Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Thanks to cullennbella for suggesting such a story. It has turned out to be more than I initially anticipated. We will see where I can take these three at first, but no worries this will turn into a twosome kind of story before long. Let's see what happens in the morning light from Edward's POV, don't forget to check out, Bella's POV at "The Night I Will Never forget." I would also like to add that I know nothing about Cancun, Mexico everything I have learned has been courtesy of Goggle.

Thanks to dannibags and piesmom for coming through and finding my mistakes.

"Vacations and Fanfiction "

Last night I finally fell asleep on the couch deciding that I would make things right between us. I couldn't stand for Bella and I to be fighting and I always caved when it came to her. She would never understand the control she had over me. She wasn't a fragile little thing like I implied. But when I thought that guy was going to haul her out of that club, it worried me that I could lose her forever. It was my job to keep her to safe and more aware of the things going on around her. Hell if she were, she would have already known I was madly in love with her.

Sleeping on the couch was for the birds; waking up with a crick in my neck, and the lower part of my back hurting. Ugh. I stumbled through the condo and barely poked my head into my room, looking to see if the girl Jake brought home was still here. Never understanding how he could hook up with random women. What if she was a psycho, had a disease, or killed all of us in our sleep. You never knew who you where crawling into bed with. Yet, Jake still brought home random skanks. Jake was already up and the girl from last night was still sleeping on his bed. Placing his fingers over his mouth letting me know to be quiet, he motioned for us to go outside.

"When is she going home?" I asked, wondering when I would finally be let back into the room we were sharing.

"Soon, here in a little bit. When do you think Bella will be up?"

"I don't know what time she went to bed," I said shrugging my shoulders.

With us having a fight last night, I didn't know what she did. Hell, she could have stayed up the rest of the night for all I knew.

"I don't want that girl here when Bella does wake up. I don't want her to have leverage to give me hell," he said snickering.

Yeah, if Bella knew about him bring back a random skank, she would definitely give him hell for his choices. I usually let things like that slide. I didn't bring it up unless he started in on me, then the gloves would come off, and I would divulge everything I knew.

About thirty minutes to an hour later, I heard Jake and his mystery woman walking through the condo. I assumed he was showing her the door. When I peered around the side of the kitchen, I saw them kissing at the door. Yep, the skank was leaving and Bella wasn't even up yet. I chuckled; he had barely made it because I could hear Bella stirring around in her room.

I headed into the living room with my cup of coffee and sat down on the couch, looking over the circular that was handed to us last night about different clubs in the area.

"They're having a beer pong tournament tonight down at 'Breaking Dawn'. You're going to be my partner tonight, right? Jake asked.

I wasn't too keen on Bella heading off to another club tonight, but if I expressed those concerns to her, she would probably be pissed at me. Hell, we hadn't made up yet from last night, and I wasn't about to bring it up again. Or, at least try not to anyway.

"I know one thing. I am not getting into a tournament tonight, not after the last time we all got drunk," I stated.

There was no way in hell I was getting so torn up that we wound up having another night of debauchery with the three of us. Once was all I could stand. It wasn't that I didn't want Bella because God how I yearned for her body to be under my own. There was no way I was sharing her again. I wanted her because she wanted me, not because of some damn bottle of tequila or the worm that made you do crazy things.

I saw Bella scurry past us on her way to the kitchen. She probably needed that cup of coffee. I was always shocked how once we all had gotten to college, we had basically become dependent on the stuff to wake up in the mornings or stay up late at night to study.

She scurried past us again on her way back to her room. I didn't want to fight with her yet, and I didn't know what kind of mood she would be in. So, I headed toward my room to change into my swim trunks and headed to the beach. Maybe being out in the sun and surf would clear my mind.

I didn't recognize Bella when she first came out to the beach. Still looking for a set of lounge chairs and waiting for Bella to come out. I noticed her from a distance and watched as she pulled out her Kindle. I briefly wondered if our favorite author had updated her story yet. I loved reading those stories with Bella. I wouldn't admit that to Jake or other men, but the things those women could write would blow your socks off.

Jake walked up beside me. We both headed over toward Bella.

God, what kind of swimsuit was she wearing now? It looked like a leopard print with the sides of her hips missing almost like a g-string really. She had a body that wouldn't stop. I discreetly adjusted myself.

Jake and I pulled up loungers beside Bella, kicking back to relax.

"Our favorite gal uploaded two more chapters," she stated.

"Yeah, have you read them yet?" I asked.

"Nah, I was waiting to see if you wanted to read them together?"

"I would love to, but Jake and I are going surfing, so later tonight?"

"Sure, I can wait. If you haven't read them with me by morning, I will read them myself."

I chuckled, leaning my head back and closing my eyes. I knew if I didn't read it with her, she would definitely read it alone. When we weren't talking after the tequila incident, I went ahead and read them. Not knowing if she wanted to read it with me anymore. Lying on the beach was so relaxing and I was tired; apparently not getting much sleep on the couch. I drifted off to sleep in the warm sun.

The dream I was having was the best ever.

Bella and I were lying on her bed reading the latest story when things changed for the better. I had reached out and was touching the silky skin on her leg while she read the latest chapter of our favorite fan fiction. I couldn't help it; reading those stories usually turned me on, and I wanted to be touching some part of her.

"Edward, do these stories make you horny?" she asked chewing on her bottom lip.

Reaching over, I pulled her lip from her mouth. She drove me crazy doing that.

"Don't bite your lip beautiful," I said as I removed her lip from her teeth.

As I was removing her lip, she grabbed my hand sucking my fingers into her mouth. She rose above me on the bed while still sucking on my fingers, making my pants grow tighter than they already were from the story.

"Baby, you need to stop," I groaned, getting up from the bed and standing at the side, but I couldn't leave.

"Why? Don't you like the things I do? Don't you get horny when we read because I know I do," she asked.

"Yes, Bella, but we're just friends."

I wouldn't do anything else with her until I knew that we both wanted to be together. I didn't want to ruin our friendship just to sleep with her. I already thought I had lost her over the Jake incident.

"I want to be more than friends," she stated as she lifted up to kiss me.

There was nothing sweet about the kiss she gave me. It was passionate. Just as we both were running out of breath, she pulled away nipping at my lower lip. This was a side of Bella I didn't see much of, the aggressive take what you want side. I rather liked this side of her.

She ran her fingers down my body, stopping at the top of my pants, and worked on getting the button undone.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

As much as I wanted Bella to do unspeakable things to my body, I had to remember our friendship would be on the line if I allowed this.

"Making you feel good," she responded.

She was getting bolder by the minute. She then ripped my jeans and boxers down exposing my hard cock.

"Bella, please don't do this unless you are sure. My heart won't be able to take it if you do this and leave."

"Shh, baby. Let me make you feel good," she responded again as she knelt in front of me. She kissed the top and winked at me. Oh how I wanted her mouth on me again. Hell, I wanted everything on me, but I would take what I could get.

Lifting up from her knees pressing my cock against my stomach, she licked the underside and let her tongue gently stroke the v at the head. I couldn't hold back the moan that slipped from my lips.

"More, baby," I groaned when she finally slid my whole cock into her gorgeous mouth.

Watching her swallow me whole was more than stimulating to watch, but I couldn't take the visual any longer. I threw my head back, closing my eyes, and just felt what she was doing to me.

She pulled back, focusing more on the head of my cock, and rubbing her tongue around the rim. Fluttering her tongue inside the slit made my knees weak. When she swallowed my whole length again, I reached down grabbing her hair, and lightly moved her head up and down. It felt so good.

"Just like that don't stop," I moaned.

She sucked so hard I saw stars, but then she added her tongue to massage my cock as she went.

I came with a roar, watching as she swallowed all that I gave her. Once she had cleaned me off, I collapsed to my knees beside the bed.

I looked up watching Bella lick her lips then climb off the side of the bed, heading toward the door. I couldn't say anything; no words would come out to ask her where she was going. I tried to stand, but couldn't.

Then the door opened to reveal Jake waiting. I watched as Bella waved at me and she left with him.

I was startled awake, fearing that Bella would be gone with Jake.

"How long was I out?" I asked rubbing my hands over my face.

"Two hours," she replied reaching down and packing up her things.

"Where are you going?"

"Back to the condo. I'm tired and need a nap myself. I'm hot, sticky, and desperately need a bath if we are planning on going clubbing tonight."

Good God, hot and sticky, that's my problem too at the moment.

"Yeah, I take it you over heard about the tournament."

I nodded.

"Well, here let me help," I said reaching for her things.

She got up and allowed me to carry everything; I was struggling but wanted to help Bella. It was the least I could do. Once in the condo, she gathered her things from me and headed toward her room. I didn't want to sit in the living room alone; so, I headed towards my own room to shower and put on something comfortable to lounge around in. While Bella napped and Jake played with the beach bunnies, I occupied my time, checking my emails, and looking for housing close to Cambridge. My attempts only turned up three houses to look at, and I still needed Bella's approval.

When I looked at the time Bella had to get up. She wouldn't have time to get ready if she didn't. I slipped into her room and stood at the doorway for a while, watching her sleep. I loved to watch her sleep when I would get the chance. After watching her for a few moments, it was finally time to wake her.

"Bella," I whispered.

"Huh," she replied still groggy from her nap.

"If you are going to go clubbing tonight, you better get up."

She didn't seem to want to get up, instead burying herself under the sheets.

"Bella, honey you need to get up," I said while rubbing the hair from her beautiful face.

She cracked one eye open looking at me. I smiled at her, God she was gorgeous, even with her hair looking all ratty from sleep. She groaned and rolled out of bed, heading toward her shower.

"There you go," I said.

Then she flipped me off, secretly hoping it was an open invitation for more. I waited in her room, making her bed while she showered. Once the water turned off, I headed out to get ready myself. Wish I would have stayed to watch her come out in a towel, but I wouldn't do that to her.

It didn't take me long to get ready. I was standing in the living room waiting, when Bella walked into the room. God, she looked sexy. Actually, I didn't want her to go to the club with what she was wearing. The jeans were bad enough, making her ass look good, but my biggest problem was with the shirt. It dipped to far down, it almost showed her navel. However, her navel wasn't my biggest concern. It was the fact that you could make out the size and the roundness of her breasts that I didn't like. I could look all day long, but I didn't like the fact that other men would be ogling her chest.

"You look lovely tonight," I whispered.

That was about the only thing I could do. If I had spoke in my regular voice, it would have shown both distain and arousal.

"You look good tonight too," she replied winking at me.

I looked over my own outfit. I never really worried about what I was wearing as long as it was clean and neat, it was okay by me. I had on a blue dress shirt leaving the first couple of buttons undone because I hated having it buttoned all the way up. When I finally became a lawyer, I would have to get used to wearing it like that and I would have to have on a tie too. I had on my favorite dark jeans that road low on my waist, and then I slipped on my Doc Martins. Like I said, as long as I was clean and neat, it was all right with me.

"All right, I'm ready," Jake, yelled strolling through the condo.

I chuckled; Jake would be late to his own funeral, so typical.

We walked to the club since it was only a couple of miles. Once we were allowed inside, which I think took longer because the bouncer couldn't keep his eyes off Bella's chest, Jake started rushing around looking for a partner in the beer pong contest.

Bella and I pulled up a barstool at the bar and ordered our customary drinks before dancing. We weren't saying much, just listening to the music and watching the patrons of the bar.

"Hey guys, I want you to meet Riley Biers. He will be my partner tonight in the contest. He is heading to Harvard, just like you two are, in the fall," Jake said.

I turned around, when I heard Jake's voice, looking at Riley. Being a nice guy, I held out my hand and shook Riley's, introducing myself. When Riley moved over to Bella, I watched as he looked her up and down holding out his hand to her. I was instantly sick. I mean, could you be any more obvious?
When she turned red from his attention, and he kissed the back of her hand, I knew I had trouble standing in front of me. She would be interested in this piece of shit, not that he was a bad guy per se I didn't even know him, but now I would have another person standing in my way of finally being with the one I loved.

"A pleasure to meet you," Riley stated.

"Likewise, I'm Bella," she replied.

The shit head wouldn't let go of her hand, and it pissed me off. So, when a growl slipped from my lips, I wasn't surprised; hell I was glad. At least I hadn't sprung from the chair yet, ready to tear him a new one. Bella turned around looking at me giving me that look like, what the hell are you doing? You're ruining my chances at something better here.

Riley pulled up a stool next to Bella, waving down the bartender. When the bartender came over quickly, he ordered both, Bella and him, a drink. Oh great! I pinched the bridge of his nose and pulled at my hair. I didn't like it one bit, and I couldn't say anything. She had already given me the look, letting me know to back off, but I didn't want to lose her to someone else. It was in that moment that I decided that as long as she was happy that I would be happy.

"So, you're going to Harvard in the fall?" Riley asked.

Yeah, I was listening in on the conversation and if I could make him think I was with Bella, then I would. I knew she wouldn't go for that and undermined me, but I had to try. Besides this was what Charlie would have wanted me to do.

"Yes, Edward and I are doing our graduate studies there. Both of us are set on being lawyers."

"Are Edward and you a couple?" he asked.

I nodded my head relentlessly, trying to stake my claim on Bella.

She looked over her shoulder at me and caught me nodding. The pissed off glare she gave me amused me. How could she want to spend time with someone else when I was sitting right next to her? The man that adored her, and loved her no matter what. Apparently, I was trapped in the friend zone and never destined to leave.

"No, Riley. No matter what he says."

She pointed over her shoulder at me.

"We are not together. Jake and Edward are my best friends. They are also my roommates, and Edward will still be my roommate when we headed to Harvard."

"Good, I didn't want to intrude on anything. Would you like to dance?" he asked.

She nodded, and took off toward the dance floor. Not only had he stolen the girl I loved out from underneath me, he had taken everything we did together at clubs. I resigned myself to drinking even though I had told Jake I wasn't interested in drinking heavily, but at this moment, I didn't give a shit. I called out to the bartender asking for vodka shots.

As I tossed back shot after shot, I watched Riley and Bella on the dance floor. When she rubbed her body shamelessly along his, the more shots I wanted to consume.

Thank God for him being Jake's beer pong partner because he was called away from Bella off and on all night long. She looked right at me a couple of times during the night, but I never acted like anything was wrong. Well, that's a lie. I didn't hide the fact that I wasn't happy, but once again, Bella missed the cues, and totally ignored the evil looks I sent in Riley's direction and the pleading looks I sent in hers.

I finally had enough of the whole scene in front of me. It was like I was constantly watching someone rip my heart out of my chest and stomp on it for good measure. I paid my tab and left. I couldn't take anymore and with Riley potentially being at Harvard with us, there would be a good chance I would have to get used to him. I didn't have to like it though.

Once I was home, I changed and sat on the couch, thinking about how to change the situation I was in, but still resigned to the fact that if she didn't want me that I wanted her happy. I finally left the living room at midnight figuring I didn't want to see when Bella came home with Riley on her arm. Hell, I didn't want to see them kiss; that would break my heart. So, I layed back on my bed, and placed my headphones on my head, figuring I would need to drown out the noises she would eventually make tonight with him. I was just drifting off to sleep when I vaguely heard a thumping noise. I slowly rose and headed towards the door to look out.

I watched as Bella opened the door with Riley in tow, nevertheless, and helping a smashed Jake toward the couch. Looked like Jake would be riding the couch tonight. I couldn't help but silently chuckle. Hope you like the couch fucker, I thought.

When I saw Bella kind of forcing Riley toward the door, I had to listen; it was the masochist in me that wanted to punish myself even more. I stayed hidden and listened in.

"I'll help you get him to bed, if you want," he stated.

I chuckled; Riley was hanging on for anyway to spend the night with her.

"Thanks, but he can hold up the couch tonight. Besides Edward will help me if he is up, but don't worry about it," she stated while pushing Riley towards the door.

"So, can I see you tomorrow?" Riley asked as they reached the front door.

Yeah, he was reaching for anyway to spend more time with her. At some point, I couldn't blame him really, but she was mine, not his and I didn't like it one bit.

"I don't know Riley. I mean, I don't know you really."

Good girl tell him like it is, I thought.

"No, I already paid for parasailing the other day, and you see the person who was to accompany me backed out; so, now there are two spots available. I figured you know maybe we could get to know one another, so would you like to go with me?"

Parasailing, you have to be kidding me. There was no way in hell Bella would go parasailing. She didn't like heights and she didn't get in the water much. I could just imagine if something happened and she landed in the water. "Sure, what time?" she asked.

My head about spun off my shoulders. What?

"Noon, by the marina," he stated finally walking out the front door she was holding open.

"Good night, Bella," Riley said.

"Good night, Riley," she replied.

She shut the door behind him, leaning her head against it. I watched as she breathed deeply. I came out of my hiding spot, and wondered if something was wrong with her. Did he do something to her? Why wasn't she moving? She spun around and ran straight into my chest.

"Edward," she whispered.

"Why are you going with him?" I asked.

I wanted to know because that seemed out of character for her. It saddened me that she wanted to spend more time with him. I mean, could she not see what was in front of her.

"I wanted to go, it's free, and Riley seems like a nice guy."

She shrugged.

Why did she always do this to me? I couldn't take this anymore and just had to reassure myself that I would never have her like I truly wanted. Hell, why couldn't I just tell her? I mean, every other guy she came in contact with made their intensions known. Why couldn't I? I spun around, heading back towards my room. I was done for the night, and couldn't take anymore. If we hung out and she talked about Riley all night, it would surely be the death of me. I could feel her walking behind me, and was not going to give in to talking to her tonight. Just as I was about to open my bedroom door, I heard her voice.

"Hey, Edward," she said.

"Yeah," I replied.

Because as strong as my resolve was, there was still something about her that everytime she needed me, I was there.

"Do you wanna read the latest chapters?"

Did I really want to go and read all the smutty words knowing they would raise more feelings in me? Did I want to torture myself any further?

I wasn't facing her and I raked my hands through my hair, pinching the bridge of my nose. I rolled my shoulders, hoping to relieve some of the tension I was feeling.

"Sure," I whispered.

I mean, why the hell not? I was a masochist and a huge glutton for punishment. So why not?

"Cool, meet me in a couple of minutes," she said entering her room.

Great, I thought.

I headed into my room, and slipped on another pair of underwear. I would need all the extra help I could get. We were reading about BDSM after all, and I knew that some of the sex scenes depicted in the reading would be rather hot and knew I would be at attention. So, in order to keep that from Bella and potentially scaring her off, I always donned another pair of underwear to hold the beast back. Of course, he was never happy with his confides and would try to allow a little blood to my brain, and tell me to do things to her while reading. Unfortunately, I never let the monster out of his cage.

Once my protection was in place, I headed toward Bella's room, and knocked at the door. When I saw what she was wearing to bed, it sparked the monster's interest. Things where starting badly. It wasn't that she didn't wear this type of stuff at home because God knows she did, but only when it was hot in the apartment. Being here, in the heat, and the sun had made her wear these types of outfits more often. Like the other day when she walked out in front of Jake and me. I didn't want to just barge in on her, and waited for her to allow me entrance.

"Come sit on the bed. Why are you acting all shy tonight?" she asked while she gathered her laptop and got everything together before crawling in bed.

"I just wanted to make sure this is something that was okay with you," I stated pulling at my hair again.

"Yeah, I asked you earlier, and then I asked a few minutes ago. I know you enjoy reading them as much as me."

She giggled and I wondered if she loved torturing me, but I tried not to let on like anything was happening. In that moment, I wondered if the things she read turned her on.

I was still standing at the door; it was hard to move at the moment. The double underwear helped me keep Bella from knowing I was sporting an erection, but it didn't always feel good. In fact, it hurt, but all for the name of love right?

"Come on, I'm not going to bite," she said all sultry

"I'm not worried about biting," I whispered.

Because let me just say if she wanted to bite me, at this moment, I would be game. I walked over toward the bed, and climbed under the covers. She put her laptop on her lap, pulling the newest chapters up, and scooted closer to me. I was resting with my back against the headboard. She tucked herself into my side, and began to read the latest chapter aloud,

"Annabelle, please step into the playroom to accept your play collar," I said as she entered with her head down, looking at the floor.

She stopped on the mark that was placed on the floor.

"Do you accept your play collar Annabelle?" Jackson asked with his collar in hand.

"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master," Annabelle said.

"You agreed to submit yourself to an inspection. So please position yourself in the inspection position." Jackson said.

Annabelle did as she was asked and spread her legs as far as they would go, tilted her head all the way down, placing her chin on her chest, her arms behind her back, and pushing her chest out, waiting to be looked over. I didn't know Jackson's rules about grooming, but mine were fairly simple. Either she was to be completely waxed or she could leave a little amount of hair. I would expect it to be neat and trimmed at all times. I would let my submissives decide about their nails, toes, and other areas. Jackson looked her over while she was standing there.

"It would appear that you passed your inspection. It is time to show your Master your gratitude for the collar, assume the position to show that gratitude."

After this little scene here, she would be mine to control. Those were the rules that Jack and I set in place before hand.

I watched as Annabelle sank to her knees in order to service her Master, and thought about what Jackson said earlier. This would probably be the last time that she did this with him. Tomorrow night was our night together, and then he was cutting her loose. I felt sad in that moment, thinking of the connection they had built together.

I started getting hard watching as Jackson had her give him head. It was so sexy and I didn't want to interrupt that; So I waited. Jackson stopped her before he could climax.

"That's enough, Annabelle," he said to her.

Her head was still down.

"Edwin, it's time," he said to me.

"Annabelle, get on the bed."

She walked over to the bed and climbed on. Jackson stopped and grabbed some things before making his way over to the bed. I made my way to the bed, and climbed on.

"Annabelle, on your knees in the middle of the bed," I commanded.

She did what I wanted and was resting with her ass on her heels.

"Off your ass," I said to her.

I wanted her on her knees only. She did and was on her knees; I matched her and was in front of her. I rubbed over her nipples, making them hard, sucking them into my mouth and swirling over the puckered peaks; I flipped the bar with my tongue, making her moan. Once I was satisfied, I clipped the clamp to her nipple on her right breast, and moved to the left to start over. I repeated the same procedure, rolling and rubbing the nipple, then sucking it into my mouth swirling and pulling on the bar making her moan again. I clipped the clamp to it. Jackson handed me another clip with a chain.

"Lay back on the bed, Annabelle," I commanded.

She did and spread her legs like a good little girl. I had to let her know she was pleasing me.

"Annabelle, you are such a good little girl."

I hooked one of the clamps, pulling the chain connected to her breasts together at a point. I bent down between her legs, running my fingers through her wet pussy for the first time. God, she was so wet. I placed my thumb on her clit and worked it around in circles, getting it hard under my touch. Once I was satisfied with it, I leaned down and took it into my mouth to suck on. She tasted so good, and I wanted more.

"Mmmhmm," I moaned out.

She stopped reading for a moment. I knew she was going to notice all my squirming, because for some reason this particular chapter reminded me of the night we all had sex, and those thoughts and feeling started bombarding my head. Of course, the monster started rattling his cage begging for release.

"Sit still," she scolded.

I huffed. There was nothing I could do with myself at the moment. If she only knew what I wanted to do to her. On the other hand, if she knew that the main character in this story reminded me of her, to a degree, how I wanted nothing more than to throw the laptop on the floor and drive into her body with wild abandonment at the moment, she wouldn't be so concerned with my wiggling. She continued to read,

I slipped my fingers into her pussy rubbing just inside, looking for her g-spot. I wanted her to squirm, and I was bound to find the spot. I finally found it, watching her body squirm, when I hit it every time.

I licked her clit, sucked, and swirled my tongue all around it while my fingers softly stroked the spot inside her. She was moaning and groaning, I let my other hand slide to the butt plug and tap on it every few minutes, which made her cry out in pleasure. She was panting, and moving, wanting more. I sucked her clit a few more times and attached the other clamp from the chain that was connected to her breasts.

Jackson crawled on the bed, laying his stuff on the nightstand. Then he took his position at her breasts, sucking her nipples, and pulling on the chain. When he did, he would pull her clit under my tongue. Annabelle would let out the loudest moan. It shot straight to my groin, which was begging for attention. Jackson winked at me then; this was the signal to tell her to release.

"Cum now, Annabelle!"

She did, too, squirting all over my mouth. I lapped it up, sucking her clit in my mouth one last time.

"Up on your knees, Annabelle."

She got up onto her knees. She had the plug in long enough and it was time to take it out. Jackson got behind her, working on getting the plug out. He was rubbing her back and I was rubbing and kissing all over her front, working her body up for another go. Jackson threw the plug to the floor and signed to me with his head that it was time to move again.

I lay back on the bed.

"Come to me," I said.

She crawled over my body, positioning herself to straddle me. Once she was in position, I thrust inside of her wet, tight pussy. My eyes rolled back in my head with pleasure.

She lifted up and lowered herself back down again and again; it felt so good. I felt Jackson move close to us. He straddled my legs, positioning himself at Annabelle's ass. She held still for a moment, waiting for him to get into position and warm her backside a little. I stayed still. I felt Jackson slid into her anal cavity. The thin layer between her pussy and ass was almost too much for me now, but I sucked in a deep breath and blew it out my nose.

When Jackson winked at me again, I knew it was time to get things moving for all of us. We started a rhythm where he would pull out and thrust in just about the time I pulled out.

We set a slowly pace like that until she was moaning and crying out.

"Please!"

She would wait a little while longer and start again.

"Oh, please Sir, please let me."

We sped up the rhythm, rocking her from both directions. I was a mess. I wanted to release and was holding it off. Between her sliding on and off me, and I could feel Jackson thrusting in and out; it was torture. Jackson was grunting and moaning, I could tell that he was getting close too.

I had never experienced something so thrilling before in my life; the push, the pull, and the sensations. I've used dildos to simulate this act, but nothing like having someone else driving into the same sub before.

"Oh, God...please, please if you don't let…me...I will...oh,oh,oh..."

Jackson winked again.

"Cum Annabelle, cum all over me."

She did with another groan; we all did. We all lay there, coming down from the high. Annabelle had collapsed on my chest, and Jackson collapsed onto her. We were all a big mess of limbs.

"Let's change your collar, Annabelle," Jackson said coming to his senses.

She lifted up enough to allow him to change the collar. Once the collar was removed, Jackson gently allowed Annabelle to lie flat out on the bed beside me. She was a few minutes away from sleep.

"Thank you for your service, Annabelle," Jackson said kissing her on the forehead and left the playroom.

Once the last line was finished, and the chapter was over, I knew there was no way for me to sit through another chapter even though the author had two new ones. I had continually wiggled the entire story, and knew Bella didn't like that. . She turned to look at me and our eyes locked together. It was at that moment that her eyes turned into the deepest chocolate I had ever seen. It was like a window into her soul; they almost looked bottomless. I wished I could remember the look from the night we all were together. Is this what desire looked like in her eyes? I never knew, and when she gasped, from our intense stare, I started to wonder if she could see how much I wanted her too at the moment.

We didn't break the gaze that had sucked us in, and I didn't want to with the way my own body was humming to life. I needed something, anything. It was at that moment that I leaned down and captured her lips in my mouth.

Ah, her kisses were so sweet and gentle. She always added the right amount of pressure in her kisses. I hated when girls would kiss you so hard, it felt like they were going to bust your lips from the pressure, but Bella's kisses, good grief, they could melt your heart. Which was what was happening at the moment; between her kisses and my highly aroused state, it was official. I had to say something or do something that would make her finally see, but I had to figure out how.

I didn't want to pull away from the kiss, even though I needed to breathe. I knew, at some point, we would have to stop. So I threaded my hands into her hair, pulling her closer to me. I could feel the moment she started to panic and making me doubt myself even more about making her mine. Slowing pulling back from the kiss I never wanted to end, but knowing it was the right thing to do, I closed my eyes too. I didn't know what to do, or how to go about doing it. I didn't want to lose her friendship, and was afraid that if my intentions where known that would be what happened. I had closed my eyes trying to wash the desire and lust that coursed through my body after reading away. I didn't want her to see that I had regretted kissing her. Well, I didn't regret it, but worried she would be mad at me. I was saddened because I didn't know how to overcome our situation, and panicked this would be the end.

"I'm sorry Bella," I stated while getting out of the bed, rushing towards the door of her room.

I had to get out of there before I lost my ever loving mind. I stood just outside her room listening to her to make sure she would be all right with my hurried departure. I stood out of the way so she couldn't see me and watched her turned off her lights. I breathed a sigh of relief that she didn't appear to be upset, but before we moved to Massachusetts, I had to make sure she knew that I liked her far more than just a friend.

A/N: All right guys here it is the next instalment to The Night. I apologize for its lateness even though I didn't have an update schedule fixed on this story. I have been diligently working on finishing one of my stories and on contests for the last month. So, wish me luck and leave me a review.