Summary: Edward is known for his hardcore partying and many sexual conquests, but after a one night stand he discovers Bella is harder to get rid of than he'd expected. OOC
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never was
Edward's POV
"Jazz, c'mon, it's eleven o'clock on a Friday night and I'm not drunk yet. Something is seriously wrong"
Jasper's laughter rang through the small apartment we shared, "All right Edward, I'm coming, I'm coming"
I watched as he kicked aside some of the mess that littered the floor, mostly text books, clothes and empty food wrappers. We were in college and the realisation that our mothers weren't here to clean up after us hadn't fully set in yet.
I downed the last drops from the bottle of wine I'd had before standing. Jasper shrugged on a leather jacket as I grabbed my car keys from the counter. We were going to a birthday party in a nearby house tonight. I didn't even know who's birthday it was and neither did Jasper. All we cared about was getting drunk and getting laid.
I know how bad that sounds, but it's just who I am. A ladies man. A player. Call me what you will. I don't care.
We pulled up against the curb and stepped out, I glanced around, there was already a couple of people lying sprawled out unconscious on the front lawn of the house, "Lightweights" I muttered as we passed them.
The majority of the sound was coming from the basement, Jasper led the way down the stairs into a dimly lit room, the smell of alcohol, weed and sex filled the air, I looked around for the nearest supply of either. I took a cup of apple vodka from a nearby table, stepping over a rather heavy make out session on my way. I could feel the floor vibrating underneath my feet as the the music thumped. I downed the contents of the plastic cup in two gulps before grabbing another and making my way back up the stairs.
"Oh my god! Eddie!" I shuddered inwardly at the use of the abbreviated form of my name and turned to face Jessica Stanley, a Beauty Therapy major in the year below me.
"Hey Jess" I said half heartedly, taking a swig from the beer she handed me.
"How are you?"
Better if your weren't here, I thought.
"Fine. Hey, Liam!" I shouted over her shoulder, thankfully spotting someone who's company I would rather stay in.
"Hey man" Liam said as I hugged him.
I could tell he was on something as his hand slid into the back pocket of my jeans. His pupils were as big as coins and was blinking a lot more than was natural. But I didn't care, I hadn't gotten laid in nearly two weeks and the moment a sloppy, drunken blow job would do me. I didn't care who it was from as long as it wasn't Jessica, I couldn't bear the thought of her fake nailed hands wrapped around my cock. Liam would do.
He was more than willing judging by the bulge my hand found as it travelled to his crotch. I grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him up the stairs and into an unoccupied bedroom. I kissed him roughly but didn't bother with any kind of foreplay or attention to his arousal as I pushed his head down. Yes, I was a selfish lover. I freely admit it. But if people wanted me to please them they could take some control over the situation or fuck someone else
Liam undid my jeans and and I fought back a groan as his mouth wrapped around my aching length.
Boys or girls, I didn't really have a type. As long as they had somewhere I could shove my cock in. Although I did prefer blowjobs from boys, I felt like they knew what other boys would want much more than a girl could ever understand. I preferred fucking girls though, nothing could compare to the feeling of sliding into a hot, wet pussy.
I tangled my hands in Liam's hair as my orgasm shuddered through me, he swallowed and I stood up, buckling my pants, "Thanks Liam"
And with that I left him in whatever world his drug clouded mind had led him to. I made my way back downstairs, grabbing another beer as I went.
And that's when I saw her. The front door swung open and two girls walked through it. One with elfin features and short spikey black hair was my sister Alice. The other was taller, her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders and I felt my cock twitch despite having just released as I took in her body. I had never seen her before. I had to have her tonight.
"Hey Alice" I said sidling up beside her, "who's your friend?"
"Hey Edward, this is Bella, she's new"
Bella flashed me a nervous smile and I felt like my knees just collapsed from under me.
"Hello Bella, can I get you a drink?"
She nodded shyly and it was the most adorable thing I'd ever seen. I handed her a beer and gave my sister a pointed look.
She caught the drift, "Is Jasper here?"
"Yeah, he's around"
Alice and Jasper had had a weird on-off love affair with each other for the past two months and I was starting to get kind of sick of it. I mean, were they together or not? At the moment they just stood as a string of one night stands with a couple of dates in between.
I turned my attention back to Bella, she was sipping her beer, her arms were crossed and she looked uncomfortable. Despite being slightly intoxicated I managed to turn on some of my charm.
Fool proof.
An hour later Bella and I stumbled into the bedroom I had occupied earlier in the evening, kissing fiercely. My hands snaked under her sweater, pulling it over her already tousled hair. I'd had quite a few more beers since we'd first began talking and somewhere in my alcohol clouded brain I knew I was missing something here.
Before she could even catch her breath my hand was up her skirt, exploring the growing wetness between her legs. She moaned and I pushed two fingers inside of her whilst my other hand undid my pants.
I prodded her entrance with my erection and entered her, she cried out in pain and I slowed, waiting until she gave me a small nod, letting me know I could continue. It didn't take her long to come and I released shortly afterwards.
I placed a chaste kiss on her lips before pulling up my pants for the second time that night.
"Thanks for that Bella"
She looked at me slightly puzzled as she got redressed.
Just as I was about to leave she blurted out, "When can I see you again?"
"Sorry, what?"
"When will you see you again?" she repeated.
I tried to think, "I dunno . . er, I'm at a lot of parties. I'll see you around"
"No, not like that, will I see you again?" she emphasised the 'see'
"Like, on a date?"
"Well . . yeah?"
I was momentarily stunned, this didn't happen. I seduced someone, fucked them, then left, never to see them again. I tried to think harder but my brain was so fogged from the drink I couldn't, "Call me" I said, then pulled up the door.
"Wait!"
I turned around reluctantly, "What?
"I . . don't have your number"
"Oh yeah"
I was too drunk to even make up a number so I just scrawled my real number on the back of a receipt I found in my pocket and handed it to.
Then it clicked. Her eagerness, her cry of pain earlier, how quickly she had come "Wait a minute . . I wasn't your . . 'first' was I?"
She nodded meekly, "yes"
"Oh . . how old are you?"
"18"
"Don't lie"
"Fine, 17"
"Oh fuck. Oh my fucking God. Look, I gotta go. I'm sorry"
I stumbled from the room and down the stairs. I grabbed whatever anyone offered me and drank until I forgot Bella and passed out on the couch.
A/N: So, that's it. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I'll update tomorrow evening if I get a good response and some encouraging reviews hint hint :D
