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BPOV
I woke up the next morning with a headache. Not just any headache though, a colossal, monster, oh-my-god-I-need-coffee-and-a-burrito-right-now headache. My alarm clock read just after 11 AM, so I got out of bed and saw the blue vibrator sitting on my nightstand. I stared at it, horrified for a moment as the memories of the night before came back to me in a flood of vivid flashes. I groaned and picked up the offensive toy, throwing it back into my closet. I couldn't believe that PBW and I had actually had cyber sex last night. I knew the only reason that I had gone through with it was because I was so drunk the night before, otherwise I just definitely would have chickened out.
I slowly dragged my feet out of my bedroom and was assaulted by the smell of eggs and coffee coming from the kitchen. I wasn't sure if the smell was appealing or nauseating at the moment, but nevertheless I kept shuffling towards the kitchen, my slippers scraping lightly against the tile floor in the kitchen when I arrived.
"Good morning sunshine!" Alice beamed once I reached her standing over the stove.
"Uhhhh," was the only reply I could manage. Alice giggled at me and nodded her head over towards the kitchen table.
"There's a burrito and coffee from Common Grounds over on the kitchen table," Alice said, and as soon as I heard the words come out of her mouth I darted over to the table, desperate to feel the warm burn of the coffee in my throat.
"Thanks Al," I replied. I lifted the cardboard cup to my face and inhaled, smelling the mouth-watering latte before taking a sip of the delicious liquid and sitting down, grabbing my burrito, eager to stuff my face. I suddenly remembered all that had happened last night, including the fact that I had gloated to Alice and Rose that I had kissed Edward and vice versa. I didn't know if I should say something to Alice and my nerves got the best of me as I sat at the table, fingering the foil wrapping that was encasing my burrito.
"How are you feeling this morning? You were so drunk last night, Bella," Alice said with a small laugh as she turned the stove off and slid the eggs she had been cooking onto a plate. "How's the memory?"
I didn't know what to say. Did I really want them to know?
"Umm, a little hazy, actually," I lied, looking down at my coffee and taking another sip before peeling the foil off of my burrito. I was going to leave it up to Alice to say something about what I had told her and Rosalie the night before. If they wanted to discuss it, who was I to deny them? Although I would probably dodge almost every question and plead the fifth if I had to. I took a huge bite as I nodded my head at Alice when she sat down, unsure of how to continue the conversation.
Alice took a large bite of her eggs before she continued. "You told me and Rose that you and Edward kissed. Twice." Alice definitely did not beat around the bush. I didn't want to lie to her, so as much as I didn't want to, I told her about Edward and I… and the kissing.
"Well, I guess I wasn't expecting that," Alice said, finishing up her eggs. I took the last sip of my coffee and crumpled up the wrapper from my burrito, throwing it towards the garbage can. I groaned in frustration when I realized I had missed and I would still need to pick up the wrapper and put it in the garbage. "What are you guys going to do about it?"
"I have no idea, Alice. I know I don't want a relationship, but it's like… every time I get near him… I don't know how to explain it," I said hurriedly as I waved my arms in the air like a complete lunatic. Crazy party of one… right over here! I felt like my brain was all scrambled because I couldn't even figure out why I was physically attracted to someone. Life can never be simple, can it?
Nope.
"Oh, Bella, Bella. What are we going to do with you?" Alice questioned as she stood from the table and sauntered out of the kitchen, leaving me alone to drown in my own thoughts.
I don't even know what I am going to do with myself.
When I managed to get into the shower and then put on some decent clothes, I felt the tell-tale shakes begin again because I was officially craving more coffee. Even though I could always make some at the apartment, there were definitely certain benefits to going up the block to Common Grounds.
What? Their lattes are good. Plus, where else can you get one with all the extra foam? Plus there's all that fresh air. Yeah, that's right. I want to get some fresh air this morning, maybe even clear my head.
Oh, who the hell am I kidding? I was hoping to see Edward there.
Once I was dressed in a small pair of jean shorts and a black lacy tank top, paired with my favorite paint-splattered converse, I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and grabbed my cell phone. As if sensing that I had picked it up, the phone vibrated in my hands a few seconds later. It was a text from Edward.
Hope you made it home OK. Wanna meet for coffee? – E
I smiled, because I swear we had caffeine radar for each other's coffee addictions. How else could you explain the fact that we saw each other there every day? I quickly replied to his message and headed out the door.
Made it home just fine, thank you. I'm headed there now. See you in 10? – B
Sounds like a plan. – E
I walked into Common Grounds and ordered my Café Latte and sat down at a small table by the window. Not two minutes later, Edward walked in, smiled and waved at me before ordering his usual Espresso Macchiato. He sat down right across from me once the drink was in his hands.
"Hey," he said, albeit a little awkwardly. I guess I should have expected a little discomfort after what had happened last night, and suddenly I was overwhelmed with dread. I was afraid of what he wanted to say to me, about how he felt. Fuck, I was afraid of how I felt about him.
"Hey, Edward." I took a large gulp of my drink as he looked at me incredulously. I think I may have moaned out loud at the delicious taste of the hot coffee going down my throat. It was so freaking delicious, I couldn't help it. "What?" I asked, hoping that maybe by some long shot we could relieve the tension.
"Should I leave you two alone?" Edward asked with a chuckle as he motioned between me and the cup of coffee. God, his laugh was sexy. Shut up, Swan. Just. Friends. You can't let it go any farther than that. It is simply not an option.
"Hey, if I could make love to a hot beverage, this would be the one," I said nonchalantly as I held up the cardboard cup. Edward just laughed at me, shaking his head.
"I might like to see that, actually," he replied. I stuck my tongue out at him slightly and his smile faded as if he were concentrating on doing something as he stared at me.
"Whatever, coffee boy," I said, rolling my eyes before Edward spoke again.
"Bella?" he asked quietly.
"Edward?"
"I wanted to talk to you… about last night," he said as he looked down at his cup of coffee and took a sip. I did the same, simply because I didn't have any information to offer up on the subject. I really needed to straighten my feelings out, but being with Edward… it just felt so good that I never wanted to think about it. I just wanted to be with him. "I don't want it to get weird, because I like you, and I don't want to ruin the friendship that I have with you over a… over a kiss," he said as his eyebrows scrunched together.
I looked up at him and smiled, leaning my chin on my hand, which was resting on my cup. "Two kisses, actually," I said with a small giggle. Edward laughed along with me and as soon as that gorgeous smile broke across his equally beautiful face, I knew I needed to set some sort of rules between us. I didn't want to ruin our friendship by letting it get weird either, so I knew I had to tell him that we should just be friends. "Edward, last night, that kiss… it was wonderful. Both of them were, but I have to confess… I can't be in a relationship right now. It's a long story… but I just can't. I love being friends with you and I don't want to ruin it either." Especially with what was going on with PBW… whatever it was. I was getting confused, mostly because being with PBW was so easy almost like whatever was happening between us wasn't tangible at all.
My heart screamed at me the entire time I was speaking. It said 'Swan, you idiot. You like him and he likes you, just do it. Do. It,' but my head, my head was screaming out with reason, and reason said not to listen to my heart, no matter how tempting its words were. Not unless I wanted to get hurt.
Edward's face fell for a moment, and the he looked like he was concentrating again, so I sat there quietly and let him think. "I love being your friend, Bella. That is what's important to me."
"You're sweet, Cullen. Has anyone ever told you that?" A flow of air that was filled with a sense of relief escaped my lungs. I had never expected this conversation to go so well, but that feeling in my heart was still there, the one that wanted me to jump across the small table and kiss Edward senseless. The part of me that was now beginning to feel empty. I really needed to learn how to ignore that part if I was going to make this work.
We talked for a while after that, the conversation flowed so smoothly and effortlessly that I didn't realize that it was already two in the afternoon and Edward and I had been sitting in the coffee shop for two hours.
"Hey. It's nice outside," I said as I looked outside the large window and noticed that there wasn't a single cloud in the sky.
"Nice observation, Swan," Edward said as his gaze followed mine, out the window and up at the bright blue sky.
"We should go to the park," I said. Then an idea struck me. "We can go by my apartment and pick up my sketchbook. I always love sketching people in the park. What do you say, Cullen? Are you game?"
He looked at me for a moment and then smiled. "Only if I can bring my Nikon," he said as he held his camera up. I didn't even notice that he'd brought it with him, but then again, he always had some camera with him, so I shouldn't have been surprised. Edward reached his hand out for me to take and I took it without a second thought and we left Common Grounds, stopping first at my apartment to grab my sketchbook and some pencils.
Once Edward and I walked into the apartment, I was immediately relieved that Alice and Rosalie were both out, Rosalie was probably at work and Alice was most likely out somewhere sucking on Jasper's tongue or something lower even. While I was looking for my things in my art studio, I noticed Edward follow in behind me and begin looking through a pile of magazines that had been sitting on a table that was next to my easel for god knows how long.
"Bella, some of these subscriptions are from 2006," Edward said with a laugh.
"Hey, if that's a crack at my housekeeping skills... well then, okay," I said lamely as I took the magazines from his hands and tossed them in the garbage can. "Are you ready to go or would you like to inspect the rest of the place in search of some ancient artifacts?" I said as I put my hands on my hips, but couldn't help the smile that spread across my face as I looked at him.
"Come on, let's go," Edward said as he rolled his eyes at me and grabbed my hand again. We walked out the door and walked down to Washington Square Park, where I am sure we would fit right in, Edward with his camera and me with my sketchbook. There were always artists, college students and hippies just sitting in the park, simply relaxing and enjoying the great weather.
Edward and I found a small patch of grass in the middle of the tulips that I just could not pass by. "We have to sit here, Edward. Tulips are my favorite and now that I've seen a bunch of them, I have to sketch them," I said with an evil smile as I sat down, cross-legged on the grass. Edward took a few pictures of the people around us before sitting down next to me and looking over my shoulder at the flower I was sketching.
"That's beautiful, Bella," he commented as I darted my eyes towards him and grinned, without turning my head away from the sketch.
"Thanks," I said shyly. Only Edward could make me shy, which was rare, especially when I was drawing, or painting. I always held such a confident air while I was working, but with Edward near me, I felt so vulnerable and I wasn't sure if I liked that fact.
Edward and I sat in our patch of flowers, sketching and taking pictures. Every now and then I would look over at Edward taking pictures of the flowers. I loved the look of concentration that graced his face when he was taking photos. Particularly the way his tongue would sometimes stick out between his lips as he was trying to focus the picture.
After we had been doing that for a while, we drifted into a conversation that somehow led to us talking about the yoga classes that I had taken briefly last year.
"The headstand portion took a very ugly turn. The good thing was I brought the smug, blonde, pretzel chick down with me. I've since learned that I'm a bit too competitive for yoga," I said as Edward stared at me in disbelief.
"I would say so. I probably would have paid good money to see you take down some leggy blonde," he laughed. I let out a loud chuckle myself and we both fell silent for a moment after our laughter had died down.
I noticed that the sun was getting lower in the sky, so I lay down in the grass because I couldn't see a thing with the sun in my eyes since I didn't remember to bring my sunglasses. Edward lay down with me after a moment and we both just stared at the sky as he once again laced his fingers with mine, and I could not for the life of me find the will to pull away. I was on the verge of falling asleep before Edward interrupted the fluttering of my eyelids as his smooth voice broke through the haze I was in.
"Bella?" he asked quietly. "Wanna go back to my place and maybe watch a movie and order some food?" he asked, and his tone sounded completely innocent, like he was really just a guy who wanted to spend time with me. Nothing more and nothing less.
"Sure," I replied as we both sat up and I finally withdrew my hand from Edward's. I got up and wiped the grass that had gathered on my ass and picked up my sketchpad as Edward made sure he had his camera. We walked back under the giant Washington Square Park arch and headed towards Edward's apartment.
EPOV
When we walked in the door of my apartment, which Bella had never seen before, my nerves began to get the best of me, which shouldn't have happened. I'd kissed this girl, fantastically at that, on more than one occasion in fact. So why the hell were my nerves getting to me?
I thought back to our earlier conversation in the coffee shop about being friends. I wanted to be so much more than Bella's friend, but as I sat there and saw the look of sadness in her eyes as she explained her reluctance about being in a relationship, my resolve caved. I wanted to be in a relationship with Bella, or at the very least to work towards that, but I would never go against her wishes if it meant hurting her in the process.
"Did you want to order in? There's a fantastic little Thai place down on Houston..." I began to say as Bella interrupted me.
"Do you mean Maria's Thai House?" Bella questioned as we both broke out into laughter, familiar with the Thai restaurant run by a lovely Italian family. "Last year she offered me cannoli instead of the Po Hang I had ordered because she thought I needed to eat something than her Thai food once a week."
"She once sent me spaghetti & meatballs in place of my order. I enjoyed it nonetheless, but I was really feeling like Pad Thai that night," I joked as the tension in the room melted away. Bella joined me in the kitchen where I pulled out my trusty menu for Maria's and we went through it together, bent over my kitchen island. Bella kept pointing at different things that she wanted, but she couldn't make up her mind. Of course, I didn't mind her indecision because it afforded me a fantastic view of her tits down the front of her shirt. Hello white lace bra!
I felt my cock harden as Bella finally threw her hands down against the counter, startling me somewhat. "I think we should order the combination platter of appetizers, and I would like their Pad Woo Sen." I nodded casually as I grabbed the phone and called in our order, emphasizing to Maria that we actually wanted Thai food and not Italian. I heard her curse a little bit in the background, but laughed it off as I ordered my own meal of Pad Thai.
When I finally got off the phone, I found Bella walking around my living room checking out everything. Her hands moved reverently across the framed photos on my wall from my time out on Martha's Vineyard last year. There were different photos of the beach and the water, all in black and white, that I found enthralling at the time and decided to frame. "You're good."
"Yeah, all the women tell me that," I said with a slight smirk as she patted me on the shoulder and laughed.
"I meant the photos butt munch," she said amiably as I looked back up at them, suddenly seeing her and I in the beach shot. I shook the image from my head and tried to focus a bit. "You should do an exhibit or something."
"I'm not that good. I take better photos of people," I admitted as I entwined her fingers into mine and pulled her into my darkroom. I closed the door firmly behind us and turned off the light, my small red light in the room immediately coming on in its place, so I was able to see Bella a bit. She looked surprised when I showed her some of the things currently drying that I had done recently. "That's my cousin Tanya and her new husband Mike," I explained as I pointed to a picture Bella seemed really interested in and she moved her finger over the edge slowly. Her attention turned towards a photo I had of Angela and Ben on the wall and she smiled brightly at it.
"They look truly in love," she commented as I moved behind her, my cock practically against her ass. Was this against our newfound rules of being just friends?
"They are," I said honestly, as I felt Bella shiver as my breath swept across her neck. It was taking all of my willpower not to pull her small shorts off of her body and shove my cock inside of her, rules of friendship be damned.
"Edward," she breathed slowly as she turned around, her nipples hard against the confines of her shirt, and I raised my eyebrows at her curiosity. "Can you show me how to develop a photo?"
I was caught off guard by her request but thought it would be fun, so I grabbed the recently developed roll of film from my drying rack and showed her in detail how it was done. I prepped the negative and had Bella pick the size she wanted the photo to be, then focused the image and exposed the picture.
"Okay, now we just expose the photo for about ten seconds," I told her. Almost immediately after she nodded her head, I turned the exposure off and put the paper in the developer. "Now we put it in the developer for one minute," I said softly as I handed Bella half of the paper and guided her hands as we both placed it in the tray. My hands grazed hers as they lingered in the chemical for a moment. I fucking loved touching Bella.
"Now we put it in the stop bath for thirty seconds," I instructed again as we both lifted the paper and placed it in the next tray. "This stops the photo from developing too much." Bella nodded her head slowly as we both picked up the photo again and placed it in the next tray.
"This last one is called the fixer, which protects the image from being exposed to anymore light. It stays in here for five minutes," I said as I gazed into Bella's eyes. I felt the urge to kiss her, but resisted. I wanted to smudge that line we had drawn earlier today. No, what I really felt like doing was leaping over it. Screw the rules.
Twenty minutes later after rinsing the photo in water, Bella and I were looking at a black and white photo of the Chicago Skyline, hanging from my drying rack that I had taken while I was out of town.
"Edward, that is so beautiful," said Bella as she stared at the glimmering lights of the city, which the photo had captured.
"Thanks, I've done better. I'll have to show you how to develop a photo in color some other time," I said quietly. Bella looked at me and smiled.
"I'd like that." I heard someone buzzing in and figured that it must be the delivery guy, so I went to let him up.
We went out into the main room and as I paid for our food and Bella started to sort through my cabinets to find plates, glasses and cutlery. We settled ourselves on the floor of the living room and started to watch the 'Big Bang Theory' marathon that was on TBS, letting the annoying rants of Sheldon and crew fill the air around us. After we had finished, I did the only thing I could think of to keep the night going as long as possible. "Hey Bella, do you want something to drink? I have tequila, vodka, beer, a whole slew of other mixers…"
"Do you have lemons?" asked Bella, with her eyebrow quirked. I stood up from the floor, taking some of the dishes and take out containers with me. I rested them on the counter before I opened the fridge door and was blessed with a vision before me. Someone up there was looking out for me; there were lemons.
"Yep, there's lemons," I called back to the living room, as I grabbed them from the fridge and rested them on the counter. When I closed the door, Bella was beside me standing at my kitchen island, looking eager for me to bring out the booze.
"Okay, get the tequila and the salt and let's get down to business," laughed Bella as she threw the empty cartons from dinner into the trashcan and put our plates into the sink. When I pulled the bottle of tequila down from the cupboard and set it on the counter, Bella was quick to grab it and head back to the living room, getting settled on the couch.
I watched for a moment with awed fascination as Bella crossed and uncrossed her legs, attempting to get settled and I found myself having to hesitate as I felt my cock strain against the confines of my shorts. You'd think that because I jerked off last night with Penny and again this morning in the shower, reliving it all again, that I wouldn't be ready to go. But no, there he was, practically standing at attention. "Are you coming?" called Bella as I turned and grabbed a bowl, tossing the lemons in it as I then pulled out a cutting board and a knife. "Bring the salt and the shot glasses."
"You got it," I called back to her as I slowed my movements, desperately thinking about anything other than Bella or Penny, so that my cock would relax somewhat. When I was finally calm enough, I turned back towards the living room and found Bella removing her shoes, clearly getting comfortable.
"So I think we should make this a little more fun… a drinking game perhaps?" said Bella as she waved the bottle of tequila around a little bit, looking excited about the prospect of getting drunk as hell with me. I nodded my head slowly as Bella stood up and started looking through my DVD collection briefly, until she pulled out a case and tossed it to me. "We're playing the Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back Drinking Game."
"Excuse me?" I choked out as I looked at the case, and sure enough, there was my copy of Jay & Silent Bob. I slid in into my DVD player and got comfortable on the floor, sorting the lemons, shot glasses, salt and other things on the coffee table in front of us. "How does one play a drinking game to Jay & Silent Bob Strikes Back?"
"Simple," declared Bella, and I found myself wondering how many times she had played this before. "We set forth certain rules like 'any time there is a reference to any other Kevin Smith movie', we take a drink."
I was getting the hang of her original suggestion, so I made one as well. "Okay, how about 'any time there is a reference to any other movie' we take a drink?"
"See, you are getting the hang of this," declared Bella as she grabbed a pad of paper from my end table drawer, along with a pen, and we wrote down the ten rules we were going to enforce throughout the movie.
We were only forty five minutes and five shots each into the movie, when we decided to cut the rules down to only 5, otherwise we would be rushed to the hospital with alcohol poisoning. Bella and I slammed down our drinks onto the coffee table, both of us letting out a deep breath of relief. "Thank god we didn't choose to drink every time Jay said 'fuck,' right?" I laughed loudly, my volume control clearly being affected by the tequila coursing through my veins. Bella moved closer to me until her head was resting on my shoulder and I was about to push away the stray hairs that had fallen over her face, but she beat me to the punch.
"Did you know Rosa… Rosalie and Alice didn't believe me when I told them I kissed you last night?" Bella slurred slightly, as she turned her head and looked into my eyes. "I told them you were a good kisser and they thought I was blowing smoke up their asses."
"You think I'm a good kisser?" I asked incredulously, my voice echoing around the apartment and over the sound of the movie, which was suddenly the last thing from my mine. "Can I ask what about my kiss was good?"
"Everything," said Bella casually as her hand moved from resting on her leg to working its way along my arm, eventually entwining her fingers in mine. "You have long fingers. You know what they say about guys with long fingers right?"
"Big gloves?" I said with a shy smile as Bella shook her head quickly in the negative. "Do they get carpal tunnel easier?"
"No silly," said Bella as she patted my chest, her hand lingering for a moment before she moved closer still, her lips now right beside my ear as she began to whisper to me. "Guys with long fingers are good at finger fucking."
I spluttered nervously and choked slightly, unsure of how to respond to her statement after being caught off guard. "Oh, I didn't know that," I said awkwardly as Jay referenced Winnie the Pooh in the movie, catching Bella's attention.
"Time for another shot," she stated as she grabbed the salt from the table and grabbed me by the neck, pulling me closer to her before she licked me sensuously. "This time, it's body shots." Bella shook some salt against my neck where she had just licked as I nervously poured the shot for her. I watched slack jawed as she licked the salt from my neck, before drinking the shot greedily and sucking on the lemon fiercely. Fuck she was hot when she was drunk and emboldened. "Your turn babe. Where do you want to lick?"
How the fuck was I supposed to respond to that question without her storming out of the apartment? Umm… I'd like to lick every fucking inch of you, Bella, I kept thinking in my head, but I kept my mouth shut for a moment. "What about here?" asked Bella as she pulled down strap on her tank top, revealing her gorgeous looking collarbone to me.
"That's fine, but there's something I want to try," I said as I tentatively leaned down and licked her where she had suggested, shaking the salt out slowly against her creamy skin as she handed me the shot glass. I noticed a small gulp of nervousness come from Bella as she watched me lick her skin and then down the shot. As Bella handed me the lemon, I tapped her bottom lip, opening her mouth to me. I offered up the lemon, which she bit down on as I leaned in, cupping her cheek nervously. I felt the sting of the booze in my chest as I finally stopped being so chicken shit and kissed her again, sucking on the lemon fiercely as our lips met.
I pulled back nervously, taking the lemon with me and discarding it on the coffee table, watching with baited breath for some sort of response from Bella. What I got wasn't what I had expected, although with this girl, I should have known to expect the unexpected.
As Bella let out a small sigh, she suddenly straddled my lap, grabbing my face in her hands as she lowered her lips to mine again, aggressively moving our lips against each other as I groaned from the motions she was making against my now straining cock. My mind was working in overdrive, but I couldn't find it in me to care about anything at that moment other than how she was making me feel, which was simply fantastic. "Oh god you taste good, like tequila and fuck hot man," said Bella, making me moan in appreciation of both her words, and for the fact that her breasts were now pressed firmly against my chest.
"Oh fuck yes," I growled out as Bella pulled back slightly, looking at me with swollen lips and a look of absolute intensity in her eyes. "I have wanted you since the first time I saw you in the coffee shop, dressed like a complete fucking mess." I grabbed Bella's ass firmly in my hands, thanked the lord for whoever made the tiny shorts she was wearing and kissed her again, my tongue plunging into her mouth as though I was on some sort of expedition with Lewis & Clark.
When I pulled back from her, desperate for some air, I thought about Penny for a split second. How the fuck could I do this when Penny and I were doing… shit, what the fuck were we doing? It was just a few hours ago that Bella said she wanted to remain friends and now here she was, grinding on my cock and pulling her shirt off to reveal her lace-covered breasts to me.
Holy fuck, she's not wearing a shirt anymore.
"Are you alright Edward?" asked Bella anxiously, pulling me from my thoughts. How the fuck do I answer her?
"Umm… I'm fine. More than fine really," I stated as I gazed down, my eyes focusing on the most perfect set of tits I had ever seen in my entire life. "I'm probably going to regret saying this, but didn't you just want to be friends?"
"I don't know… all I know is that right now… I want you," said Bella quickly, her hands slowly moving underneath my t-shirt as she felt along my taut abs and up to my nipples, which she teased slightly before looking at me with a sad expression on her face. I suddenly tried to imagine how I would feel if I was in Penny's shoes; finding out that the guy she met online liked someone else and fucked her drunkenly one night, with the possibility of many more sexual escapades to come. I would be pissed, but really… what were Penny and I to each other? We were a friend, a confidant and an outlet for sexual release, but we had nothing set in stone. We were definitely not exclusive, and there was no way I was giving up the chance to be with Bella, someone I had dreamed about fucking since the first moment I met her.
Bella looked at me expectantly and I shook all other thoughts from my head. "Whatever you want Bella, that's what I want," I stated as I leaned forward and pulled her bottom lip into my mouth, sucking on it as my hands ghosted up her sides before finding purchase on her breasts, massaging them gently as she moaned from my touch. "What I really want right now, is you naked and in my bed."
Bella climbed from my lap and literally ran up the stairs to my room, with me following close behind her. As she walked into my room, I immediately regretted not cleaning up first, but then again, I wasn't expecting her to be in my room tonight, or any time soon for that matter. Bella laughed happily as she threw all the clothes from the bed onto the floor and then danced across my room confidently in just her shorts. Fuck, she was stunning as she gracefully unclasped her bra.
"This has to go," she stated somewhat loudly as she grabbed the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head swiftly and tossing it with the rest of the clothes onto the floor. I let out a gasp as she bent her head forward and began sucking on one of my nipples as both of her hands fumbled with the buttons on my shorts. Bella was certainly not wasting any time in getting me naked.
When Bella finally let go of my nipple, after one final bite, she began to tug my shorts and boxers down to my ankles, and I stepped out of them eagerly. "This is all a little one sided, don't you think?" I said as I quirked my eyebrow and looked down at Bella, who was still clad in her shorts. She pushed me back with one hand as she unbuttoned her jean shorts and turned around, shimmying them down her lean thighs as she was left standing in just her small boy shorts. "Those go too."
Bella was quick to follow my instructions and I stood there with my mouth wide open as she pulled them down her legs, bending at the waist and giving me a delicious view of her ass and her slit. I couldn't help myself as I dropped to my knees and shoved my face between her legs, spreading her open to me and licking her fiercely as she grabbed the bed in front of her.
"Oh. My. Fuck," she screamed out as my tongue slipped between her wet folds and I felt her body tense around me. Her legs quivered for a moment, but as I pulled away feeling slightly smug, Bella let out a small sigh. She bent down even further, gripping my sheets tightly in her hands.
"What were you saying about guys with long fingers?" I questioned with a grin as I let my index finger and thumb dance around her clit aimlessly for a minute. Bella was panting with desire and was apparently unable to form a coherent sentence thanks to my fingers. "What was it you said?" I repeated as Bella groaned as I pressed harder.
"They know how to finger fuck," she forced out as I shoved two fingers inside her wet pussy, pumping her furiously as she screamed out in pleasure again, her back arching slightly as I pressed my thumb against her clit, desperate to feel her come undone around me. "Oh fuck, I was right… you do know what you are doing."
Bella's words simply spurred me on and I couldn't help myself as I replaced my fingers with my tongue, wanting to taste her when she finally came. There was more panting and several screams of my name, which was the most erotic sounding thing in the world to me, until Bella cursed several times and came undone around my tongue and my thumb that had been rubbing her clit fiercely.
I leaned back on my heels, taking a moment to catch my breath, but Bella clearly had other things in mind. "Stroke your cock for me," she commanded and I did as she asked, taking one hand and wrapping it around my shaft, tugging lightly as Bella climbed onto the bed and watched me, her eyes filled with awe and raw desire.
I couldn't keep going for too long, knowing I would be desperate for release if she kept watching me, so I was relieved when Bella motioned with her hands for me to join her on the bed. "Lay down on your back," she said forcefully, and I found myself throbbing from her words. Bossy Bella was fucking hot as hell, I thought to myself as I did as she asked, laughing slightly when I noticed my cock was standing at full attention for her. "Where do you keep your condoms Edward?"
"Top drawer of the nightstand," I said anxiously as Bella reached over me, her breasts now in my face as I grabbed them and began sucking and massaging, while she struggled to get the tiny foil packet out of the drawer.
"Did you want to suck my breasts or fuck me Edward?" sighed Bella when she had finally grabbed the condom and was now leaning back against the bed.
"Can't I do both?" I asked with a small shrug of my shoulders as her eyes grew wide and she nodded her head eagerly.
"I like a man who can multi-task," Bella declared as she ripped open the package and sheathed my cock quickly, her touch making me ache even more. I watched with desperation running through my entire body as she straddled me and ground her wet folds against my hard cock, teasing herself slowly, until I grabbed her hips and slid her down onto me. Fuck, she was tight, hot and simply exquisite.
I wrapped my arms around Bella's waist and pulled her forward slightly, so that I could show some attention to her breasts as she rode me, her hips rising and falling slowly as she moved up and down on me. "Holy fuck," she cursed out, as I bit down gently on one of her nipples, while my hands gripped her ass, my hips forcing themselves up into her, trying to get as deep as I could. Being with Bella like this was better than I could have ever imagined, and trust me, I had imagined it dozens, if not hundreds of times, most of which involved me stroking myself to orgasm in my shower.
"You are so fucking tight Bella," I shouted loudly, my drunken ramblings most likely heard by the city block I lived in, but I didn't care. Our sex could be playing on CNN right now and I would still be trying to fuck her as hard as I could while she called out my name. "Lean back babe, grab my ankles."
Bella pulled back from me reluctantly, but did as I asked, curving her back slightly as she grabbed my calves instead, putting us into fabulous position for me to rub her clit and fuck her into oblivion. I thrust my hips up again as my thumb and forefinger found her clit, pinching and rubbing vigorously. "Oh fuck, you are so god damn deep Edward. Please don't stop," she called out, urging me to continue. "Never fucking stop."
Unfortunately for me, those words were my undoing and after two more thrusts I was coming inside of her as I pinched her clit. She began milking my cock for all it was worth, my name falling from her lips repeatedly, and so fucking sensually. Bella let out a deep breath as she leaned forward, her head falling against my chest as I watched her back rise and fall from our joint deep breathing.
I reached my hand up and slowly stroked her hair, reveling in the small contented sounds falling from her sweet lips. "I hope you won't think I'm too bold if I ask you to stay the night," I whispered quietly, as I wrapped my arms around her, tightening the hold I had on her. Bella shifted slightly, moving to my side, but never once making me let go of her.
"I don't think I could move if I wanted to," she stated breathlessly as I kissed her temple, desperate to feel close to her, my fingers still running through her hair slowly as she rested her head against my chest, her arm now draped over my bare chest. "But I do think you should pull some covers on us before I freeze to death."
"I think I can manage that," I said with a small laugh as I as grabbed the comforter that was now in a heap at the bottom of my bed and pulled it over us. We immediately resumed our position and I let out a small sigh of contentment, glad for once that I got drunk and had sex. I would have no regrets about this.
Or would I?
CPW: So, do you want to break the bad news or do I get the honor?
FLB11: It's not bad news you know.
CPW: Tell that to all of our readers who will be crushed to find out that for the next little while we won't be able to update on a weekly basis.
FLB11: Well you know what? I love our readers... but school is more important sometimes and with all my exams, papers and other stuff coming up, I would hate to disappoint them by not having a weekly update, so we're forgoing the update schedule for now.
CPW: This doesn't mean updates are on hold, they will still come, just not every Sunday, alrighty?
FLB11: I am also planning on finishing my solo story, Someone to Watch Over Me, after all of my exams, so expect a chapter perhaps this week and then more in the beginning of December!
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