AN: I want to thank all of you for reading my little story! It's amazing for me to see the response that I have after only putting up 2 chapters and a prologue! It warms my heart to read the reviews and to see how many of you are favoriting and following my story. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

This has not been beta'd. So any mistakes are mine,

As always, I do not own the music, any of the characters, or anything in general from Twilight. I just own the fingers that do the typing, haha!

Chapter 3: Collar Full

It was only when a pair of arms slid around her, grinding into her that she opened her eyes. The hairs on her scalp prickled as she looked straight into those beautiful green orbs, a gasp catching in her throat.

'Fuck my life.'

"Bella," he smiled as he moved his hands to her hips, moving them in time with his to the music.

"Edwarrrrrd," she purred, feeling the heat radiating from his light touch on her hips. She watched a smirk come across his lips as she swayed with him, reeling from his touch and from the amount of alcohol in her system. "My God, you're fucking beautiful," she murmured, her eyes scanning over his face.

"I promise you, Bella, I'm nowhere near as beautiful as you," he replied, leaning his head down as if to kiss her.

Sensing his intentions, Bella backed away from him, shaking her head. "You said you regret me. In your song," she added for clarity. She felt the unwelcome sadness begin to take over. She turned on her heel and walked away from him and back to Alice at the bar.

"Bella, Bella, Bella," Alice said, practically jumping in her seat.

"What?" Bella asked, curtly. She looked over at Alice and saw a flash of hurt go across her face before the pixie shrugged it off. "Sorry, I didn't mean to snap," she muttered, and turned to the bartender, asking for another shot of Jack. She could feel herself sobering up and she didn't want that. Not tonight, and definitely not since he showed up. She returned her gaze to Alice, who was staring at one of Edward's band mates.

Alice returned her gaze to Bella after a moment and she shook her head. "Do you want to do some karaoke?"

"Seriously, Alice? Karaoke? I'm trying to stay incognito. I don't want anyone to recognize my voice," she muttered. The bartender appeared with her shot and set it down in front of her. Bella plastered a fake smile to him. "I'll take two more, and then I should be fine," she said to him, signaling to bring her more. The bartender looked at Alice, questioningly. Alice sighed and nodded to him. He turned and gathered up two more shots for Bella.

"I just wanted to try it one time," Alice muttered, sadly. "Can we just do one song?" she asked.

After a momentary debate with herself, Bella sighed. "Let me do these two shots, and then fine. But only one song. And then I'm going to dance a little more and go back to my apartment for my last night before we get this going"

The relief on Alice's face was immediate. "YAY," she exclaimed. "I'm going to request that we go next. So, drink up, babe," she smiled before gracefully sauntering to the DJ.

Bella sighed, praying that she wouldn't have to go into 'Izzy' mode for this. It always took a lot out of her to become her alter ego. The bartender placed her shots in front of her, and she downed them all back to back. She sighed, feeling the warmth returning to her stomach before she looked over and saw Alice waving her over.

She slipped off of her bar stool, attempting to place her feet down on the ground slowly, but gravity had other ideas. She instantly felt two hands grasp at her sides, catching her from her fall. The electricity ran throughout her body as she looked up, seeing his face. "Thank you," she muttered, placing her hand on his shoulder to steady herself.

"Do you got it?" he asked, looking her over before he began to remove his hands.

She nodded. "I get to go sing karaoke," she muttered, almost bitterly. "Thanks for the help," she said, moving her hand from his shoulder to cup his cheek with a small smile. She saw him lean into her touch very briefly before he straightened his back.

"Can you make it?" he asked, a smirk playing across his lips. She wanted nothing more than to kiss that smirk off of his mouth. 'Where the fuck did that come from?' she thought to herself.

"I'll be fine. Thank you, Edward," she said, smiling back at him. She looked down over her appearance and began to straighten her clothing. She saw a spot on her shirt, and brought it up, absentmindedly, hearing a gasp come from his throat. She smirked at his reaction.

Dropping her shirt back to its place, she took another confident step to him, bringing her mouth to his lips, pausing only a few centimeters away. "Oh, what I could do with you," she said, watching his eyes darken. Seeing his reaction, she smirked and turned away from him, sauntering confidently over to her best friend.

"What was that?" Alice asked as Bella came closer to her.

"Oh, just playing around with the tour mates," Bella answered, taking a step up to the small stage where her and Alice would be performing. "What are we singing, Alice?" she asked.

Her best friend didn't have time to answer, before Bella heard the all too familiar guitar chords come over the speakers. Bella's eyes widened and a smile played across her lips as she grabbed the microphone.

"I saw him dancin' there by the record machine.

I knew he must have been about seventeen.

The beat was going strong,

Playing my favorite song.

And I could tell it wouldn't be long, until he was with me, yeah me.

I could tell it wouldn't be long until he was with me, yeah me.

Singing, I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox, baby.

I love rock and roll

So come and take your time and dance with me.

Ow!"

Bella's hips swayed as she sang along with the lyrics, Alice singing right alongside her. They harmonized where necessary. Bella's eyes, however, were focused on Edward's face. He leaned against the bar, completely entranced by her. He had a lopsided grin playing across his lips.

"He smiled, so I got up and asked for his name

But that don't matter, he said, 'cause it's all the same.

He said 'can I take you home,

Where we can be alone?'

And next we were moving on, he was with me, yeah me.

Next we were moving on and he was with me, yeah me.

Singing, I love rock and roll

So put another dime in the jukebox, baby.

I love rock and roll,

Some come and take your time and dance with me."

She finished out the rest of the song, her eyes not leaving Edwards one time. Her heart fluttered as he watched her. When the song was over, the crowd cheered, and Edward brought his fingers up to his lips to whistle. She looked over at Alice, who had locked eyes with Edward's bandmate. 'Shit, what was his name? Emmett? No, that was the huge one. Oh fuck. Casper? No… JASPER!' she thought to herself, seeing how enamored Alice was with him already.

Bella leaned over and whispered, "Go talk to him, girl. He likes you. Maybe you can get lucky" into Alice's ear. Instantly, Alice's jaw dropped and she turned about 3 shades of red darker. Bella laughed and walked away, not paying attention to where she was stepping.

Upon colliding with another firm body in front of her, she instantly knew who it was. "Hi," she said before even lifting her eyes to look at his. Once she did, she knew she would be held there.

"Hi," he chuckled. "You know, I'm starting to think that you either are just really clumsy and need to be constantly supervised, or that you just like me saving you."

'A little of both,' she thought to herself, bringing her eyes to star into his, feeling the electricity from his touch. "You'll never know," she said quietly.

"I've never heard you sing music that wasn't yours, but you seemed completely different tonight than you do in your own music," he observed. They hadn't moved from their awkward stance, his hands on her hips, steading her unnecessarily, as she stood and looked up at him.

"That's because I wasn't 'Izzy' up there, I was just me," she admitted, sheepishly. After seeing the confused look on his face, she smiled. "Come on, let's take a walk. I need a cigarette," she admitted.

He nodded, and moved his hands from her hips to one hand on her elbow as he guided her towards the door.

Once they stepped outside, she grabbed her pack of cigarettes from her pocket, bringing one to her lips. Before she could grab her lighter, he had opened his, bringing the flame to the end of her cigarette. She sucked on her cancer stick to ignite the tobacco. After returning her pack to her pocket, she brought her hand up, grabbing the cigarette from her lips and inhaling the smoke into her lungs, seeing that he was doing the same. She nodded towards her right and began to walk. He walked with her and stared at her.

"'Izzy' is kind of my alter ego. In order for me to perform this type of music, I've found a character that helps me separate myself from the lyrics I'm singing. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy what I do, and I love my fans, but, I'm not really this whole, 'I-don't-give-a-shit-what-you-think' kind of girl. I'm actually very sensitive, even though I try not to be. That's why I tell everyone to call my 'Izzy' with the exception of people I consider friends," she explained, taking another drag from her cigarette before flicking off the excess ash.

He nodded, seeming to grasp the concept of what she was saying. "So, what kind of music would you prefer to sing?" he asked, genuinely curious.

The question caught her off guard. "Well, it's not really what I would prefer to sing. I love singing what I do, and I love getting to pretend to be that kind of person that doesn't give a shit, you know? I, truly, wish I could be that way," she answered.

He nodded at her, taking a drag of his cigarette as they continued to walk. "What kind of music do you listen to?" he asked next. She smiled over at him, wondering what was up with this inquisition.

"Well, I listen to a lot of things. I guess you could say, though, that my 'guilty pleasures' would be Celine, Whitney, josh Groban, Buble, Elton John, etcetera. I guess power ballads are kind of my thing," she giggled, shrugging. She took one last drag of her cigarette before throwing it down and stepping on it. He followed suit before turning to face her.

"What about you?" she asked. "What's your guilty pleasure?"

He smirked, bringing his eyes to peer into hers. "You," he answered simply.

She bit her lip as her heart began hammering in her chest as she stared into his eyes. Before she knew it, her back came into contact with the cement wall behind her, while his hands were on either side of her head, caging her in. He brought his lips to hers, hungrily, a low groan coming from his chest.

She froze for a moment. 'Just fucking kiss him, damnit,' she thought to herself. So she did. She brought her hands up to his shoulders. She slipped her fingers into his hair and lightly tugged as her mouth opened to his pleading tongue. She caressed his tongue with hers when she felt the rest of his body press against her.

"Feel what you do to me, Bella," he whispered gruffly, as he ground his hips against hers. She felt his very hard erection, and the wetness pooled in her underwear.

"I want you," she whispered in response before crashing her lips against his again.

-CFC-

They entered her apartment. She turned and locked the door behind her, then turned to find him launching himself at her. As her back collided with the door, she felt his lips crush against hers. She moaned into the kiss, running her fingers back to his hair. He grabbed her ass and began to lift her. She jumped slightly, and then wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his erection at her very needy center.

"Bedroom," he growled at her, his lips moving to her neck, nipping and licking at the skin.

"Over there," she moaned, extending her arm in the general direction of her bedroom. He carried her in there, his lips kissing up and down her neck and across her collar bone as his hands gripped onto her ass. She felt his knees collide with her bed as he dropped her. She giggled when she bounced on the bed. As he removed his shirt, allowing her to look over his very well sculpted chest.

She got up on her knees, pulling her own shirt off before she looked up at him. She reached her hands out towards him, undoing his belt and his jeans before she slipped her hand in. She felt his incredibly strained erection and bit on her bottom lip.

He groaned and leaned down, using his thumb to pull her lip free. "Baby, that's my job," he muttered, taking her bottom lip with his teeth, causing her to gasp. When he released her lip from his teeth, she leaned back onto the bed, bringing him with her. He brought his hands to her waist as he started to undo her pants, slipping them down her legs. Once he removed them, he threw them absent-mindedly across the room.

His eyes scanned over her almost naked body, appreciatively. "You're so fucking beautiful, Bella," he whispered before bringing his eyes up to look into hers.

She felt her heart continue to hammer in her chest, as she groaned. "Get naked. Now," she ordered as she began to slip her underwear off, and then her bra.

"Your wish is my command, baby," he removed his clothes quickly before grasping a condom from his back pocket. "Usually, I would do more than this, but I can see how fucking wet you are," he murmured, bringing his lips to hers.

"Just fuck me, Edward," she pleaded, wrapping her legs around him and pressing her very needy center against his firm erection.

He quickly slid on his condom before he leaned forward to look down at her. Resting his weight on his elbows, he brought one hand up to remove a stray hair from her face, placing a kiss on her lips. He inched into her, causing them both to groan into each other's mouths.

As he began his rhythm, he pulled back, moaning loudly. "Fuck, Bella, I forgot how fucking tight you are," he growled, picking up his pace.

She moaned in response, her back arching as she felt him stretching and filling her. He leaned back onto his haunches, grasping her hips and adjusting their position slightly. It was then that she felt him hit a spot that she had never felt before. His pace increased as he slammed into her, their skin making slapping noises.

"Oh fuck yeah, Edward, right there!" she yelled, meeting him thrust for thrust. He responded with a grunt as he continued to pound into her. She felt the pressure building and growing stronger.

All of the sudden, she was being ripped apart, piece by piece. She was flying, soaring, and screaming his name at the top of her lungs as she came around his member. He slammed into her 5 more times before releasing into the condom, groaning her name.

He collapsed on top of her, placing small kisses against her chest and her neck. "Fuck, baby, that felt so good," he groaned before he pulled out of her, earning a sigh from her. He quickly disposed of the condom before lying down next to her. He pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her.

She snuggled up to him, allowing herself to enjoy the high that she was coming down from. He placed a kiss to her hair, his hand rubbing up and down her spine.

"Sleep, beautiful Bella," he whispered as she yawned against his chest. She lifted her head up and looked at him, smiling.

"I think I will," she whispered back before placing one more chaste kiss to his kiss-swollen lips. She then nestled her head against his chest, sighing as sleep took her over.

-CFC-

AN: Alright, folks! The song she sang was "I Love Rock and Roll" by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts.

Also, I've been meaning to say this. The chapters are titled with song titles. To credit them, they are:

Young Volcanoes – Fall Out Boy

The Ballad of Mona Lisa – Panic! At The Disco

Collar Full – Panic! At the Disco

Let me know what you all think!