A/N: Well, I kinda left you hanging last week, so I'll let you get on with it. See you down below!

This story has an M rating for foul language and dirty deeds.

Stephenie Meyer is the Queen of the Twilight world and I'm just having some harmless fun with her characters.

Thanks to LovinRob and DannysMom for supporting my crazy ass. It means a whole heap to me.


Chapter 7 – Baby now get up on it

Right There
by Nicole Scherzinger ft. 50 Cent

Me like the way that you hold my body
Me like the way that you touch my body
Me like the way that you kiss my yeah yeah yeah yeah me like it
Me like the way that he put it on me
Me like the way that he push up on me
Me like the way that he goin' down down down down down
No you never gonna let no girl take him from me
Never gonna let no girl steal him form me
Never gonna let the girl keep the close now I tell'em eh eh don't too close now


Friday 9-10pm

She starts to slowly grind on my thigh. I slide my hands up her back and curl my fingers over her bare shoulders. Skin. I curve my back forward so that I can bury my face in her neck. I start to move with her. She moves her elbows up onto my shoulders and wraps her arms around my head, cradling my face into her neck.

I'm complex, difficult to understand
I don't know if me or just the makeup of a man
I wanna it in the morning
Right early I want it
I rise as the sunrise
Baby now get up on it
Give to me good
Shawty work it like it should
You follow instructions
Then I follow instructions
The ultimate seduction
More kissing and touching
Feels super natural
First chance I'm at you

As we sway to the seductive beat I move my arms down and wrap them around her middle. She's so tiny that my hands come all the way back around and I place them right under her breasts. I hear a small whimper escape her mouth. I can't help myself so I bite down lightly on her collarbone because it's just so damn sexy.

Come here baby and be my baby
And be my baby oh oh oh
Come here baby put your hands on my body
Hands on my body oh oh oh
Right there keep it right there
I love when you put it right there oh oh oh
Yeah yeah oh oh oh yeah

She moves her hands to my forearms and leans her head back to give me better access and I take full advantage and run my nose from one side to the other, rubbing my stubbled chin across the tops of her tits. She growls and brings herself back up. She has the sexiest look on her flushed face and she shoves her hands into my back pockets and pulls my hips closer to her. I'm sure she can feel the steel rod that is hiding underneath my jeans. I moan and she starts to grind harder onto my thigh and rubs her own thigh against my crotch.

I like the way that you talk dirty
Don't wash your mouth I like it dirty
You like to please yeah
I like that yeah yeah yeah yeah me like it
I like the way that you keep me coming
That yeah you so good you had me running
Me like the way that he goin' down down down down down
No I ain't never gonna let no girl take him from me
Never gonna let no girl steal him from me
Never gonna let the girl keep the close now I tell'em eh eh don't too close now

I quickly turn her around and grip her around her ribs. She moves her hands up behind her and wraps them around my neck. She arches her back which causes her ass to come in direct contact with my dick. I think I might die.

"You're so fucking sexy HB! You're killing me." I whisper into her ear before sucking the lobe into my mouth.

She grinds her ass back into me harder. I thrust forward and she moans. I place open mouthed kisses from her ear, down her jaw, down to her neck where I suck lightly on the muscle between her neck and shoulder. She tastes so fucking good. We continue to sway, and grind, and thrust. I'm aware that there are other people surrounding us on the dance floor, but as far as I'm concerned, we are the only 2 people in the room, shit, in the world right now.

"Fuck!" She says. "Touch me Wardo. Please."

She doesn't have to tell me twice. I take my left hand and I cross it up onto her right shoulder, right in between her tits. I lightly, gently run the tips of my fingers along the top of her corset and therefore the tops of her breasts too. She shivers and I swear I'm about to cream in my pants. I move my right hand down onto her thigh and start running my fingers along the hem of her shorts. Her skin is so fucking soft and silky. I dip my pointer and middle fingers under her shorts and run it along the smooth skin just where her thigh meets her center. God damn! Her breathing has picked up, as has mine.

I like it when you freaky
I'm freaky
I'll explore your body completely
Til you feel like you need me
Chest to chest
I reckon I get to kiss you in neck
Come correct to make a sweat
It's making us wet
Say my name, say my name
Positions we change
I ain't joking girl, I'm stroking
I ain't playing no games
Jackpot, backshot
Still roughly taken
My pleasure is pleasing you
You should feel the same too

I need to see her so I turn her back to me again. Her eyes are almost black with lust. I'm sure mine are the same. I reach down and hitch her leg up onto my hip and give a small thrust forward. I can't help the groan that comes out of my mouth. Bella runs her hands from my hips around to my ass, where she gives my cheeks a little squeeze, back around and up my stomach. She circles my nipples with her thumbs and gasps.

"What's this? You have your nipples pierced Edward?" she asks me in amazement.

"Yeah, does that bother you?" I hope not.

"Fuck me, hell no! I want to touch them." She smirks when I groan and my eyes roll back into my head. She moves her hands back down and starts to fiddle with the hem of my black tee shirt. She looks at me in question and I just nod. She moves her hands up underneath my tee shirt and across my stomach, tracing her fingers into each indentation of my abdominal muscles.

"Fuck!" we both say at the same time and then smile. She finally reaches my nipples and gives each barbell a small tug. I got them mostly for looks but they do have a certain pleasurable aspect to them as well.

"What color are they?" she asks.

"Blue." I tell her.

"Damn!" she whispers and then bites down on her bottom lip. She spins and tugs each of the barbells once more before dragging her fingers back down my stomach. She sticks her fingers into the waist of my jeans and the knuckle of her middle finger is brushing the head of my cock. I make a sound that resembles a drowning cat or something which just causes her to smirk at me.

Do we know how to work it?
You got that got that
Put it on you work it
You got that got that
Do you feel good for your let down good for you yeah
He got that got that
All my girls if you mad put it down let me hear you say yeah
All my girls if you mad put it down let me hear you say yeah
Do we work that like you like that?
When you got up on that you do you right back?
Say yeah all my girls say yeah

"Still want to kiss me Wardo?" she asks with her perfectly shaped eyebrow arched in question and a sexy smirk on her face that I just want suck off.

"Hell yes!" I say.

"Well lay it on me then big boy." she says as she pulls me closer to her by the waistband of my jeans. I reach my hand up underneath her hair and grip her neck. I bring my other hand up and cup her rosy hued cheek. I slowly lower my face towards hers and I rub my nose on hers and kiss it softly when I get close enough. I tilt to the left and place a small kiss on the corner of her lips, and then I tilt to the right and place a small kiss on that side as well. Then I go in for the kill. When my lips finally meet hers for the first time, I swear I hear angels singing and feel the earth tilt on its axis. Everything that's wrong in the world suddenly feels right. Her lips are soft and supple and they taste like banana cream pie.

I moan when I feel her warm little tongue trace my bottom lip. She whimpers when I open up for her and it's like something snaps inside her. Her hands fly to my head and she shoves her small fingers into my hair and tries to pull me impossibly closer to her. I grip her waist tightly and wrap my arms around her, lifting her up off the floor. We each tilt our heads to deepen the kiss and our tongues start a rhythmical dance with each other. She tastes like raspberries and I love me some raspberries so I suck her tongue into my mouth to get a better taste. I drop her back down to the floor and move both of my hands up to her face. I think we both realize at the same time that we are in the middle of a pretty crowded dance floor and should probably cool it. We both pull back a little bit, but I can't stop yet so I continue to lay small little chaste kisses all over her face, mostly concentrating on her lips. Bella starts to giggle so I look up at her and she has a radiant smile on her face and I'm sure I have one to match.

"Wow!" is the genius response that I have to that kiss.

"Yeah!" is hers. Not much better.

"Get a fucking room you pervs!" Riley says as he walks up with another Bomb Pop for Bella. I flip him off and give him my best pout since he did not bring me a drink.

"What about me Ri? Am I no longer your favorite?" I say, blinking my eyes rapidly and pushing my bottom lip out.

He stands behind Bella, effectively trapping her in between the two of us. She wraps her arms around my waist, fisting my shirt in the back and buries her face in the crook of my neck. Riley brings his right hand up on my shoulder and runs his finger over the shell of my ear, back and forth.

"You'll always be my favorite E-Baby. You know that. But Bellsy here ordered a drink before you guys started fucking on the dance floor. So, tell me what you want, besides into Bella's underoo's, and I'll get it for you. Kay, hot stuff?" Riley says.

Bella giggles and Riley laughs.

"Behave or I'll be forced to separate you two." I say sternly with a pointed look at Riley and a playful pinch to Bella's thigh.

"I'd like one of these." I say as I sip from the straw sticking out of Bella's drink.

"Sir, yes sir!" Riley says with a salute.

We decide to go check in with the others at our table. We get intercepted halfway there by Alice and Rosalie who whine and complain until Bella agrees to join them for a trip to the bathroom. I still, after 30 years, don't understand why girls insist on going to the bathroom in groups.

"Damn Wardo! I thought I was gonna get a free show there for a minute." Emmett booms out as I join them in the booth.

I just shrug and smile, because I can't seem to wipe that shit off my face.

"So…" Jasper asks while rolling his hands in a silent request for more information.

"So, we each agreed to get to know each other tonight and see where things go from there." I tell them.

"Well things seem to be going well so far." Emmett wags his eyebrows at me. He's such a tool sometimes.

"Well as much as I can't wait to fuck her, and I will fuck her, it's more than that with her. I want to know everything about her and I want to just hold her and talk to her and just be with her. Ya know?" I muse.

Emmett gags and calls me a pussy and Jasper tells me he understands 100%, as he felt the same way about Alice the day they met. So is he saying that Bella is my penguin, my soul mate? I've only known this girl for a few hours but I feel like something clicked into place inside of me when I first saw her. I don't want to use that clichéd saying of it being love at first sight, because I can't say that I love her, yet, but there is something there, something stronger than anything I've ever felt before, between us and I'll be damned if anything tries to come between us exploring that something.

It won't be without complications seeing as how I'm settled here in Phoenix and she's got her life back in San Diego. It's a pretty short trip back and forth, but my schedule is not consistent so set travel plans won't work for me. I don't really know what Bella's schedule is like; I would assume it's a Monday through Friday type gig. Just one of many things for us to figure out.

"What about you and Rosalie? You seemed pretty comfortable earlier. She hasn't slapped you yet, so that's a good sign." I chuckle. Emmett gets slapped more than any guy I've ever known.

"She gets me man. She likes my brash sense of humor because she is the same way. She's tall and blond and fucking beautiful and she doesn't take any of my shit. I'm in love dudes!" he confesses to Jasper and I. Whoa! I never thought I'd see the day where man whore Emmett Cullen said the "L" word towards something other than his dick.

"Say whaaaaaat? Emmett Cullen, in love? Has hell frozen over? Are pigs flying out of my ass? And who were you calling a pussy, pussy?" I laugh at him and give him a sideways fist punch to his shoulder.

"Fuck you Eddie!" he says; this being his typical response whenever I manage to hit a nerve.

"Drinks boys." Riley says as he comes over to the table carrying all of our drinks.

"What the fuck is that dude?" Emmett asks incredulously when Riley puts my drink in front of me.

"Don't diss the Bomb Pop, Ham. Try it, you'll be surprised. I guarantee it." Bella tells him as she plops herself onto the bench right next to me and immediately places her hand on my thigh. "Right, Wardo?"

"Definitely!" I say as I nuzzle her nose with an Eskimo kiss.

"Well I'm not drinking some girly, fruity shit. Not gonna happen bro. I'll stick to Modelo and Patron, thanks." Emmett huffs.

"Your loss." I say as I suck on the end of my straw.

"I've got something new for you to try tonight, and you're ALL going to try it." Riley says, looking at Emmett.

"What is it?" Alice asks excitedly. She always likes to experiment with weird drink combinations. Lush.

Riley returns with a tray covered with 6 lowball glasses filled with what appears to be orange juice and 6 shot glasses filled with a clear liquid.

"Presenting Riley's Dreamsicle." he says as he sets a glass in front of each of us.

"What's in it?" Jasper asks. We've already established that he doesn't do well with shots, even though this really isn't a shot per se.

"Don't worry Jizzper! You'll be fine with it. I'll tell you what it is after you try it and tell me what you think." Riley says.

I don't hesitate and neither does Bella, Rosalie or Alice. We all grab our glasses and take a big sip. Dang that's good. It was cold, smooth and creamy, a perfect blend of sweet and sour. Jasper and Emmett who were hesitant at first seem a bit more at ease after all of our moans of appreciation. Emmett is staring at Rosalie, whose eyes are closed and she's licking her lips and moaning, with a glazed over look on his face. He snatches up his glass and takes a tiny sip. His eyes widen in surprise.

"Holy shit Ri! This is fucking good!" he says in awe.

"I know!" Riley says with a smug grin and then he laughs, "Good Jizzy?"

We all look over at Jasper who has the glass tilted straight up over his mouth with his tongue in the glass trying to lap up every last drop.

"Dude, this is amazing! What the hell is in it?"

"It's orange-strawberry-pineapple juice with a shot each of Whipped Cream and Vanilla vodka." Riley tells us. "Now take the shot too." he says while handing each of us a shot glass.

We toast Riley and his excellent bartending skills and shoot it back, even Jasper. It's super sweet and makes me gag a little bit.

"Ughhh, gross! What was that?" I splutter out.

"Whipped cream flavored vodka E-Baby. Too sweet for my sweet?" he laughs at my pucker face. I can't help it that shit is way too sweet. I groan as Jasper orders us another round, shots included. Fuck it! I'll only be thirty once right? I swing my arm around Bella and kiss her shoulder with a smile. I raise the new shot glass to her and say "To us and the beginning of something great!" She responds in kind and we toss the shots back. Yuck!


A/N: Phew! I need to go write a lemon or find my husband or something.

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