I do not own Twilight or its characters. Stephenie Meyer does.
Outtake 1: Happy birthday Edward.
(EPOV age 15)
I just finished saying good-bye to the last of the guests then headed upstairs to take a shower. When I entered the room and didn't hear the shower running so I assumed that Bella must have decided to take a shower in Alice's room.
I headed straight for my bathroom opening the door without a second thought. A tiny shriek made my head shoot up. Bella was standing before me, completely naked with water droplets covering her body. My eyes immediately locked on her breasts. She covered them up quickly, but I couldn't tear my eyes away. Dang, they really were big and so perky. They looked bigger than they were at Christmas, when she let me touch them under her shirt. But I never saw them, at least not like this.
"Edward," she sounded exasperated with me.
"Yeah," I muttered sounding like an idiot.
"I've been calling your name. I said 'you could've knocked," Bella told me, her arms were now crossed just below her chest. Did she know she was plumping them up?
"Yeah, knocking. Knocking is good," I mumbled incoherently. Knocking is bad. She better lock the door next time. I was vaguely aware she was walking towards me. Her fingers grazed my chin and lifted it until I met her eyes. I felt my ears burn. Luckily she seemed more amused then mad.
"Edward, my eyes are up here." She smirked at me.
"Sorry, brown eyes." I apologized. She was standing so close that our bodies were almost touching. I could feel the warmth of her body. Her hair smelled of strawberries and like flowers. My cock grew painfully hard in my swimming trunks. I guess I was taking a cold shower. I willed her not to look down at me. As if she heard me, her eyes casted down and locked at my cock. He twitched for her and a light blush covered her cheeks as she licked, then bit her lip. My traitorous cock twitched again and grew even harder. She looked back up at me with hooded eyes.
"Don't be long, I have another birthday surprise for you." She whispered, her voice sounding husky.
"You do," I choked out as she brushed by me. Now my eyes locked on her ass as it gently swayed. She bent over her bag and I started to see the curves of her cheeks under the edge of the towel. She turned slightly and giggled when she saw me staring again. She was going to be the death of me, but I would die happy and with a big smile on my face.
"I do," she winked. I bit back my groan. I closed the door and took a shower in a hurry. It was a freezing cold shower as I tried to picture anything to calm my cock down. I don't think I would be able to take care of myself with her in the next room quietly. Maybe she would hear me call her name and come in. Then she could…. no…. sad thoughts. Shit…. she was probably expecting to sleep in my bed tonight. I had to be careful or she was going to witness my problem I had most mornings.
I stepped out of the shower and realized I forgot a change of clothes. I wrapped my towel around my waist. Hopefully Bella went back downstairs. I stepped out to go quickly to my bureau. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Bella was curled up on my bed in my Forks football shirt without pants. In her hand was a picture of her that I knew I kept in my nightstand. My eyes flew to the nightstand and noticed a lotion bottle sitting on the stand.
"So, should I be flattered that you use a picture of me?" Bella looked up and met my eyes.
"I… just… look at that before I go to bed. Sometimes I give it a goodnight kiss." I lied. Bella arched an eyebrow and smirked.
"And that?" She pointed at the bottle she had found.
"Dry hands," I lied.
"So you used KY," she rolled her eyes. She didn't believe me, I could tell. My sweet Bella wasn't so innocent anymore. She looked up at me then moved to her knees. She held out a hand to me. "Come here," she ordered. My legs moved towards her automatically.
"I have to get dressed." I mumbled as she moved to the edge of the bed and was right in front of me.
"Not yet, I want to give you your birthday gift," she said softly. She rubbed her hands up and down my chest. My cock instantly came to life again as her lips touched mine lightly. She ran her tongue across my lips.
She backed away and patted the bed next to her. Like a man dying of thirst I followed her. She straddled me so she was sitting on my stomach, her fingers running up down my chest making my breath hitch. I had to be dreaming this.
"Remember those teen and women magazines I told you that my mother was making me read," Bella asked my softly as her hands moved up and down. She ran her fingers across my abs, making me breathe heavier.
"Uh huh," my unintelligent reply came out.
"She thought some articles would be good for me when I got a boyfriend. I learned a lot of things, like tips on how to please a man." She bit her lip as her eyes grew dark. "Would like me to show you one?" She asked her voice sounded husky. I could only answer by nodding my head. "They told me one in of the magazines that guys like seeing their shirts on their girlfriend, is that true?" She asked pulling on the front of the t-shirt. Instantly I could see the outline of her nipples. I still was too tongue tied so I nodded. She smiled brightly at me. She slid off me and I missed her weight immediately. She reached over the bottle and then she reached for my towel. My hand reached out and stopped her by grabbing her wrist lightly.
"Bella, wait," I stopped her. The smile dropped off her face and she looked nervous.
"Why? You don't want me to?" Bella blushed looking slightly embarrassed. I felt conflicted right away.
"I do. What guy wouldn't want there beautiful girlfriend to? I just don't want you to feel like you have to," I answered. I shifted as my cock was twitching in anticipation. Why was I stopping her?
"I wouldn't be offering if I didn't want to," Bella said softly. I let go of her wrist. She reached for the towel again and unwrapped me before looking down.
"Wow, that's big," she whispered. I don't know if she meant for me to hear her, but it was a boost to my ego: my girl thought I was big. I watched as she squirted the liquid into her hand and then reached down wrapping her hand around my straining cock. I let out a hiss on contact.
"Too tight," Bella asked. I shook my head furiously. She squeezed and started moving her hand up and down. I prayed I could hold on but as soon as she cupped my balls I lost it. I bit my arm to keep from screaming out as I came hard squirting on to my chest. I looked up at Bella and she looked pleased with herself. She grabbed my towel and wiped me off.
"That was amazing, brown eyes." I said breathlessly.
"Happy birthday," she leaned over and kissed my lips lightly.
"You want me to do something for you in return?" I offered. I wanted to touch her all over.
"Not tonight. We should get downstairs, the others wanted to watch a movie." Bella answered. She stood up and went to grab her jeans and slipped them on.
"Bella, you're forgetting a bra," I told her. Why was I telling her, I could probably easily slip my hand under her shirt during the movie? She gave me a smile before she slipped on my hoodie.
"Only you and I will know the truth." She winked before heading for the door. I quickly covered myself before she opened the door.
I leaned into the pillows with a sigh. Best birthday ever.
A/N: Neither Bella are too innocent in this version. Edward is a normal hormonal teenage boy. Bella will be very eager to please. Outtakes are going to be rated M and of Bella and Edward memories that they wouldn't share with the others. This will be updated every once in awhile, but not as often as the other story.