging by that bit of happiness in Edward's jeans, I could really lose my virginity but good…

Shit, he's looking at me at me again!

I turned and tried to concentrate on what the teacher was saying.

"You're to work with your table mate on this project. It's a lesson in life. You'll be working closely, so I hope you're friendly!"

I glanced at Edward, seeing him swallow hard. He looked at me sideways and tried to smile.

Was he sweating?

My body was still stuck on the fluttery feeling in my stomach at the idea of being paired up with Creepy Hot Guy. And having to be friendly.

Well it was Biology. Could it be naked friendly?

I wanted to know about every little nook and cranny of him; be the butter to his English muffin.

God, I was starving suddenly, and each and every time I glanced at him, all I saw was something to eat.

Who was the weird one?

No wonder he was sweating.

"All right! So you all know about the Health class project we make you do, you know, the one with the egg, and you have to take care of it? Well this is a little more in depth!" the teacher exclaimed.

A collective groan from most of the students filled the room.

Only Edward and I were quiet.

He was clenching his fists. Me… well. I don't think I had stop clenching. My thighs were getting the best workout ever.

Mr. Banner pulled up a box from the floor, and produced a bag of flour in his hands, showing it to everyone with a broad smile. He plopped on at each table, setting ours in between us.

I looked at the sack in confusion.

Were we baking? In Biology?

I was great at baking!

I could make Creepy Hot guy my special pie.

"Introducing your children!"

"Oh, fuck me," Edward murmured hoarsely beside me.

All I could think of was yes please.

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AN: I was hungry while writing this… Much food was harmed in the making of this chapter.

A few of you guessed what the Bio Project was… but there is a twist to it… It's more than simply carrying around your sack and taking care of it… hehehehe

More tomorrow!

Thanks for all the great song suggestions!

MWAH!

steph