What's Your Poison?

She comes in every Friday after work. Undoing the top button of her blouse and letting her hair down, chatting away with Alice, Jasper's girl. Alice winks at me and brings her to the bar; the same curt conversation, the same dirty martinis, the same stools in the corner.

Tonight she's wearing a tight skirt. Watching her ass walk away from me, was too much to handle.

"Jasper, ladies are here. I'm going out for a smoke." I reached under the bar and grabbed my deck and lighter. I pushed through the door behind me, kicking boxes out of the way to the back door. The smell of gasoline and garbage ruled the alley. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about her, those long legs wrapped around my hips, pushing into her.

"Mind if I join you?" the voice that plagued my fantasies.

"Knock yourself out," I motioned to the empty alley. I offered out my deck and she grabbed one. I light the cigarette that sat in her red lips.

"Don't tell Alice, she'll have my head." I nodded, watching her legs in her heels. I had a long drag of my cigarette. "So, Edward, right?"

"And you're Isabell-"

"Bella. Just Bella." I nodded. I looked and caught her gaze, raking over my arms in my white tank. My pin up tattoo out on show. "I've always loved pin ups."

"Men love them more," I smirked at her. "Do you have any?" She shook her head, no.

"My dad would kill me."

"I'm sure there are places he doesn't see." I wiggled my eyebrows at her before taking another drag. I made eye contact with her as she wrapped her lips around her cig. The pout as she closed her eyes drove me insane.

"True, but I'm not a pain person."

"It's a shame," I sighed, "Nothing I like better than a girl with a tattoo."

"Ever gone for a plain girl?" She took another drag.

"A few times, they're not as crazy as girls with tattoos."

She walked over to me, hooking her finger onto my suspenders.

"Remember, Edward, a lady in the streets is a freak in the sheets." She pushed her chest into mine and took a long drag before kissing me, breathing the smoke into me. Dropping my smoke, I cupped the side of her face, inhaling before licking her lips. She grabbed onto my suspenders, pulling us closer and I wrapped my arms around her waist as she brought her hands up into my hair. We parted and she pulled back and patted my chest, stepping on the fallen cigarettes and returning inside.

I ran my hands through my hair, dying in need of air. Her touch still lingered, sending shocks through me.

"Last call, folks!" Jasper called and people called out 'boo!' from various points in the room. He and I started cleaning, placing stools on tables and locking up the liquor. Bella and Alice linked arms, supporting each other as they walked out. Bella looked back and winked before leaving.

"So Bella likes you," Jasper leant on the mop handle.

"I guess, nothing too crazy." I pulled out the vacuum and did a quick sweep of the place. We quickly finished up and locked everything up.

"Hey Sugar," Bella's warm hands running up my back. She walked beside me and leant on my bike.

"Hey yourself." I placed the helmet over my head and shrugged on my jacket.

"Are you leaving without me?" Eyeing Jasper's Jeep, headlights pouring over us. I waved him away and he pulled out of the lot.

"Of course not," Jasper's jeep pulled out of view and I bent her over my bike. I pushed her skirt up and traced the outside of her thong, making her gasp. I moved the thong over and dragged my finger along her slit, feeling her wetness. I grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her back into my chest. She whimpered and I let go.

"Good night, Edward." She kissed my helmet and walked to her truck, getting and pulling out of the lot.

Nothing too naughty this time around, darlings. But who doesn't love a tease?

Mwah, Dee.