Due to the recent upswing in traffic on "Sassafrass Junction", I've decided to re-post this naughty little morsel. It's an outtake *cough*pure-unadulterated-smut*cough* from the imagination of Carlisle Cullen, following his reunion with Bella in chapters 17 - 19 of "Sassafrass Junction". It's not necessary that you've read that story to enjoy this tawdry tidbit, but I highly recommend you check it out afterward.

Though Bella belongs to Jasper, Carlisle can't help but allow his imagination to...wander...when it comes to his sassy, sultry daughter-in-law.

So please enjoy this hearty glass of lemonade, and perhaps drop a review on your way out, mmmkay?

Carlisle POV

I'm sitting at one of the tables in a dark corner of the bar, watching as Bella sways to the music. She turns suddenly, dipping low in her shiny black leather pants, so tight they look as though they are painted on. She straightens her legs first; keeping her body bent over, and strokes one hand slowly up her leg, from the toe of her platform high-heel boots, ending dangerously close to her pleasure zone. She straightens, but not before she gives me just a little peek of the warm soft mounds that are barely held in place behind that tiny black leather vest she is wearing, using her hands to push them up with a saucy little jiggle. She turns to her friend who is dancing with her on top of the bar, and gently, she pushes the other girl's head off to one side, brushing the blonde hair away to expose her neck. Locking her eyes with mine, making sure I'm watching her every move, she drags the tip of her tongue from the girl's collarbone to the soft area behind the girl's ear, and then pulls the lobe in to her mouth, sucking gently. Her hands come around to caress the girl's ass, pulling her body tight to her own.

My pants feel tight; my member has become swollen and eager. I press my hand in to adjust myself and relieve some of the pressure as I continue to watch my naughty little girl perform erotically with her girlfriend on the bar for all to see. The blonde now has Bella bent back over again, gyrating her hips against Bella's ass as Bella's hands find their way back to her breasts. She looks into my eyes as she licks a finger and then drags it slowly over the top curve of one breast; the pink ring of her areola almost exposed. She stands again, her back flush to her girlfriend's front, as the blonde's hands make their way around her hips; first traveling upward to caress just under Bella's breasts, then back down until they're almost framing Bella's pleasure zone. I hear Bella moan as she turns her face to meet the girlfriend's lips with her own. I see her tongue dart across the blonde's lips and then, as she is granted entrance, it thrusts between the girl's teeth to entwine with her tongue. Bella brings one hand around from behind to hold her girlfriend's head close as she deepens the kiss. The other girl's hand finally finds its way to caress Bella's breast which is threatening to fully escape from the tiny vest.

The song finally ends and the crowd in the bar cheers. Bella hops down from the bar, winks at me, and then crooks her finger at me to come to her. I stand and adjust myself yet again, as the ache in my loins is now nearly excruciating. As I approach the bar, she gestures with her head to a closed door off to the side.

"It's time for my break, follow me," she whispers conspiringly. I follow her lead, watching her luscious little ass move in those leather pants. We go into what appears to be an office. "My boss is gone tonight." She locks the door behind me and gestures for me to sit in one of the chairs in front of the desk. I comply.

She sits in front of me on the desk, and leans forward slightly, with her hands bracing her at her sides, giving me a better, closer look at her creamy cleavage. "So what did you think of my little performance, Daddy C?" she purrs. I don't remember sweet, innocent Bella ever having that tone of voice. I like it.

"Well, Bella, I see that you are no longer the naïve little girl Edward brought home all those years ago. Your performance belies your experience, I'm sure." I look at her reprovingly, when what I really want to do is turn her over my knee. And I still might.

"Are you disappointed in me?" she asks, her eyes cast toward the floor.

I placed my hand upon her knee, and stroke it, not speaking until those beautiful brown eyes were looking into mine once again. "You are a very beautiful girl, no, a beautiful woman, now Bella. But you have also been a very, very naughty girl. I cannot let it go unpunished."

Her eyes grow wide at my words, looking a little afraid, but I can also smell her arousal. "What do you mean Car- Daddy C?" she stutters.

I slide the chair back a little from my desk and pat my lap. "Bend over my knees, Bella."

"You're going to spank me? Are you fucking serious?" she asks.

I narrow my eyes at her. "You will watch your dirty little mouth with me, little girl. That will add to your punishment, albeit one we both may find rather pleasurable. Now; bend over my knee, Bella. I won't suggest it so politely again."

She gulps and slides off of the desk and bends her body over my lap. I raise my hand and gently rub the shiny, leather-encased ass, before I bring my hand down in a resounding smack. She cries out and I give her hair a quick tug. "Ah ah ah, darling. You mustn't make a sound when you receive your punishment."

She nods. "Sorry Daddy C," she whimpers. My palm connects to her ass once again, and then again. She gasps with each blow, but with the fifth her gasp is followed by a little moan. The scent of her arousal has grown stronger.

"Oh my naughty little girl, you're enjoying this aren't you?" I smack her ass again, a little harder, but then rubbed it to ease the sting. She's nearly panting now, but doesn't answer me. I tug her hair again. "Answer your Daddy."

"Yes, Daddy C. I am enjoying my punishment," she says quietly.

"Stand up," I tell her. She does. "Now sit on my lap, facing away from me." She sits and I can feel the moist heat from her center even through those leather pants, and it feels phenomenal on my straining erection.

"You dance very well on top of that bar, but tell me, have you ever done a lap dance?"

She shakes her head. "No Daddy C, I haven't. But I'm sure I can figure it out."

"See that you do." I reach over and press the button on the little radio sitting on the desk. It's tuned to a blues station. "Give it a try Bella."

She slowly starts to move her hips to the music, grinding and gyrating slowly on my lap and rubbing against my straining length deliciously with her ass. I move my hands to place them on her hips and she stills for a moment. "I didn't think you're allowed to touch during a lap dance."

"We may be in a bar, Bella, but not that kind of bar. I can put my hands wherever I want," I tell her and grip her hips a little tighter pressing her down harder into my lap. She feels my obvious arousal and gasps. "Oh, Daddy C!"

"Just dance, Bella."

She starts to move her hips again, rubbing her center now more deliberately over my erection and I gently guide her movements with my hands. After a moment, I slide my hands up toward her breasts, pausing to unhook the two buttons holding her vest closed. I slid my hands over her soft mounds, pinching her nipples between my thumb and forefinger on each hand. She gives a low moan and grinds down a little harder into me. "Turn around," I tell her, my voice sounding rough.

She turns and is now facing me as she straddles my lap. I dip my head and catch one of those perky little nipples with my lips, rolling it before sucking it into my mouth. She cries out and I grab her ass firmly with both hands. "Quiet, Bella," I caution, before I take her nipple back into my mouth. She resumes moving against me, her moist center now having direct contact with my erection. I buck my hips up to grind into her deeper and she moans quietly. "Oh God. Please, don't stop."

I switch sides to her other nipple, licking and sucking, as she moves her hips in tempo with mine. The heat coming from her is astoundingly wonderful. I grip her ass again and begin moving her hips even more forcefully against me, creating the friction we both need so much at this point. I feel her body start to tremble. "Oh…oh my… Daddy C… I'm about to… I'm going to…" and she throws her head back in a silent scream as the convulsions overtake her body. Burying my face between her creamy breasts to muffle my growl, I give a final thrust upward into her as I give into my own release.

I open my eyes to find myself in my own office in our Dartmouth home, my semi-hard member exposed in my hand. I grabbed a nearby tissue to clean myself up as I heard the angry-sounding footsteps approach. I barely have my pants zipped when he bursts through the door without knocking.

"You sick fuck!" he accuses, his eyes black with rage.

"Edward, calm down. I'm sorry, son; I didn't realize you were home." Shit, I was caught. I hope Esme isn't around to hear this conversation.

"She's not home, you fucking pervert. And are you implying this would've been okay if I hadn't been home to be privy to your nasty fantasy? She's practically your daughter, Carlisle!"

I hang my head in shame, because he's right. What is wrong with me?

"I don't know what your problem is. I can overlook your dirty fantasies when they star random sluts you've seen or imagined, but I can't abide by this, by your mental molestation of Bella. It's just wrong Carlisle, how could you?" Edward sneers at me in disgust.

Are you going to tell Esme? I think it, but cannot speak the words.

"No. That is between you and her. I hope for your sake you get this out of your system and quickly. In the meantime, I need to go. I don't need to see any more of that…that filth, while waiting for you to get yourself under control. I'll be leaving for Alaska as soon as my things are packed."

I look down at my hands, now unable to meet his eyes. "I'm sorry son," I say again, quietly.

"Get control over it, Carlisle. You're lucky Jasper can't read minds, but he'll pick up on what you're feeling when you see her again, if you are thinking those thoughts. Out of respect for Jasper, for me, for Esme, you've got to stop."

I nod. "I'll try."

I sit quietly in penance as I listen to Edward gather his things in his room. He stops by my office to inform me he's leaving and I wish him well, asking him not to stay gone too long.

I hear his Volvo start, and he's soon speeding away down the road. He's right. I need to stop. But it won't be today.

I close my eyes and see gorgeous brown ones staring up at me as Bella falls to her knees before me. I unzip my trousers and free my already-hardening member. "It's time for the rest of your punishment, my dear. Open wide and say 'Ahhh.'."