Updated and slightly rewritten. Hope ya'll love it. :)
Bella pov
Laying on my bed, I stared up at the dark ceiling and wondered. Shifting, I finally sighed and gave up. After a stressful dinner with my parents, I really wanted to be out of the house. I couldn't handle it anymore. I was suffocating.
Throwing off my blankets, I picked up my cell phone and dialed his number.
One ring.
Two.
"Hello?"
"Look, I've had a stressful night and I really need something to do. Please tell me you have a party or something because I am going crazy." I said anxiously waiting for his answer.
I heard him smile on the other end. "I'm so glad you called. Be ready in five minutes, babe."
Hearing the click of him hanging up, I jumped up and mentally slapped myself. Tonight was not the night to get caught. Earlier in the evening, we'd gone out to dinner as a messed up family, we tried to convince ourselves we weren't. Having divorced parents, it made family dinners difficult. This one included. The arguing started and a headache placed itself on my brain and still hadn't left.
After pulling on my strapless black dress, I examined my hair in the mirror. We'd gone downtown so the curls I had done where still intact. Down was sexier. After touching up my makeup, my phone buzzed. I flipped it open and smiled at the text.
I'm here. Ready to get messed up?
I texted back a reply. Yes please. ;)
After getting a wink in reply, I grabbed my bag and shoes and tried to pry my door open as quietly as I could. My mom was a heavy sleeper, but her room was right next to mine. I didn't want to chance it by letting making any noise. But trying to keep quiet, was harder than I thought.
Grabbing my jacket, I headed to the front door and slowly opened it and slid out. I slipped my shoes on outside of the door and threw my jacket on as I walked down the hallway and down the stairs.
After making it to the end of the stairs, I let out a sigh of relief. He was standing there, in a black leather jacket and jeans with his hair perfectly imperfect. I smiled seeing him and he slowly walked up towards me, grabbed my face and kissed me gently.
He grinned when we separated and examined my dress. "Baaabbbbbyyyyy. Why do you always have to look so damn beautiful? And I love the curls." He wagged his eyebrows and I blushed but waved the compliment off.
"The curls are leftover from dinner tonight, and thank you."
He flashed his smile and stood up straighter, putting his hands in his pockets. "So what did you have in mind for this fine late evening?"
Shrugging, I replied, "Nothing. I can't think right now. Decide."
Standing very close to me, he whispered in my ear, "Good. There's a party in full swing at my house and I plan to get your beautiful ass very drunk." I shivered.
My hand came up to brush his cheek as I whispered in his ear. "That sounds fantastic but..." I slipped my hand into his pocket and fished out his keys. "I get to drive."
He frowned. "Nope. My truck, my rules." Scoffing, I walked to the drivers side and hopped in.
Following, he got in the passengers side, still frowning. "I never said yes to this."
Smiling I replied, "But you never said no."
Shrugging, he strapped himself in and I backed out of the parking space and speed to his house. The drive was peaceful. It gave me a minute to think over the past day. It started out great, but ended very badly. Like a lot of my days had been going for the past month. It took 15 minutes, going the speed limit, but took me 10 minutes going 5 over. After finding the housing edition, I pulled onto his road and found his house shortly after.
I pulled up to his house and looked around. "Where do I pull in?"
Pointing to the driveway, I followed and pulled into the empty space. The house was pounding from the loud music, smoke spilling through the windows, the scent of alcohol in the air. Jumping out, I walked around the truck and to the front door. I hesitated.
"You okay?" He asked coming up behind me. I nodded and he reached around me and pushed the door open.
Walking in, the first thing to hit me was the half naked bodies gyrating all over the house. "Well then lets go." He said as he pulled my hand behind in, into the house.
Inside the door, there was a small office off to the right, which was empty of any computers due to the pot smoking druggies taking over the small space. We kept walking into the living room and I found that the couch was pushed to the side, making way for a dance floor. A DJ was set up in the far corner, by the sliding glass doors, with two huge speakers on each side of his booth. The music pounded so loud, I could barely hear myself think.
As I looked around the room, inspecting who was there, I found that Edward had left my side. I set my bag and jacket down at the end of the stairs on the opposite wall of the fire place. And then he was suddenly behind me, holding a red solo cup in front of me. "Do I even want to know what's in here?" I asked cautiously.
He shook his head and laughed. "Probably not."
I chugged it and set the cup aside. He raised his eyebrows as he chugged his own. A new song came on and I pulled him toward the dance floor with me. It was some dubstep song that had an easy beat. And a nice and heavy base. The house erupted into gyrating bodies. We started dancing, my shoes soon off and our hips in perfect movement. He was behind me, my ass against him, finding a perfect beat. Grinding, his hands found my hips, guiding somewhat.
I threw my head back against his shoulder and let the song envelope me. It was the best time I had experienced in quite a while. The alcohol hit my system and I felt a buzz coming on. But I couldn't tell the different between that and the buzz from the music. And I liked it.
Shaking my head, my curls dangled over his shoulder as his lips soon found my neck. He trailed kisses up my neck, soon finding my earlobe and biting down. Letting out a moan, his hands gripped my hips. But no one was paying attention because they were doing the same thing. All care gone to hell.
He pulled me tighter as his tongue played with my earlobe. Suddenly, I was turned around and his lips met my, his hands going to my neck, the music and dancing soon forgotten.
My hands wrapped around his neck and he moaned against my lips as he backed us up to the stairs. Hitting the bottom step, I whispered against his lips, "Bedroom." He couldn't hear me but he knew what I said from the vibration my breath made against his lips.
Nodding, he sealed it with a kiss. Grinning, I spun around and ran up the stairs, weaving through the bodies making out, his hand still in mine. We quickly found his room at the top of the stairs and I pushed inside, closing the door behind us.
Turning around, he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, and pushed me up against the door. Our lips met as I heard him lock the door, the click echoing through the large room.
He carried me to the bed and laid me down, his body flush with my own. His hand ran down my side, to my now bare thigh since my dress had ridden up to my waist. "Off." He whispered against my lips.
Pushing him back, I stood up and pulled my dress off, showing off my matching black underwear. Looking me up and down, I saw lust flash into his eyes, and then I was back on the bed, pulling on his shirt. Off it went.
I arched my back as he unclasped my bra and threw it across the room, my panties following soon after.
Looking at my near naked body, he whispered, "Beautiful. Just beautiful." I blushed under his gaze and ran my hands down his perfectly sculpted chest and found his jeans button. Popping it open, I giggled, the alcohol hitting me with full force. Standing up, he pulled his jeans down, his black boxers going with it. He kicked them away as I stared in awe.
He looked up at me and grinned. "You okay there, babydoll?" I nodded as I crooked my finger at him.
"Come. Here." My voice think with lust, he collapsed on my and attacked my mouth with his, our tongues finding a sweet rhythm as his fingers trailed down my waist. He found me wet and swollen as he teased me for only a second. I broke our kiss and let out a moan.
Gripping him by the hair, I pulled his head up to look at me. "No. Teasing."
He grinned. "If you choose to torture me like you do, then I have to tease. Just a little." I groaned as his lips found my nipple, wetting it and biting down slightly before continuing his trail downwards.
I moaned as his lips left small open mouthed kisses down my stomach. I grabbed his hair once again and pulled his head up to kiss me. Our lips met as he positioned himself at my entrance, his hands gripping my hips.
Pushing into me, our moans rang out into the room, as the music pounded downstairs. Then his rhythm set in. His lips bit down softly at the pulse in my neck, as my nails scrapped down his back. The knot in my stomach snapped and my orgasm began to climb.
My legs went to wrap around his waist as one of his hands went down to grip my thigh for momentum.
I was climbing, fast, and I felt him climbing too as his pace began to quicken, our moans growing louder. But no one could hear us over the music, it was so loud. With his last thrust, my teeth went to bite down on his should as we both fell over the edge. He collapsed on top of me, laughing.
"Did that make up for your crappy night?" I said nothing, just nodded and smiled.
"Good." He grinned and pulled me closer to him.
Snuggling up next to him, he pulled a blanket over us and sleep soon fell over us. Blissfully happy, I drifted into a perfectly dream filled sleep.
As you can see, this is a very different chapter than what you've read before. I'm rewriting all of the chapters so far because I'm not super happy with how I went with it. And I had some serious typo's. :/ Not good. Anyway, hope ya'll enjoy. Comment if you have a suggestion or thought. :)
-darling
