BPOV

Chapter Four

I woke up the next morning but refused to open my eyes. I knew that I wasn't in my own room and I thought that if I just kept my eyes closed then maybe the entire night before would go away and it would be a dream. I wouldn't have seen the guy that I had been lusting over for the past month about to have sex with a gorgeous blonde and I wouldn't have felt dumb for even thinking that what the stranger and I had shared had been anything more than just a casual fuck. It was all so embarrassing.

As the memories of that night bombarded me once again, I let out a frustrated sigh. "Fuck!" I yelled out loud, attempting to let go of some of the frustration that I had.

"I'm going to assume that that wasn't an invitation," I heard the voice that I had been dreaming about say from across the room. I shot up in the bed and snapped my eyes open. He was there, sitting on a couch that was situated across from the bed, looking just as hot as I remembered.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked him, not entirely sure that I hadn't lost my mind.

He chuckled lightly, running his fingers through his hair. "Well if I didn't already know the answer, I would be asking you the same thing," he said. "But to answer your question, I'm here because this is my room and that's my bed that you are currently laying in."

No way. There was no way. Surely my life couldn't have become this complicated in a matter of hours. I could not be lying in the bed of the guy that gave me the best orgasm of my life, wearing last night's clothes with smudged makeup and bed hair. Even I couldn't be that unlucky.

"How could this be your room?" I asked him. "Rosalie told me that this was her brother's room."

"Well as much as I hate to admit it sometimes, Rose is my sister and she did indeed bring you to sleep in her brother's room. I think she might have just forgotten to mention that I was said brother," he replied with a smirk on his face. He was enjoying this.

It took a minute for my mind to fully comprehend what he was saying, but it finally clicked. "That bitch," I muttered, mostly to myself.

Edward heard me and he threw back his head and laughed.

"You are right about that, Bella. I love my sister but she is indeed a meddling bitch. However, this one time I am more than glad that she decided to stick her nose where it didn't belong. As much as I dislike sleeping on the couch in my living room, it was definitely worth it to know that you would be here in my bed this morning."

I snorted, which was quite unladylike, but I couldn't stop myself. "What happened, did Kate kick you out of her bed once she was done having her way with you?"

Apparently Edward didn't find my question very funny. I saw his eyes darken before he stood up and walked over to the bed where I was still sitting. He leaned down and placed his hands on the bed on either side of me, bringing his face very close to mine.

"You have no idea what your smart mouth is doing to me, Bella," he growled at me and I felt a wave of lust wash over me. How did this man manage to make me want him even when I was pissed off at him? I couldn't let him have any control because if I did I knew that I wouldn't be able to resist him.

"My smart mouth could do a lot more to you, handsome. But I am not a fan of sloppy seconds, even if I did fuck you first. Now will you please leave so that I can grab my things and get the hell out of here with at least some of my dignity still intact?"

Edward narrowed his eyes at me and before I knew what was happening he had me pinned underneath him on his bed, with my both of my wrists wrapped in one of his hands. I could feel his hard length pressing against my hip and it took all I had not to buck my hips up towards him, seeking some kind of friction. As much as I really wanted him, I was not giving in. So I just stared up at him, not moving.

"I know you want me, Bella. And make no mistake, I will have you again, but not until you are ready to listen to me," he said and then he leaned down and nipped across my jaw before kissing down to my neck. He sucked on my neck and I was a goner. I moaned against him and moved my head so that I could find his lips. He got the hint and brought his mouth to mine, kissing me like I wanted. I allowed myself to get lost in the kiss, but only for a moment. Once I realized that I couldn't let this go any further, I pulled back and brought my lips to his ear.

"I do want you, but not nearly enough to fuck you today," I said to him before biting down on his ear. My action shocked him and he yelped before pulling away from me. I grinned at him triumphantly as he held his hand over his ear. He narrowed his eyes at me before grinning, which wasn't the reaction that I was expecting.

"Oh my sweet, Bella, you have no idea how much I've thought of you. I'm going to the gym, but make no mistake, you and I will be talking again soon," Edward said and then he turned around and walked out of the room. I just sat on his bed for a minute trying to figure out what had just happened. I felt like I was in the middle of a nightmare, only if I had to admit it to myself I would say that seeing Edward again was more like a dream come true. It was just too bad that he was a man slut. I guess that I should just be happy he used a condom the night we were together. I didn't have to worry about that at least.

I finally pulled myself out of my thoughts and reached down to grab my shoes and search for my cell phone. I finally saw it sitting on the dresser in the room, and when I went to grab it something caught my eye. Sitting there on the otherwise tidy dresser was the mask that I had worn to the masquerade ball. The very mask that Edward had taken off of me before he screwed me against a wall. I had assumed that he had left it there, because it never crossed my mind that he would have kept the mask. Seeing it there in his room just jumbled my thoughts even more. I had a feeling that Edward wasn't playing around when he said we would be talking again soon. I just needed to decide what I wanted to do about him. But before I could do that I needed to have a chat with his meddling sister for not giving me the heads up about whose bed I was sleeping in.

I walked into the living room and was glad to see that Edward was indeed gone. Alice, however, was sitting on the couch with Rosalie and from the look that she was giving me I knew that Rosalie had told her everything that she knew. Rosalie was giving me a small smile, probably wanting to make sure that I wasn't about to bite her head off for the set up.

"So, traitor, I'm guessing you told Alice everything?" I asked Rosalie as I sat down. She gave me a slightly shameful face before breaking into a wide grin.

"Okay, I'm sorry for not telling you who my brother was, but at least I got the two of you talking! From what you told me about the night at my parents' ball, I did you and your libido a favor!" Rosalie exclaimed while Alice giggled beside her.

I stared at her, shocked. "Ignoring the fact that you are actively talking about your own brother's sex life which is kind of weird, what exactly do you mean your 'parents' ball'?" I asked her.

"Oh did I not tell you that part?" She asked with an innocent look on her face. "Carlisle Cullen is mine and Edward's dad. That's why we were at the party, trying to fulfill our duties as the Cullen children."

Rosalie was apparently the queen of conveniently forgetting to tell pertinent information.

"Bella! I can't believe that this happened a freaking month ago and you didn't tell me!" Alice exclaimed. "I want all the dirty details right now!"

"I didn't tell you because I wasn't sure how you would feel about being friends with a girl that has fantastic sex with a complete stranger. It wasn't my finest moment, even if it was with the hottest guy I've ever laid eyes on."

Alice just rolled her eyes. "Oh please, Bella. Quit being such a prude. I slept with Jasper on our first date and from the stories that Jasper has told me, our Rosalie is no saint herself. So get over it and tell us what happened!"

I couldn't help but giggle at Alice and Rosalie just shrugged her shoulders. If she was okay with hearing about her brother's sex life, then so be it.

"I saw him at the masquerade ball and he was so fucking hot. Basically we went into an empty room, fucked against a wall, and then I left. It was pretty much the hottest sex of my entire life, but that was it. I will admit to dreaming about him over the last month because let's face it, that man is sex on legs. But seeing him with Kate last night stopped any fantasies that I had about him. I'm not angry and I don't blame him because it isn't like he owed me anything. But I just don't have the energy to try and compete with girls like Kate when I know that I will never win."

"Bella," Rosalie said with a smile on her face. "I promise you that you aren't competing with anyone, not even Kate. You already won."

I had no idea what she was talking about and I honestly didn't have the energy at that moment to ask. My morning encounter with Edward had left me exhausted, and it wasn't even noon yet. I just wanted to go home and try to quit thinking about Edward, although I had a feeling that Edward was going to be firmly in my thoughts whether I wanted him there or not.