Disclaimer:Own Twilight, I do not.

"Bella?" I could hear a masculine voice saying my name, but I was too mortified to respond. I had just seen Edward naked and he asked me if I had questions. I looked up and saw him staring at me, my face burned brighter Than I thought possible and my eyes shot back down to the floor.

"Bella, look at me." His voice was a cross between demanding and pleading, even though I didn't want to, I obliged. "Why are you having such a difficult time with this? I was naked, so what? It's a penis, all men have one. So, unless you've come to prefer girls, get used to it." He smirked and walked out of the bathroom with a smirk on his lips.

I washed my face and brushed my hair longer and more times than necessary in hopes that when I walked out there he would be a sleep, but as my luck would have it he's not. "Will this make things weird between us?" He asked

"No, why?" I turned my blanket back and snuggled in.
"Because they already are." He explained and I could hear him rustling around trying to get comfortable.

I didn't respond to that, how could I? He's right, I'm making this weird, there's no need for that, it's like he said, all men have-have-those things; see, I can't even say it. I need to get over this weirdness if I ever want to have a normal sex life…or any sex life for that matter.

"How does it work?" I heard myself asking before I could actually stop myself.

"How does what work?" Edward asked from his bed.

"Sex" I said sitting up.

"You need to be more specific Bella." Edward sat up as well. I crawled out from under my blanket and sat cross-legged at the foot of Edwards bed.

"I know the basics of it, penis, vagina, uterus, testicles…" My voice cut off and I turned bright red when I realized what I was saying. "I guess what I'm trying to ask is, how do you know you want to have sex with someone?"

The look on his face was incredulous, like he couldn't believe what I was asking. "Kiss me Bella."

"What?" I asked clearly not having heard him right, but instead of repeating it he leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. I felt myself leaning in to him, slipping my hands up his chest and gripping his shoulders. His mouth opened slightly, his teeth nipping and tugging lightly on my lip causing me to moan softly. He tangled his fingers in my hair holding my face close to his, gripping just tighter than necessary. I felt my lips opening without my permission and his tongue slipping passed mine. He leaned forward, pushing more of his bodyweight at me forcing me to lay back.

He forced his right knee between my thighs and I felt my leg coming up to rest on his hip. He kept his last hand twisted in my hair, but his left hand started sliding up and down the back of my leg rested on his hip. He pulled his lip from mine causing me to moan in protest until his lips found my jaw and then my neck. He kissed it softly, gently; I felt a warm, wet sensation on my jugular vein. He blew gently on the spot he had just licked causing a shiver to run down my spine.

Before we could get much further a loud beeping sound rang through my ears making me jump. My alarm clock was going off. I was dreaming, I was having a sex dream about Edward. None of that actually happened. He asked me if I had any question and I ran to my bed like a little girl. I didn't ask him anything and I certainly didn't make out with him. It felt so real though.

I moved my hip so I could stand up, but something a little lower felt very different. My…girlzone was sensitive, very sensitive, every little movement sent a shock through my body.

"You alright over there Bella?" I heard a sleepy Edward ask.

"Yes. Why do you ask?" I returned.

"You were moaning a little last night, bad dream?" He asked sounding concerned.

"Y-Yeah, b-bad dream." I stuttered

"Was it about me?" He asked a little more awake.

"W-Why would you ask that?" I asked hoping he wasn't going to give the answer I thought he was.

"Because you moaned "Edward" a couple times." My face burned so bright I was sure he could see it from there.

"I-I need a shower." I threw my covers back, grabbed my towel and clothes and bolted to the bathroom, locking the door.

Stupid, stupid, stupid, how could I be so stupid? I moaned Edwards name out in my sleep. Although in my defense, I've been talking in my sleep since I could talk and it's rather difficult trying to control your dreams. I'm just glad he thought it was a nightmare and he doesn't know what it really was.

What if he does know though? What if he actually knows and is just teasing me? No, Edward wouldn't do that, would he?

I turned the shower on and stepped in, the water hadn't warmed up yet, but a cold shower is what I need at the moment anyway. That dream was amazing though, Edwards warm, firm body pressed against mine. I love the thought of his fingers tangling in my hair, pulling just a little too hard. I need to stop this and I need to stop this now. I grabbed my shampoo bottle and poured a little in my hand before tasseling it through my hair. The hot water felt heavenly on my body, washing away my frustration from the night before.

There is one thing I need to realize, Edward will never want to have sex with me. Ever. He has a type and that type happens to be tall and perfect.