AKA YOUR TEACHER

CHAPTER ONE

"No, no, no, no. Alice, I am not going in there, I'm flipping seventeen!"

"Oh, come on, Bella. Seriously, you think that this look's seventeen to you?" she shoved me in front of her car window, the dark shades reflected my figure. "Didn't think so," she finished, and grabbed my arm and started walking towards the entrance of 'Velvet Crush' the new night club here in the city.

Rosalie hooked on her shoes behind us and started to hop her way over.

"...So I've got the ID's that Greg made for us, here, Bella this ones yours, Alice, here."

Rosalie flicked us both our ID's then flipped her hair with her hands.

"We're going to get caught, I can feel it, my Dad's a fucking police officer, of course we're going to get caught, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit-"

"Calm down, Bella, when's the last time we let anything go wrong-"

"Last Tuesday you said that Josh's parent's weren't home and suddenly going skinny dipping in his pool seemed like the greatest idea, you know how bad that ended. Or this weekend with your next door neighbours, how about the time when-"

"Ok, ok, shit happens, that's in the past, just look where you are now and go with it. We won't get caught, something may go wrong, but we wont get caught," Alice reassured me, pushing her chest out as we showed the bouncers our ID's.

They both smiled at us and let us in.

I let out the deep breath that I didn't know I was holding in.

Hot, bright, grinding, alcohol.

That's what this place was.

A place where I didn't belong at.

I looked at Rosalie and Alice as they moved around the crowds with me bumping around behind them.

I felt so out of place, especially next to these two.

They moved around like twenty two year olds they looked like twenty two years olds, hell they were twenty two year olds at heart.

I was...well, an awkward seventeen year old with a much to tight dress on.

I instinctly tugged at the bottom of it.

Alice caught on and swatted my hand away.

She pulled Rose and myself up to the bar and banged her hand on the table top once.

"Three 'All jacked up' drinks please, and six shots of tequila," she shouted to the bartender.

"Wait-what?!"

"Chill, Bella."

And I did.

I let myself drink the liquid that was in front of me. I drowned it down because, dammit, I wanted to.

I let myself shoot the continence of tequila down my throat, and let it burn and hurt me because I regretted drinking my first drink and thought I was an idiot.

Masochistic, I know, you don't need to tell me twice.

Suddenly I'm dancing around not knowing what the hell I'm doing as Rosalie and Alice do.

The music changes to 'Bojangles' and they're dancing like pros, as I'm twitching around.

The next thing that happens surprises me when I feel two big warm hands on my waist and hot breath against my neck.

"Here, let me show you," the voice whispers into my neck all airy hot.

"Whoa, who the hell-"

"Relax, I just wanna dance with you, but look, you have to do this," with the same hands he glided them down my hips to the side of my thighs and pulls me closer to him.

I felt someone kick me in the lung and my breath hitches.

"W-who are you?" I said, the air all steamy and making it hard to breathe.

"My names Edward, and you?"

"Bella-"

"It's nice to meet you, Bella, now do this," he moved his hands again and pushed me forwards then back and moved me with him.

And then we were grinding.

Hot steamy, sex-driven grinding.

I felt his finger tips lop around the hem of my dress and my hand shot out and pushed them further.

He turned me around so I was facing him and I stopped breathing.

Fuck, he's really good looking.

His bronze hair was a mess, all sticky and sweaty and I wanted to touch it and pull it.

He seemed so much taller then me that his arms were like a cage.

I put my arms around his neck and he pushed my legs open with his knee and put his leg in between mine as mine went in between his.

And then we were grinding again.

He was showing me what to do with his hands, he glided them everywhere.

I let him do this because Alice and Rose where just a few spaces away and they could drag him off me if he try's anything I didn't like.

Since everything he did I did like, then there was no need for them to drag him away.

And the alcohol helped a little.

And then suddenly I wasn't the seventeen year old awkward teenager.

Some new found confidence that had been kicked in by the alcohol mixed with this guy's scent, sent me over drive and I found his hand and trailed it down my thigh again.

It slowly crawled up my dress and I felt his finger lop again but this time on the side of my panties.

I let my hands finally feel his hair and I pulled at it.

I looked at him again and gasped with the way his green eyes had turned fierce, almost animalistic.

And I was amazed that I was the one that brought him in to that state.

He leaned down in to my neck and his nose grazed the skin there.

My neck fell back slightly and he lowered his head.

"God, when I saw you walk in all I've wanted to do is this," he said in my skin and his tongue flicked out and tasted me.

Suddenly I moaned and I quickly shut my mouth.

He still heard and he lifted his head to smirk at me.

Then his lips were back down on my neck again. Nipping, licking, kissing it.

The moans were heard again.

"You...you wanna get out of here?" he asked, breathing heavily, his eyes dark, two drops of sweat rolling down the side of his face.

Some where in my state I think I nodded.

He grabbed my arm and he quickly walked me to the entrance again.

He hailed a taxi and basically jumped me in the back seat.

I think I heard him tell the taxi driver something about a street but then he was over me again, his hands on my waist, my legs, my thighs, my face, my hair, he was everywhere.

The taxi stopped and he threw him some paper and then he was pulling me out of the seat and we were stumbling into his apartment building.

The elevator was accompanied by an old women but we didn't stop neither did we care.

We fell out of the elevator then tripped our way to his door and he kicked it open and then slammed the door shut.

Then I was being pushed up against it and his hands were on me again.

I felt him take my hand and lead me up to his bedroom.

.

I woke up to a stinging dinging noise.

I realised it was my phone and I quickly reached for it.

"What?" my voice groggy and nasty.

"Oh, thank god! I've been calling you since last night. Where the hell are you?!" Alice screamed into the phone and I winced.

"I-I'm-" then last night came flooding through my head.

Bleeding lips.

Dress getting ripped.

Clothes pulled.

Grunts.

Moans.

"Bella."

"Edward."

"Oh, shit," I moaned."

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