Disclaimer: Everything Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Some scenes are taken from/based on scenes from the movie "Clip"
A/N: This story started as a O/S Entry for Public Lovin' Fanfiction Contest. Props to TwilightMom505, HollettLA, Jenny, BelleDean and Mel from ProjectTeamBeta, and to lovely TiramiSue for pre-reading.
Warning: Explicit. If you find teens going wild, experimenting with drugs and sex, simply killing their time and wasting their youth emotionally disturbing, this story might not be for you.
What is love but the strangest of feelings?
A sin you swallow for the rest of your life?
You've been looking for someone to believe in
To love you until your eyes run dry
Wire To Wire by Razorlight
The party at Emmett's house is in full swing. Drinks and drugs are splayed all over the place. The air is smoky, the music loud.
I'm dancing like I've never danced before, completely immersed in melody and loud electronic beats. My eyes are closed; my body is moving in rhythm, the strands of my hair falling over my face. My skirt is golden and shorter than the one I wore yesterday; my top is miniature and blue, my boots high heeled, white, hugging my legs all the way up to my knees.
I feel racy, kind of wanton, like I am a siren. I am not. I want to be, only for him.
Oh, I beg you, can I follow?
Oh, I ask you, why not always
Be the ocean, where I unravel
Be my only, be the water where I'm wading
You're my river running high, run deep, run wild
I catch sight of Edward out of the corner of my eye. He's holding his phone. It's pointed at me.
Oh my God, is he…
I turn to fully face him. He is totally filming me. I can feel the blood gushing through my veins with excitement.
I lick my lips and smile at him, my dance moves growing more provocative. I want to get to him, pull him in. Seduce him. My knees are bending and straightening, my hips moving in rhythm, left and right, back and forth, inviting. My fingers are fully in action, tips touching my lips, brushing over the bare skin above my waistline, playing with my hair. I can almost feel the excitement radiating out of my body, spreading around me in waves, traveling toward him.
I, I follow, I follow you
Deep sea baby, I follow you
I, I follow, I follow you
Dark room honey, I follow you
Edward is still filming, biting on his lip while he walks toward me. Yes. It's happening. I finally made him see me the way I always wanted him to see me—desirable, sexy.
He circles around me, wearing the wickedest, sexiest smile I've ever seen. He says something, but I can't hear him. The music is too loud.
Dark room honey, I follow you…
I, I follow, I follow you
He leans closer. "Come with me?"
I nod. I don't ask where. I smile so big; I have a feeling the corners of my lips are nearing my ears. He leads up the stairway. I follow.
The light in the room is on. There's a huge bed, the wardrobe, a whole bunch of posters on the walls featuring naked girls, and Emmett standing with his back to us, his body hunched over the small desk.
"Give us a moment, bro?" Edward asks.
Emmett turns around and grins at me. He sniffles and rubs his nose. "Sure, man. Want me to leave you a line?"
Edward shakes his head no. He points his phone toward my face.
"Why are you filming me?" I ask.
He shrugs and pushes the other hand in his pocket. His lips are pursed, his eyes trained on the screen. They are piercing blue-green, beautiful aquamarine.
"I don't know," he says. "Guess I really liked the way you danced."
"I'm not dancing now. You're still filming," I say, moving backward until my back comes in contact with the wall. He stands a few feet away from me, keeping a small distance.
"Tell me, Bella." His voice has this buttery, silky tone. It does things to me, good things.
"Tell you what?"
He gazes into my eyes. "What do you want from me?"
"What do you mean? You asked me to come here with you," I say, smiling widely, foolishly.
"So? Why did you come?" He walks toward me nonchalantly, camera still focused on my face.
"Stop it," I say through series of silly chuckles. "I don't like this." I don't even know why I'm saying this. I actually do like it. It's just that him questioning me like this in such relaxed stance, while I'm burning in excitement for this long awaited moment, is a little unnerving.
"What do you like?" he asks.
I'm shifting my weight from one leg to another, my fingers playing with my belt buckle. I want to say I like him; I more than like him. I know I love him.
"Fucking," I say boldly.
I don't want to screw this up. I want him, and this is probably the only way to have him. Boys like him don't go for more than sex.
He doesn't look surprised by my statement. Not at all. Good. At least he doesn't think I am some inexperienced child.
"You like to be fucked?" he asks, licking the corner of his lips. I can feel my breathing pick up.
"Yes."
"How?" he rasps out.
"Hard. Fast."
He's biting the side of his lip now. "You like to ride cock?"
"Yes, I guess. I don't like when my boobs bounce," I say stupidly.
Edward chuckles. "Is there something wrong with your tits?"
"No."
"Show me."
I push the nagging feeling of nervousness aside and smile, lifting my top slowly, letting him take a peek at my bra.
"You okay with me filming this?" he asks.
"As long as you keep it for your private collection…."
He cuts me off. "Do I look to you like one of these morons who posts stuff like this on Facebook?"
I shake my head. "I know you don't. I trust you. "
He smirks. "Good. So… what are you doing right now, Bella? Showing me how nice your bra is? "
Edward Cullen wants the show, and I am going to give it to him. I've been crushing hard on him for over a year now without him even noticing me. It's time to show him what he's been missing all this time.
I lift my hand to my mouth and swirl my tongue around two of my fingers before I slowly suck them into my mouth.
"You like to suck?"
I nod, bringing my hand down. I don't bother with my boobs. I'm going straight where it aches: under my skirt, between my legs.
He takes another step closer. "Wow. Tell me what else you like."
"Everything," I say.
I rub myself through my underwear, peeking from behind my heavily-hooded eyelids, searching for his eyes. He takes my hand and slowly pulls it away then plunges his own hand inside my panties.
The feeling of his flesh coming in contact with mine for the very first time makes my legs shake. He has never ever touched me before. Nowhere. Nothing. Not even the arm brush.
His fingers find my clit. He keeps the camera on my face.
"You like this? " He's moving his hand slowly, back and forth.
I'm licking and biting my lips at the same time, trying to bring my breathing under control. I can't even say anything anymore.
"You still didn't tell me what you want from me." His fingers are setting me on fire, rubbing me firmly in circles.
"Fuck me," I breathe.
"What did you say?"
"Fuck me."
"How?" His voice is rough and soft at the same time.
"With your finger. Just push it inside. I want to feel it," I cry softly.
"Ask me nicely," he says, slowing his moves on my clit.
"Please fuck me with your fingers. Hard, please."
He chuckles and pulls his hand back. Then he steps away from me.
"Nice," he says. "You're hot."
Yes, I am. Hot, bothered, dazzled, and confused. Because he turns off his phone and walks out of the room.
Shit. The door was open all the time. I didn't even notice. Luckily Emmett is nowhere in sight.
I squeeze my legs together in an attempt to get some kind of relief and pull down my top, covering my boobs. I still don't understand what just happened.
Edward Cullen did not just leave me hanging like this, did he?
I don't see him until Monday at school. He is standing with his boys in a parking lot, smoking a cigarette. He doesn't acknowledge me when I pass by them to get to Alice, Rose, and Kate. They are in our usual spot, at the very end of the parking lot, near the woods.
"Hey, what's up, girl?" Kate greets me with a smile.
I shrug. "Not much."
"Guess everything's down then, eh? Including Cullen's dick," Alice says, blowing an enormous bubble out of the probably three pieces of bubble gum she has stuffed inside her mouth.
"Stop being so mean, Alice," Kate scolds her.
"I'm not being mean. I just hate that asshole."
She does. And she's said it a million times so far. I wonder why she thinks Jasper is any better.
"Any news?" Rose asks. I shake my head no.
Kate elbows me and points her chin towards the boys. They're all gathered around Professor Banner's car. "They're out of their fucking minds," she squeaks out and giggles.
Emmett, James and Garrett are scanning the parking lot and the school entrance while Edward and Jasper work on the car tire.
Rosalie snorts. "Are they trying to slash it?"
"I am going to kill Jasper. What the fuck is he even doing hanging with them again?" Alice is being ridiculous. She likes Jasper hanging with seniors when she wants to hang with them herself. But God forbid he does something with them if she is not involved.
I glance back at boys. Edward and Jasper are definitely slashing that tire. I take out my phone. I am totally filming this.
Kate grimaces. "Yeah, go and film that shit. If they see you, say good-bye to your phone. "
Just as they're done and I am about to turn off my phone, Edward looks straight at me.
"Uh-oh. There you go. He's coming here. " Kate grabs Rose and Alice under their arms and drags them away. "I'm sure Bella wants to handle this on her own." She winks at me.
I keep my camera on Edward, trying to look as casual as I can, as he approaches me. His mouth is bent into a snarl as he glares at me. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Filming you," I say with a stupid smile. Suddenly, I am a firm believer in a smile as the best defense weapon. "Guess you're not the only one who likes making videos."
He doesn't look any less pissed. My not so subtle hint at our little encounter at Emmett's party doesn't seem to soften his demeanor.
"Well, I make them with a purpose. What's yours?"
I shrug. "No purpose."
I hope he doesn't think I'd show this to Banner. He wouldn't think I'm that mean or stupid, would he?
He gives me a weird, pointed look, shakes his head and struts toward the woods. I follow.
"You following me?"
"Where are you going?" I ask.
"To take a piss."
Well… I still follow.
"Are you coming to watch?"
"Maybe," I say.
He turns around abruptly, making me collide with his chest. "You know what you're doing, don't you?" he says in a low voice, looking down at me.
Our eyes lock. "I thought you wanted me to go after you," I say.
His eyes travel down to my boobs.
"I kind of felt you wanted me to," I add.
Edward's lip curves upward as he slowly, lazily takes my hand in his. "You felt it, huh?"
Promptly, he presses the palm of my hand against his cock. "How does this feel?" he asks, that wicked smile dancing on his face.
I don't say anything. I get down on my knees to unbutton his pants.
I'm working fast. He is in my mouth in a matter of seconds. The feeling is weird, and I have no idea if I'm doing this right, but I really want to do it. I don't know how it feels for him because he isn't saying anything. He makes no sounds.
I look up, not surprised to see him filming us. He is using my phone this time. When did he even take it from me?
"Enough," he says after what seems like not even a minute. He pulls out, and I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.
"But you didn't even…"
"It doesn't matter. Someone's coming," he says as he tucks his still very hard dick back inside his pants. "You should go back, anyway. Your class started already."
"Jesus, Cullen, come on, we don't have time for this shit." James appears out of nowhere. The fact that I'm still down on my knees is not leaving much to James' imagination, but I don't really care.
Edward pushes my phone into my pocket. "Now this is the video you really wanted to have," he says before he walks away.
I touch my lips in slight disbelief. My feelings are so mixed right now. I don't care about what he said. I just really wanted him to feel good.
I skip biology class and spend my time in a bathroom trying to put my thoughts and feelings together. I can't believe what I just did, but it felt kind of amazing having him in my mouth. I'd never do it to anyone else but Edward.
As soon as the bell rings, I rush to find my girls.
They're already at our table in cafeteria. I'm all hyper and giddy, and I can tell they know something has happened. I can see the reflection of my excitement on their faces.
Rosalie's eyes are sparkly while she grins at me; even Alice smiles widely, showing all of her teeth. Kate is bouncing in her seat, tapping the chair next to her almost frantically. "Sit here. Fast, fast, fast… I wanna know everything,"
I throw myself into a chair. I can't stop smiling.
"Spit it out! What happened?" Rosalie says, leaning closer to me.
"I gave him a blow job," I whisper.
"Wow, cool," says Kate.
"And his cock… just wow! All hard and firm with this soft, silky skin…"
"Is he big?" Alice cuts in.
"Um, I guess so. He's long and thick, and the head is so nice, like big, delicious, powder pink candy." I giggle. "Smells good, too."
My girls are giggling with me.
"So you just sucked him off, that's it?" Rose asks.
"Yep."
"How do you think you did?"
"I think I did pretty good. Maybe I could have relaxed my tongue a bit more and also taken him a bit deeper. I was afraid I'd gag."
"Did he say something?"
"No."
"Did he come?"
"Uh, no. We had to leave. I was late for class." Which I didn't attend. Well shit, I'm not telling them about James showing up there.
They don't say anything anymore. They don't have to. I know what they're thinking. They think I am bad at giving head. Whatever.
It's seven in the evening, and we're at the park near school where seniors usually hang out on school nights. The fact that we're two years younger and unwanted here by most of them doesn't bother us.
"Hey, is Jasper looking at me?" Alice asks. They obviously had a fight today, again.
"Nope," I say, taking a bite of my ham and cheese sandwich. I didn't have a chance to eat anything at home today since I ran into Renee and Phil fucking in the kitchen and lost my appetite. Luckily, I had some money left, so I bought a sandwich on my way here.
"Motherfucker!" Alice curses.
"Hey, at least he isn't ignoring you right after you gave him head," Kate says, looking at me sympathetically.
I love Kate. She is my best friend. She just doesn't seem to know when to keep her thoughts to herself. So I stare at my sandwich, trying not to roll my eyes at her.
"It was just a blow job. No need to make a big deal out of it," Rosalie says. "You okay, Bella?"
"I'm fine. I's not like I expect something to change between us just because I had his dick in my mouth, Kate," I say.
Kate frowns. "Bullshit. He's being a total asshole. Alice was so right about him. I'd rip his balls off if he ignored me like this."
"You know what's funny?" Alice says. "I think Cullen totally wants to fuck you, but he's a pussy."
Kate snickers. "Maybe he can't last more than few seconds. See, I never thought of that."
I roll my eyes. "Shut up! You don't know shit about him."
I lose my appetite for a second time today, so I throw away the remains of my sandwich and look at the group of boys we are here for. They are on the other side of the park. Edward is gesticulating something using his arms and laughing out loud. The boys are laughing with him.
"Look at him. He is so gorgeous." I sigh.
Rosalie kicks me in the arm. "Let's go there!"
She doesn't have to say it twice.
"Oh, lookie who's here!" Emmett shouts out as we approach.
"Aren't kids supposed to be in bed already?" Jasper says mockingly, earning himself a murderous glare from Alice.
"Really? I didn't hear you calling me a kid last time you ate my pussy," she spits.
Emmett snorts. "Why, Alice, your boy obviously comes from a nice family. They taught him not to talk with his mouth full." He taps Jasper's back.
"Tell us, Jazz, what's her pussy taste like?" James grins creepily.
Alice winks at him. "Wanna lick and see for yourself?"
Jaspers glares at her. "Shut the fuck up, Alice!"
Everyone's laughing. Edward is the only one not looking amused, at all. He lights a cigarette and looks around the park. I can't make myself look away from him. Looking him up and down, I notice his fly is open. A snicker skips my mouth as I take out my phone and snap the picture.
"What the fuck?" Edward looks down his crotch. He lifts his eyes to mine, and I can see a tiny sparkle in there as he launches toward me. "Give me that!"
I run. He chases me through the park. As he gets closer, I pick up an empty beer bottle I find near one of the benches. I throw it, not aiming right at him, but close enough. I can't stop laughing.
"You're fucking crazy!" he yells, and then chuckles. The bottle didn't break, so he picks it up and aims at me. I scream, "No, Cullen, stop!" He drops the bottle and grabs my arm.
"Give me that phone!" he orders. His eyes are dancing on my face, sparkling mischievously. Trying hard to stop laughing and catch my breath, I hand him the phone and lift my arm in surrender.
He keeps my other arm in a tight grip while going through my phone. "Let's see… There it is. Delete!" He grins at me. "Let's see the videos now." He finds the video of him slashing Banner's tire and deletes that too.
Then the other video comes on, and soft sounds of sucking and slurping reach my ears. It's really embarrassing, but I can't help taking a peek at the phone. I see myself looking up at him while sucking on the tip of his cock.
The blood rushes to my cheeks, and the air around me suddenly feels hot and humid. Edward's eyes are focused on the screen, his mouth slightly open as he lets go of my arm and proceeds to palm his dick over his jeans.
His gaze shifts from the phone to my face, and I take a few steps backward, because the way he is looking at me right now is nothing like the way he looked at me before. For the first time, I think I see how passion, hunger, and lust look and feel like. They're all combined right there in his eyes, burning holes all over my body. It's a little scary, and it's overwhelming.
I turn around and walk toward the nearby parking garage. This time Edward follows.
Once we're inside, I find it difficult to turn around and face him. I've wanted this for so long, and now it's happening. We're finally going to fuck—there's no doubt about it. So I calm my nerves and turn around, my eyes meeting his chest.
"It's on," he says, handing me the phone. I point the camera in his face, finally daring myself to look in his eyes. They are as dark as the place around us, still hungry, still praying. I lift my arm toward him and lightly brush his abs through his shirt. I can feel his hard muscles flex as my eyes travel from the phone screen up to his face.
He grabs my hips and spins me around quickly, his mouth landing on the side of my neck. The rush of adrenaline overtakes me as he sucks hard, right below my ear, pushing me toward the wall in front of us. I tilt my head to the side, offering, wanting to give, desperately needing to take.
The sound of my phone hitting the hard concrete floor as I press my palms against the rough surface of the wall doesn't even sound real. I'm arching my back and grinding my ass against his hardened cock. His hand is between my legs, firmly massaging over my jeans, and it feels like I'm on my way to heaven.
I already know that this is going to be incomparable to any of the pathetic "love making" sessions I had with Jake—the asshole who actually pretended to love me.
Edward is not wasting any time. He unbuttons my jeans roughly and pulls them down together with my panties, his mouth never leaving my neck. I can hear his zipper open and I'm dying in anticipation knowing I'm about to finally have him inside me. No matter how fast he moves, it's not fast enough. His breathing is hard and ragged as he pulls on my hips, lifting my ass up higher. His fingers are spreading my butt cheeks, and I feel the cool air hitting the most heated part of my body. God, I am going to fall apart as soon as I feel him there.
Edward cups my pussy and slides a finger inside me.
My breathing is embarrassingly heavy, my moans low and raspy. I am squeezing my vaginal muscles around his finger like I want to keep it captive in there, until I feel the warm, silky skin of his cock against the cooled flesh of my bare thigh. I want him inside me so badly.
I grab Edward's hand and pull it away from me, trying to get ahold of his dick behind me so I can lead it inside me. He slaps my hands away, grabs them and brings them back against the wall.
"So fucking desperate," he breathes into my ear. "Are you always this eager for a fuck?" he asks as I feel the tip of his cock right there where I need him.
He enters me slowly, and then fucks me fast and mercilessly hard. He is more than filling me, deliciously stretching me to my limits, as I meet him thrust for thrust. The sound of his pelvis smacking against my ass is echoing through the garage with our moans and groans, and I know, if there's anyone in this building, they can hear us.
I don't care. Let them hear; let them know. I'm getting fucked by Edward Cullen, and I could easily shout it from the rooftops. It feels so good, I could cry.
He stops thrusting and grinds against me, his hips moving in circular motion, his cock completely buried deep inside me. One of his hands is on my clit as the other moves under my bra, reaching for my nipple, twisting, pulling.
It's too much. I am going to come.
I am losing control over my voice. I know I'm shouting, and it's loud, but it feels like it's not me. I'm not that person getting fucked in a public place. I am completely somewhere else—floating above, with clouds and rainbows. It's warm and cozy and I want to stay here with him forever.
Before I'm half way down from my high, Edward is gone. I am alone, and the air around me feels much cooler than just minutes ago. Somehow, it's not as dark in here as it was. The wall in front of me looks much brighter—way too freaking bright.
I turn my head slowly, and I'm hit by a strong light. I blink and cover my eyes with my forearm. It's not until someone steps on the accelerator and I see the car drive away that I realize my bare ass was just caught in freaking headlights.
Landing back to reality couldn't possibly get more bizarre. I snort as I pull my panties and jeans back up and grab my phone. Luckily, it's still working.
I run back to the park. Edward is nowhere to be seen, just like I expected. It doesn't matter. Sooner or later, he'll realize we're made for each other. I know he will. All I need to do for now is keep him coming back for more.
Just wanted to be myself
Hey, you said that you would love to try some
Hey, you said you would love to die some
In the middle of a worm on a fish hook
You're the wave, you're the wave, you're the wave
Swallowed followed, heavy about everything but my love
Swallowed sorrowed, I'm with everyone and yet not
Swallowed, Bush
End Note: This is the the first time I shared anything I've written and so far I am really having fun doing this. English is not my first language so it's a bit of a challenge, but I enjoy challenges because they help me learn, and grow.
If you are interested in more about these characters, I will probably start posting chapters soon after the Christmas holidays.
Thank you for taking your time to read my little story.
Music: 'I Follow Rivers' by Lykke Li. (Bella dances to this version: watch?v=t_ZR8rW8k24 ), Wire To Wire by Razorlight, Swallowed by Bush
Rec: A Quiet Fire by Magnolia822