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Greener Grass

Bella starts her first job working as a junior doctor in a busy hospital. She has moved away from her friends to live with Jacob, her boyfriend, who she is happy with. In this new job she meets her boss, Dr Edward cullen, but she finds herself having un-job related thoughts about him...... what will happen?!

I do no own anything and I make no money from this, its just a bit of fun. Stephanie meyer is the real genius here! Read on to find out..... Lots of Smut, Angst and time spent daydreaming..... *sigh* Please note: there is smut and naughtiness in this fanfic! You have been warned! Not twilight series compatible. My first fanfic after many nights spent reading them instead of studying! please review but be kind! The story is mainly (all) told from Bella's point of you

3. Chapter 3: Giving In

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The light from the window gradually beckoned me from my slumber. I let out a small groan of protest before I flopped over onto my stomach, attempting to bury my head under the corner of the duvet. I was not ready to wake up yet. It was the weekend and quite frankly I was well overdue a lie-in. My heart spluttered in my chest as I realised it was the weekend. It was Saturday. The day of Chris’ party. Edward.

NO!!! I shouted internally. I love thinking of Edward, but I need to lie in! If I start thinking of him there’s no way I’ll get back to sleep. And I need sleep. Right…..thinking of a hot Malaysian island beach, me lying on towel, warm air dancing over my skin with the sound of the sea in the background………………ZZzzzzzz

I was disturbed from my sleep for a second time that morning. Something warm and slightly damp was nuzzling my ear.

“Bells” it softly whispered, the warm air of his breath tickling the downy hairs there.


He ran a large warm hand over the back of my neck and shoulders, his fingers trailing a feeling of somewhere in between tickling and arousal. His hand moved down to the curve of my waist, pulling me closer against his hard body as he dragged his lower lip down to the back of my exposed neck, leaving light as a feather kisses over my skin.

I had to admit that this felt good. Being woken up like this is the best way in my opinion. Who needs an alarm clock? Just get your current squeeze to do this everyday and you’d be floating around all day with a permanent smile on your face.

“Mmm….” I murmured in appreciation, eyes still shut, hoping it would encourage him to continue. “That’s feels good” I mumbled.

Jacob didn’t say anything in return, but I felt the vibration of his chuckle against my back.

I had been unfair to him this week. He wasn’t aware of what had been going on in my mind, but that didn’t stop it from being unfair. I did love Jacob. That wasn’t the problem. I just wasn’t convinced the spark was still all there and I wasn’t sure that we were 100% right for one another. But then, am I being selfish for thinking that nothing less than 100% would do? But flip that the other way and am I being even more unfair by hanging on to him until that complete 100% package turns up and I run off into the sunset with them?

Maybe I should give Jacob another go. This time though, I need to put my all into it. He doesn’t deserve anything less.

I forced my eyes open and shifted so I was lying on my back, and turned my face up to Jacob. “Kiss me” I breathed huskily at him, looking deep into those big browns of his. It only took a moment for him to register what I was asking him, before a small smirk spread across his face. It dawned on him that I was giving him the green light.

He placed his lips on mine, gently at first, before I reached my hand up to caress the back of his neck, pulling him closer. I arched my back at the same time, pressing my breasts up into his chest, groaning softly. That was all the encouragement he needed. He instantly reacted by pressing his lips to mine more deeply and urgently. He pulled a deep breath in through his nose at the same time before gently touching my upper lip with his tongue. I responded by parting my lips slightly, allowing him deeper access. He reached across and placed a hand on my hip bone and shifted slightly so he had one of his legs between mine, his pelvis pressing onto my hip. I was wearing a thin Calvin Klein camisole and shorts, and I could feel just how excited and up for this he was. His very hard erection was pressing right into my stomach. I lifted my hips slightly and ground myself into him harder, pressing more forcefully against his lips with my kiss. Well, if I was going to give this a go properly, I might as well get fully into it.

He let out a deep guttural groan. “Fuck Bells, my cock is so hard, you’re driving me crazy”

I kissed him deeper and breathily groaned in response.

Jacob’s hands started to work their way up underneath my camisole top. I gave him a hand and wriggled out of it, flinging it over my head and into a far corner of our bedroom. One hand firmly grasped my right breast, whilst Jacob moved his mouth down to the other, sucking and nibbling on my now very hard nipple. I gasped and flung both of arms back over my head and grabbed the headstand rails, arching my back up into him further.

He continued to thumb and work on my nipples whilst he mouth moved in a southerly direction. I squeezed my eyes shut and thought about the way my body felt when I reached my climax. There was nothing like that feeling. The heavy feeling building up inside, starting at your feet and working up your legs to your core. The internal dilemma between wanting the feelings of working up to an orgasm to last forever, to prolong and draw it out, with the eagerness of wanting to achieve that final, body jolting wave that felt so good.

Jacob was now gradually slipping the waistband of my shorts down my long thighs. I lifted my butt slightly, pushing my hips up into his face. His eyes sparked slightly at that movement, his lust and need written all over his face.

He ripped my shorts off and threw them down. He positioned himself more comfortably and gently ran his fingers lightly over my pubic bone, causing me to shiver unexpectedly. He looked up at me, maintaining eye contact as he gently lowered his head, his fingers working their way towards my swollen wet clit.

He found what he was looking for and ever so lightly ran his fingers from the top towards my core.

“Jeeezz Bells, You’re so wet. Fuck” he pulled his finger out looking at them, before licking them gently. “Mmm….I’ve missed that taste”

A blush spread across my cheeks. But at the same time, it turned me on even more.

He dipped his head further, touching my clit with the tip of his hot tongue, moving it in light small circles.

I gasped loudly. “Fuck! That feels amazing!” I involuntarily bucked my hips upwards, grinding my pussy further into his face. With his other hand he pushed me back down to the bed. “Steady now” He reprimanded me.

He gradually started working on my swollen, dripping wet pussy. His other hand found its way to my core, and he gently slid a finger gently into me, stopping only a little way in, to rub and put pressure on that little spot he knew I loved.

I let out a few loud groans. I shoved one of my hands into his hair, grabbing fistfuls of it. Before I could stop myself I thought of Edward. Great timing! I chided myself. I wondered what it would feel like to have him working me up into a frenzy, how his tongue would feel against my most intimate part. The thought of him down there caused a surge of arousal to fly through me. A hot fire exploded deep in my belly. I nearly screamed.

A small part of me somewhere in the back of my mind was telling me to stop thinking of Edward, but Christ! Thinking of him had just made this feel so much better! There was no way I could stop now. I gave my mind free rein to think what it pleased. I suddenly had visions of Edward slamming me up against a wall, my legs wrapped round his waist, him pushing my underwear to the side as he rammed into me. I had thoughts of him pushing into me from behind, his huge hard cock filling me to bursting point. I thought about me riding on top of him, grinding into him, leaning back to allow the best vantage point, screaming his name over and over as I gave in to the feelings of waves crashing inside me.

God I was getting close. Sensing my pussy begin to tighten and my breathing speed up, Jacob was matching me stride for stride. My hands grabbed fistfuls of his hair, digging me nails into his scalp. I pushed my pelvis deeper into the bed, forcing my lower back to rise off, and I felt the pressure from Jacobs finger inside me increase. He lapped harder at my clit until I finally began to feel the waves build up ready to fall. I pushed my pussy muscles down and the waves came crashing down.

I gasped loudly “Fuck!” My breathing was ragged as I allowed the spasms to continue, until the subsided. I lay there calmly taking in the afterglow, thinking only of Edward.

Jacob raised his head and smirked. “wow. You came pretty hard. That was such a turn on to hear and watch” He smirked that dirty, lusty smirk at me. “My turn now”.

He lay down on top of me and I felt the dripping wet head of his hard cock against my lower belly. He gently raised himself up and manoeuvred himself to my entrance. He gently pushed in a little bit, taking a breath as he did.

“God Bells, your pussy feels so good. I’ve been thinking about this all week”

He pushed into my further filling me up to the hilt. He started to rock gently, groaning as he went. He pulled back and pushed in, gradually finding his rhythm. I could tell he wasn’t going to last very long, he kept having to stop to breathe deeply.

I was back to thinking about Edward. How would he feel inside me? Would we feel connected and whole, as I once had with Jacob, but I wasn’t sure was there this time?

Jacob was getting close to climax, he was plunging into me harder now, his muscles tensing with each thrust. His breathing was becoming ragged and his pace started to jolt.

“Oh god. Fuck. I’m going to come….”

He groaned deeply as he thrust deeply twice and then physically shuddered over me. He breathed raggedly as he rode out his orgasm, his clammy hot forehead resting on my bare chest.

I sighed softly against Jacob, weighing up how I felt. I was a little disappointed in myself. I had tried to give it a go, but I had just thought about Edward for most of it. But I also felt thrilled about how my body had reacted to simply thinking about Edward doing those things to me instead of Jacob. I imagined how I would react if he actually was doing those things to me. Hopefully there wouldn’t be anyone within a ten-mile radius as clearly I was going to be loud.

As Jacob and I lay there allowing our breathing to come back to normal, my thoughts inevitably slipped back to Edward. What would I say to him at the party tonight? I could try and act normal, but let’s be honest, that’s not going to happen. Not now anyway. As soon as I saw him, I would be thinking about what Jacob and I had just done here, apart from it wouldn’t be Jacob doing those things to me. I wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye. I was practically blushing now just thinking about it. I felt a thrill rush through me. I had arranged to go shopping with Angela, one of my university friends who had good sense not to study medicine. We had arranged to go for a coffee and I felt that I needed to bend her ear about the whole situation. I wonder what she would say? She was always good with advice. And she never made me feel worse, even if I knew something was my own fault, which is what I wanted right now. I just wanted someone to sugar-coat it and tell me it would all be fine.

I felt a little smug at how Edward had treated the Jessica during the week, like she didn’t really exist. I had a funny feeling she would pull out all the stops tonight to get his attention. Damn her and her good boobs.

I sighed as I pushed Jacob off me and padded towards the bathroom. I needed to spend some serious time shopping if I was going to get Edwards full attention tonight. I wondered if I should try and get him alone and try and discover how he really felt about me. Flirting was always good. Christ though, I hadn’t done that in a while. How did you flirt again?!

Nevermind… A glass of wine and I’m sure I’ll have Edward eating out of my hands. A giant smirk spread across my face and a wave of feeling naughty ripped through me.

I so can’t wait for tonight!