All right, I know I've been absent for a while but honestly I just haven't felt up to writing or had time but I should have more time now.

This story is being written with the lovely and talented motherchucker9. I'm writing Bella's POV and she's writing Edwards. She's also managed to capture a phenomenal beta, MissSCullen, who is far superior to me.

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New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can't do,
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York
Empire State of Mind, Jay-Z

Bella POV:

I smiled as I looked around my brand new room. Although calling it a room was a bit of a stretch. Granted, it was definitely better off than a lot of dorms at other schools, but was still all too small for two people to inhabit. My high plat formed bed lay closest to the window next to a wall and underneath it was a small desk that held my laptop and lamp.

I sighed as I thought about how this was what I had wanted and been working toward for the past 18 years. Living in Forks, Washington had been fun but I knew I was destined for more than a tiny town, which had a miniscule population and constant bad weather. I was finally out from under my parents rule and living on my own in the big apple attending the prestigious New York University. Well, not really on my own. I still had a roommate. I looked across the room as I thought of her.

Lauren Mallory was her name. She had corn silk blonde hair, green-ish eyes and probably the biggest princess disorder I had ever encountered. While asking for help moving in is normal, not touching a single box yourself is not. I had probably moved the most while we also solicited help from some big guys down the hall.

Ahh, the guys down the hall…

I smiled as I thought of them. Another reason to get out of Forks. The tiny population meant that there was virtually no selection of men around. It was actually a pretty big fucking joke. I had only been here a few hours and already I'd seen so many potential GILF's – guys I'd like to fuck- that my sexually repressed inner vixen was grinning from ear to ear, knowing I had made the right choice in coming here.

"You guys all moved in?" a deep voice asked from our doorway, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Hmm, speak of the Devil and he shall come.

Leaning up against my doorway stood Jacob Black, who was definitely top of my GILF list. His copper skin and dark hair just about made my panties jump off on their own accord. I silently thanked Oprah he would be living down the hall from me and flashed him a smile. My inner vixen gave a thumbs up sign and screeched at me to talk to him, but just as my lips parted to speak, a very unwelcome, and very whiny voice interrupted me.

"Yeah, Jakey. Thanks so much for your help," she purred as she twirled a strand of hair around her fingers.

Inner vixen gave her the finger and smirked vindictively as Jacob gave her a confused look before turning towards me.

"What about you?" he asked. I smiled and gave a slight nod. "Sweet, that means you can come to a little get together tonight after orientation." I was about to answer but was yet again cut short by Lauren as she squealed loudly.

"Ohhh! First college party of the year!" Jacob and I both started when she jumped from her spot on her bed and to her small dresser. "I need something to wear!" I sighed and shook my head while Jacob tried to contain his laughter. This would be quite a year.

"Well I'll catch up with you later then?" he asked me. Inner vixen gave a sly grin and a small wave of her fingers whilst I nodded and smiled before he left back down the hall. Lauren then proceeded to spend the next hour and a half trying on probably every damn outfit she bought.

"How about this?" she asked for the millionth time as she twirled in a circle. I couldn't give two shits about what she wore tonight so long as she didn't taint my ears with her ridiculously high pitched fucking squeal again.

"It looks great," I lied as I didn't even bother looking up from my iPhone to see what she had on. She huffed and I finally looked up. "What?"

"You aren't even looking," she whined. Inner vixen mimicked her voice and rolled her eyes whilst I fought the urge to roll mine and sat up in my bed.

"Look, you've kept me cooped up in this room all day," I began, sounding as nice as I possibly could. "All I want to do is explore campus a bit and the city. Let's go out for a little and get dressed later." I threw a smile on the end.

"I guess you're right," she said resignedly. "Let's go!" she squealed loudly and I cringed as she grabbed my hand and led me out of the room.

Fucking squeal.

We spent the next couple of hours exploring the city that was our new home. I breathed in the rich air as we walked around Greenwich Village and just got a feel for life here. I knew for a fact that I would get lost if I had to maneuver around here by myself.

When we finally returned to our dorm it was time to head out to orientation. I anticipated a formal boring information session but that is not what I got. The dean walked out and my jaw almost dropped whilst my inner vixen snapped awake from her nap and started rubbing her hands together. This man was beautiful; his body was lean and tall with tantalizingly delicious blonde hair. His features were so chiseled for a man of his age and my inner vixen sighed in contentment. Now he could make me pay attention.

"Welcome to New York University," he began his speech that went on for about twenty minutes. We all clapped politely when he finished and headed back to our dorms. I walked slowly taking my time and people watching.

I made it back to the dorm and had some time before the party. I slipped on a pair of skinny jeans with a few rips in them, a black cami and a grey draped jersey cardigan. I finished the look by letting my hair fall in loose waves, blue jeweled flats and gold Channel earrings. I looked in the mirror that hung off of the door and smiled. I was satisfied with what I saw.

Lauren was a different story. She wore a tight corseted black and pink top, a small jean skirt, kitten heeled pink shoes, drop down pink feathered earrings and entirely too much makeup.

Why God? I asked myself as I looked at her. Did I do something in a past life to deserve this?

"Ready to go!" she chirped and I watched, horrorstruck as she applied yet more lip gloss. I forced a smile and walked out of the room to Jacob's door, where we had agreed to head over together. I knocked lightly and waited whilst my inner vixen tapped her foot impatiently and inspected her newly painted nails. The door finally opened and…

My word this boy could work a t-shirt and jeans. Inner vixen was already raking her eyes over his body and crooking her finger at him to come her way.

"Hey Bells," he said making me roll my eyes at his already formed nickname for me. "Ready?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah, we're ready!" Lauren said excitedly causing me to roll my eyes for the second time in three minutes.

Jacob laughed and exited his room. I looked back to find the door still open and was about to say something about it when someone else emerged closing the door. He was as tall if not taller than Jacob with shaggy brown hair and russet skin.

"Bella, Lauren this is Seth, my roommate," Jacob introduced. I smiled politely and Lauren waved in what she probably thought was a seductive manner, but in my opinion, looked more as if she was attempting to claw at him. I pushed Lauren gently toward the stairs and she chattered about Lord knows what the entire way out of the building and to the party.

Jacob led us through crisp New York night air to a building about three minutes away that was not at all what I was expecting. I had been looking for a sketch building that was pretty dirty or run down but was greeted with a fifth story apartment with a balcony. Glass doors opened to marble flooring in the foyer and rich browns and reds splashed everywhere. We walked past a staircase, living room and kitchen only to be met with even more doors. Jacob opened the doors for us and I saw what I had envisioned. There was dim lighting, loud music and dancing bodies. Inner vixen grinned, gave a little shake of her hips and sauntered off into the dance floor.

The doors must have been nearly sound proof because I had barely heard anything from outside of them. Lauren squealed and ran out into a mass of dancing bodies making me shake my head.

"Want something to drink?" he asked me. I nodded but moved to the bar myself. If there was one thing I knew it was to never drink anything you didn't make yourself. I mixed myself whatever concoction was in the 'punch' bowl and settled in the crowd next to Jacob. I sipped slowly feeling the burn of the alcohol on my throat. I turned to Jacob as I felt him place a hand on my shoulder.

"Bella," he said loudly over the music, "This is Alice." I smiled at the short girl in front of me. She was petite with short jet black hair. Her makeup was impeccable and so was her clothing. Her violet dress hugged her body and her black heels made her legs look longer. "It's her party," he continued on.

"Hey, Bella" she said as she placed her arm in mine and led me away from Jacob. I gulped my drink quickly and set the cup down before allowing her to take me away. "I see you've met Jacob." I nodded. "He's a good guy, a bit clingy, but good."

"Okay," I said unsure as to why she was telling me this. I felt the alcohol warming me as it worked its way through my system. Alice grabbed her and me another cup of "punch" and led me out onto the balcony. I sipped my drink as the cool air hit me, a welcome contrast to the heated party.

"Look," she started. "You may think I'm crazy for saying this but I pretty sure, no wait, I know that we're gonna be pretty good friends, Bella." I quirked an eyebrow at her and finished off my drink. If she didn't want me thinking she was crazy then she wasn't off to a very good start. "Just trust me on this, okay?" I nodded, feeling my body buzz with whatever alcohol was in it.

"Let's dance," I suggested. Alice nodded and led me back into the party. We reached the dancing mass as another song started and we flailed our arms just acting silly. We danced through a couple songs, had another cup and by the time I was searching for the bathroom to freshen up I was drunk.

I stumbled through the set of doors we had entered earlier and searched for a bathroom. I opened one door to find coats which made me giggle. I went a bit further into the apartment and opened another door. This time I was met with a bedroom.

Bedrooms in apartments like these have bathrooms, right? I asked myself. I decided to venture a little further into the room. It was distinctly masculine with black bed sheets, midnight blue walls, and a leather sofa. An impressive music system lay against one wall with a Megan Fox calendar above it. I shook my head.

I turned around and was rewarded with a door. I flicked on the light inside and found it to be a bathroom.

"Eureka!" I said out loud, making myself laugh. I sauntered over to the mirror and blanched at what I found. My hair was messy and my face flushed from dancing. I threw some water on my face before giving up and using the bathroom. I finished up and washed my hands giving one last look in the mirror before flicking off the light. Just as I did I heard music turn on.

"Meet me on the equinox," a familiar male voice called out through the speakers.

Shit! Someone was in the room. A sober Bella would have apologized quickly and exited but drunk Bella wasn't thinking so clearly. I slapped a hand against the wall and felt my way into the bathtub. I figured it would be a good spot to hide in until the mystery person left. Oh how wrong I was.

About ten minutes into my hiding I was shocked by cold water hitting my clothes and skin. It was like knives were shooting through my limbs. Naturally, I screamed entirely too loud and, giving the impression I was being murdered, my inner Vixen returned, wide eyed and breathless.

"What the hell?" I heard an angry male voice say.

"Turn it off!" I screamed. "I'm gonna drown!" I flailed my arms and legs around as if to stay above water. The water finally shut off and I stood up. "What are you doing?" I slurred out. He blanched.

"What am I doing? Me? What the fuck are you doing?" he roared. "This is my bathroom!" I looked around. He was right.

"You're right," I said as I lifted a leg to exit the bathtub. I was clumsy on a normal day but add a slippery surface and alcohol and you were just asking for it. As I lifted my leg the other slipped and I began my descent onto the ground. My eyes squeezed shut as I anticipated the fall but it never came. I opened one eye to find myself in the man's arms. He still seemed pretty pissed but held me securely.

Inner vixen quirked and eyebrow and made herself comfortable.

"Thanks," I said as I righted myself. I stepped out of the tub, with his help onto the bathroom floor. I began shaking as the cold air and my wet clothes met. He shook his head at me.

"I'll get you a towel," he said as he left the bathroom to find one. I didn't really feel like waiting to get warm and remembered what I'd once seen on an episode of Man vs. Wild. Bear had fallen into some arctic water and to stay alive he had removed all of his clothing. I figured the situations were pretty much equivalent and began stripping down. I took my shoes, cardigan, jeans and cami off leaving me in a black lace thong and matching bra with a pink bow in the middle. Thankfully I had the presence of mind to leave those items on. I shivered violently as I waited for him to return.

"Now will you please-" he began as he entered the bathroom but stopped mid-sentence upon seeing me. I watched as his Adams apple bobbed thickly as he swallowed. I smirked as he covertly stuck a hand in his pocket before handing me the towel. I felt myself getting wet. "What are you doing?" he asked.

Inner vixen smirked as she rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

"Getting warm," I slurred. I bent over and ran the towel over my legs and brought it up between my breasts. I heard him make a small sound and smirked. I placed the towel between my legs and swiped it back and forth a few times. He shifted his weight and pulled at the collar of his shirt. "I think I'll have to take these off to get completely dry though," I said grabbing the sides of my thong and pulling it down. He gasped and before I could get the underwear off his mouth was on mine.

I was surprised for a half second before giving myself into the kiss and throwing my arms around his neck. His kiss turned frenzied with passion as time increased. I ran a hand over his chest and abs landing on his manhood. He gasped in my mouth before picking me up and carrying me out of his bathroom and into his bedroom.

My head bounced roughly against the bed as he threw me down. My inner vixen widely opened her legs and shouted "come get me" as he all but ripped my underwear and bra from me leaving me totally bare in front of him and both of us panting heavily. I only had a moment to glance at his face before I was moaning in pleasure. His fingers entered me and began working magic. He pushed and pulled with a steady rhythm all the while teasing my clit.

"Yes," I moaned as I felt my peak approaching. I arched my back trying to bring about the ecstasy more quickly and was rewarded with a body shaking orgasm. The man worked his fingers more slowly as I rode out the waves. I licked my lips, heaving as I met his hooded glare. My eyes traveled down his body and discovered his very obvious arousal.

"Your turn," I said as I pulled him onto the bed with him. I tugged at his shirt indicating that I wanted him to pull it off and let him do that. I had my eye on the prize which was under those jeans. I undid his button and pulled them down and off of his body. His erection strained against his plaid boxers barely being hidden. Inner vixen's eyes gleamed with anticipation as I slid the boxers a little to the left and it sprang free. I relished in the sound he made as I wrapped my hand around him. I pumped slowly at first just testing the waters but was quickly greeted with moans from this man. I increased my speed as I felt him growing ever harder in my hands.

"You like that?" I asked, my voice huskier than normal. I was answered with unintelligible groaning and hissing. Before I knew what was happening I was thrown onto my back and his eyes were level above mine. He looked as though he as asking for permission and I nodded once before screaming out as he slammed into me. My insides coiled as he thrust in and out, pounding relentlessly into me as he grunted and groaned. The sounds of his hips smacking against mine filled the room.

"Yes..yes..oohh," I chanted as my climax neared again. "Shit, yessss!" I screamed as I came even harder than last time. My body shook as my orgasm took over. The man inside of me ground his teeth together in a failed attempt to muffle his impending release.

"Ahh, fuck!" he bellowed as his body released in hot spurts inside of me. He stilled above me as he rode out his orgasm and rested his head against my neck as we both tried to breathe normally. My fully satisfied inner vixen closed her eyes dreamily and stretched herself lazily.

He rolled next to me and pulled the covers around our now cold bodies as we lay side by side. I tried to stay awake and tell this man who I hardly knew that he had just given me one of the most intense orgasms of my life but, due to said orgasms, speaking had become an impossible task and as the last aftershock rippled through my body, I mustered up enough strength to turn over and come face to face with the green-eyed man before I let unconsciousness take over.


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