A/N – This is a one-shot that was bouncing around in my mind that I just needed to get out. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer – Twilight belongs to SM. I am only playing with her characters.

Masquerade – BPOV

I couldn't believe that I had let Angela talk me into this party. I loved to go out and have a good time, but I was much more of a jeans and tank top kind of girl. I really didn't have much of an eye for fashion, so I rarely dressed up or even thought about coming to places that required me to be very dressed up. So I still wasn't quite sure how she had talked me into the coming with her to the Cullen's Charity Masquerade Ball.

Angela had two tickets to attend the event since she had been a recipient of the Cullen Foundation's scholarship for medical school. Dr. Carlisle Cullen hand-picked one student every year from his alma mater, Vanderbilt, to receive a full-paid scholarship to the Vanderbilt School of Medicine. Angela had been ecstatic when she found out that she was receiving the scholarship. Both of us had grown up in a small town in Washington state without a lot of money. We both had been accepted to Vanderbilt for our undergraduate degree, but we worked really hard on top of pulling out student loans just to pay tuition and rent for our small two-bedroom apartment. This scholarship was a huge help for Angela who wasn't sure how she was going to pay for medical school. When she learned that she received these tickets to the ball, she had begged me to go with her so that she could thank Dr. Cullen in person. Since I knew how much all of this had meant to her, I agreed.

Neither of us knew much about how to dress for something like a charity ball, but luckily one of our best friends was very into fashion and schmoozing with the wealthy. Alice Brandon was from a very wealthy family in New York City and had been to more of these type of events than she could count. When we told her that we needed help with what to wear to such an event, she just grinned and told us to come to her house. Two hours later we were in her room and she had pulled out tons of different dresses that she said were appropriate for such an event. Taking her word for it, Angela and I had tried them on and both of us had found something that we knew would work for the night.

Angela looked stunning in a long black gown that bunched along the bodice and then fell beautifully down her legs. Her matching black lace mask was the perfect touch. She looked classy and beautiful. I had wanted to wear black as well since it was a color that I felt comfortable in, but Alice told me no way. She said that we didn't both need to be wearing the same color, so I had to choose something different. After what felt like hours of trying on dresses and not liking any of them, I finally found one that I knew I had to wear.

The minute I saw myself in the long red dress, I knew that it would be perfect for the ball. The long gown was sleeveless with beading all along it that gave it just the right amount of flair without being over the top. I found a beautiful white mask to pair with it, and for once I actually felt like I belonged in a dress. I had actually been very excited to wear the entire outfit.

Now, however, I just felt uncomfortable and out of place. Angela had found Dr. Cullen to thank him and he had whisked her off to introduce her to some other Vanderbilt School of Medicine graduates. Since I didn't know anyone else, I was left alone to wander around by myself. I felt self-conscious, so I finally made my way to the bar where I held onto a glass of champagne and watched the beautiful people around me.

I had been standing at the bar, just gazing around the room for about fifteen minutes when I saw a man leaning against one of the columns, staring in my direction. When I saw him, he just continued to stare, with a slight smirk crossing his face. He was easily the most handsome man that I had ever seen. He wasn't wearing a mask, so I had a clear view of his face. He had a strong jaw, with a very light amount of stubble across it, and full red lips. He was too far away for me to be able to tell the color of his eyes, but I couldn't help but feel a slight tug in my belly as he stared at me. He had copper colored hair that was slightly messy, like he had just run his hands through it.

After a minute of us staring at each other, he walked over to where I was standing. He stopped right in front of me and ran one finger down my bare arm. It sent chills across my body and made wetness pool between my legs. This man was pure sex and I wanted him so badly.

He leaned down so that his mouth was close to my ear and whispered "You are so beautiful. Will you come with me?"

I hesitated for only a second before I nodded. I didn't know what it was about this stranger, but I had to have him. I felt this strong pull towards him, and even though it was probably stupid, I was willing to go anywhere with him. It was as though I didn't have a choice but to follow this gorgeous man wherever he wanted to go.

The man took my hand and led me out of the ballroom and down the hall. He opened a door and pulled me into a dark room. Rationally I knew that I should probably be scared that a strange man was bringing me into a dark room, but I wasn't. I was nervous and excited, but not the least bit scared. There was something about this man that just called to me.

Once the door was shut behind us, the man flipped a switch and some low lights came on, giving me just enough light to be able to see him before me. He was so gorgeous, especially with his eyes boring into mine. And they were the most beautiful shade of green that I had ever seen.

"Will you take your mask off, beautiful?" He asked me, and I nodded, reaching up and slipping the mask off of my face, letting it fall on the floor beside me. He brought his hand up to caress my cheek and I closed my eyes at the feel of him touching me. He rubbed his thumb over my lips and I darted my tongue out to taste him. He slipped his thumb in between my lips and I opened my eyes so that I could watch him as I sucked his thumb into my mouth. His mouth opened slightly and his gaze focused on my mouth. I flicked my tongue over the pad of his thumb and his green eyes blazed at me. He pulled his thumb away and pulled me flush against his body. I could feel his hardness pressed against my stomach, and it was quite impressive. I couldn't help but grind my hips into his, seeking some kind of pressure.

"I want you," he said to me. "Please tell me that I can have you tonight, beautiful."

I didn't trust myself to speak, so I nodded my consent right before he brought his mouth to mine. I eagerly opened my mouth, my tongue seeking out his. He tasted like whiskey and cigars and I moaned at how delicious the mixture was. One of his hands gripped the back of my neck while the other gripped my hip, keeping me anchored against him. Both of my hands went into his hair, where I pulled lightly.

I don't know how long we kissed, but eventually I felt him leave my lips and pepper kisses down my throat and across my collarbone. The next thing I knew his mouth was back at my ear and he said, "I can't wait. I need you now, hard and fast. Is that okay?"

It was more than okay with me. My panties were soaked from wanting him so badly, and the thought of him taking me hard and fast only spurred on my need for him. I gripped the sides of my dress and hiked it up around my waist. He groaned at the sight and immediately pulled on my panties, ripping them off of me so that I was standing in front of him with my dress around my waist and my pussy bare and wet for him to see. He moaned when he saw me and he used one hand to unbuckle his belt and pants while the other came to tease my clit. He slipped one of his long fingers inside of me and I let out a loud moan.

"Fuck, beautiful, you are so perfect. I'm going to fuck you right now," he said, before he pulled his fingers away from me. I whimpered at the loss of contact, but then I saw that his erection had been pulled from his pants and I my eyes went wide. He was so thick and long, much bigger than either of the other two guys I had had sex with before. I watched him slip on a condom and the he pushed me back against the wall, hiking one leg around his waist as he lined his dick up with my opening.

He looked down at me and I knew that he was again asking for my permission to continue. There was absolutely no way that I was going to tell him no at this point, so I grabbed his dick with one hand slipped just the head inside me.

"Yes! Please take me right now," I begged him, not giving a damn about how needy I sounded at that moment. I wanted him too badly to care how I sounded.

That was all the encouragement that he needed. He pushed into me and we both moaned at the feel of him fully inside of me. He was so big and it felt so amazing to feel him stretching me to accommodate his size. He began to move in and out of me and my head fell back to lean against the wall.

"You're so fucking tight, beautiful. So perfect, so good," he said as he continued to pound inside me. My eyes were closed as I just felt him fuck me. It was the best feeling I'd ever had and my orgasm was so close. I was moaning and mumbling incoherently, lost to the sensation. I was just about to cum all over him when I heard him tell me to open my eyes. I did and I was immediately met with his green gaze.

"I want to watch you cum," he said, and that was all it took to tip me over the edge. I came, yelling loudly and his thrusts became more and more erratic. I knew that he was close to his own release, so I grabbed his hair and pulled his lips to mine, gently biting his lower lip. He must have liked that because I felt him push hard inside me one last time before he stilled, squeezing his eyes shut and cumming with a loud yell.

He brushed kisses all over my face as he came down from his high, and I couldn't help but smile at how wonderful I felt. I had never done anything like this before, but it was the most amazing experience. When he pulled out of me and smoothed my dress down, I couldn't help but glance at him. He was smiling at me and when he saw me looking at him he once again brought his hand to caress my cheek.

"You really are so beautiful," he said to me. I smiled and turned my head so that I could place a chaste kiss against the palm of his hand. I didn't feel awkward after what had just happened, even though I had just had sex with a complete stranger in my fancy ball gown. I still felt too good from the mind-blowing sex to feel bad about anything.

We walked back to the ball and he brought his mouth down to whisper to me once again. "Thank you, beautiful. That was so amazing."

I nodded and kissed his cheek before turning and walking away from him. As much as I would have loved to have found out more about him, I took what had happened for what it was – sex between two adults with no strings attached. It was unbelievable, but it had just been sex. And even though there was a slight ache in my chest at the thought of never seeing him again, I was just glad that I had been able to have that one moment with my handsome stranger.

A/N – I hope that you enjoyed that little one-shot! There is a link on my profile if you would like to see what Bella and Angela's dresses look like. Thanks for reading!