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**Fair Warning** I have had to cut some of my lemony goodness due to all the deleting of some more well known fan fic's.
Chapter 12 ~ Exhibition & Disco Balls
We can be extraordinary together rather than ordinary apart.
~Unknown~
BPOV
Edward's fingers lock into my pants and he tears then down to my ankles. With a flip of his wrist, his zipper is down and he thrusts deep inside of me, sending an electric surge through all of my body.
A shiver comes over me as the cool night air whist across my naked lower half.
Thrusting in and out of me with an insatiable need, he adding biting hard on my neck, and my desire for him pushed me to scum almost immediately.
My attention tugging to the giggling, along with 'ohs' and 'ahs' I could hear coming from near us.
I open my eyes and look around to see a couple standing in the parking lot of this local donut shop, in utter awe of us.
"People are starring," I whisper into his ear. He becomes still inside of me.
Shit. Should I say something to them?
Is Edward gonna say something?
Be bold and wild, I think to myself.
Before I can say a word, Edward speaks. "Take a picture it'll last longer! Asshole!"
I burst out laughing, while the couple turns and leaves.
Even with the unwanted visitor's our fire and desire for one another out weighs being caught.
"All clear," I whisper, wanting him to continue.
He must feel the same way. He quickly thrusts into me, back and forth, this time much faster and deeper.
Hearing people periodically pass by us, Edward plunges faster into me. Knowing we are completely exposed makes the experience that much more erotic.
With a deep yearning, my need to release is close. I grab a handful of Edward's hair and bring his lips forcefully on to mine. Irresistibly I tangle my hands in his wonderful locks and dig my nails across his scalp.
His cock twitches inside of me and I know Edward is close too. I steadily and rhythmically move my hips in sync with his.
Unable to contain the intense passion we feel for each other, mingled with the excitement of our voyeuristic fucking, lips locked we moan together when our gratification releases into a mind blowing publicly displayed orgasm.
"Fuck Baby!" Edward exclaims loudly as he slowly pulls out of me.
I grab his jaw, and pull him into me and leave a sweet chaste kiss on his lips.
"I missed you, Bubba." I say.
"Bubba?" he questions zipping up his pants.
"Yep!" I state bending over pulling my pants up.
We both re-adjust ourselves and proceed to my truck to leave.
I turn the key and nothing happens.
"What the hell." I exasperate, climbing back out of the truck.
"Bella, we can walk back to your place it's not far," Edward states. Then he slides into the driver seat and pops my hood.
Figures...I thought my luck was beginning to change for the better since I met Edward. Well except for that little run in with Jake but that was sheer coincidence.
"Bella I can't fix your truck here. We'll have to get it towed to our shop." Edward states promptly and proceeds to call Emmett.
"Hey Bella's truck died," I hear him tell Emmett. "Local … donut shop 2 blocks down from her house." He adds.
Edward gets out of the truck and hands me the keys before closing the hood. I check to make sure the doors are locked.
"Damn man!" Edward balks back to whatever Emmett is saying.
While walking away from the truck he stops talking and is listening intently. Then he closes his phone and walks back for to me, resting his arm on the tail of my truck bed.
I wonder what all that was about. I hope he's not mad because my truck died. That's a silly reason to be upset.
"Em will be here in 15. Did you wanna go wait inside?" Edward asks while deeply exhaling.
"Nah, it's a beautiful night outside lets just sit on the tail gate." I say as I walk around to the gate and drop it down.
I hop on up and pat the spot next to me to have Edward join me, when I catch him smirking.
"What's so damn funny?" I ask.
"Do you realize how absolutely adorable you are?" He's showing me his sexy grin now.
Adorable! I scowl in my head, and give him my evil eye.
I haven't been called that since I was seven and Charlie was teaching me how to catch a fly ball in the outfield. I would always move in front of the ball being the scared cat I was. Then I would close my eyes and try to catch the ball. Never worked so well, but it always gave Charlie a good laugh.
"Umm...Thanks." I say finally, shrugging my shoulders.
Edward scoots up onto the tailgate. Like a hawk soaring through the sky stalking its next pray, every movement Edward make's is fierce yet graceful and eloquent. He stalked his pray and now he has captured me.
We make small talk for what seems like an hour. When I hear the roaring of a loud engine and humming tail pipes increasing as the sound becomes closer.
From around the corner I see a bright orange truck that looks like someone shot it with steroids. All of a sudden, I see bleach blond locks of hair streaming from the top of the cab.
"Holy Hell!"
"ROSE!" I shout popping off the tailgate, jumping up and down like a two year old who just got her favorite doll for Christmas.
I love tricked out cars and trucks. It's one of my secret passions. Looking back I remember, Eric actually got me into it, when he got home from school he used to work on his car stereo system and he really loves racing. Since I'm a girl, and his annoying little stepsister, he didn't want any part of me. Once he had graduated though, and I got my own car, I started racing. Not to blow smoke up my own ass (no pun intended) but I was, really, good.
The massive orange truck pulls to a screeching halt, literally 2 inches away from me. Rose jumps out and struts over to throw her tatted arms around me.
"Damn girl it's been too long," she says.
Rolling my eyes, "It's only been a couple of days, Sheesh!"
"Ya, ya. Ok. So sue me! Edward's not the only one who missed your punk ass!"
Just then, the most amazing thing I have ever seen rolls into my line of sight. It has a silver base, ultramarine, Mrz. blue barbed wire airbrushing, and an orange top, with matching lifts. "What I wouldn't give..."
"Here's your ride Bella." Edward interrupts my verbal thought, and points to the enormous Chevy truck pulling in.
This has to be a joke I stumble over my own thoughts. "Are you serious? … How did you? … Holy Shit!" I can't believe it.
I propel myself into his arms, "Edward Masen, I love you!" I pledge to him.
Attacking Edward with my whole body, I wrap my legs around him in a hurry placing my lips firmly on his, and plunging my tongue into his waiting mouth.
"Ha ha ha!" I hear Alice and Jasper snicker.
"Get it girl!" Rose exclaims.
"Damn Ed you gotta Vixen on your hands!" Emmett admits.
Edward pulls away from our embrace and looks excitedly into my eyes. "I had no idea you got off on big trucks."
"Are you kidding me, I love them!" I squeal back at him, while planting my feet back on the ground.
"Looks like I learned two new things about you today." he says smirking as he walks over to Emmett.
Outside of my fascination for big trucks, what other thing has he learned.
Just as I was about to ask, he answered my unspoken words. "Exhibitionist!"
I see Emmett's eyes whisk back and forth between Edward and me. I can feel the sudden explosion of magenta coloring on my cheeks as his words come back to me in my head 'Vixen'.
Hearing Emmett, in my head, calling me a vixen and watching him pull up in his truck was really, hot. Before I can react, my mind is already thinking it and my checks are already blushing again. At first glance, Emmett is dynamic looking, a bit over bearing if you will. His personality on the other hand speaks loads as to why he and Edward are best friends. In shock over my own betraying thoughts I take a deep sigh and move over the where the girls are.
~~~~!*&*!~~~~
While the boys load my truck onto the trailer, that somehow I hadn't noticed attached to Emmett's truck, Rose, Alice, and I stand beside my new ride.
It dawns on me I need to ask Alice why she didn't give my note to Edward. I want to ask her now, but I didn't want to come off like a bitch. I needed to know why all the dramatics were caused when all I did was move to a new house.
"Hey Ali, What happened to the note I left?" I try to sound sincere
I could see instantly from Alice and Rose's dumb founded looks they had no clue, what the hell, I was talking about.
"I left a note in the mail box for you to give to Edward explaining everything."
Rose and Alice look at each other and I can see Rose mouth the word 'Vic'.
Who, the hell, is Vic? I wonder. Oh that damn minx hussy. I'm ecstatic that I moved away from her poisonous drama!
I will do whatever it takes to keep Edward, mine. If this floozy wants a fight, a fight is what she will get. Victoria will rue the day she met me!
"Who's up for a game of midnight disco bowling?" Alice questions everyone, while bouncing over to Jasper's side.
The rest of the guys walk over to us. I can't help but notice, Emmett as he flings his arm around Rose's shoulder, "We're game!"
They all look at us because Edward hasn't chimed in our answer yet, and I will go wherever he is going.
"Pretty please Bella?" Alice whines at me, and Emmett cuts her off.
"Ed you can't keep this gorgeous creature locked up from the world. I know you just got her back, but man have some fun tonight then you can knock boots, do the horizontal mambo, whatever you want to call it later." Emmett pleads with Edward.
Did Emmett just call me a gorgeous creature right in front of Rose? He's asking for it now! I glance over at Rose and throw her a wink.
The fierce enchantress comes out in me. "Whatever I call it is something you wish you knew about and to be quite honest I would love to spank your ass in bowling!" I tag back to Emmett, not caring if Edward really wants to go or not.
"You're on baby!" Emmett rounds on me, and the game has begun.
Everyone stars laughing but Edward. Out of the corner of my eye I catch him throw a death ray glance at Emmett. Emmett smiles it off climbing up into his truck. Jasper throws me the keys to mine, and him Alice and Edward climb into their seats as I round the front to get in the driver seat.
I adjust my seat and turn the ignition. The engine blares to life. I notice Edward looks disturbed. I quickly recount everything, and no one said anything too much out of line, so really he has no reason to be upset. Unless...I snicker to myself. Is he jealous? He couldn't possible think...No!
I'm not going there. 'There' being that place don't own up to how they are really feeling inside. I have seen what happens, and frankly, I don't know what ran through Charlie's head that he thought he could make Renee settle down. She was always a free spirit. She thinks on the spur of the moment, never very reliable. A definite right brain personality. At the age of nine, my mother divorced my father for our next-door neighbor's lawn boy, who was only at best 28 at the time. I could never understand how someone could be so selfish and uncaring towards the one's they love. From that day on, I vowed never to do that to someone who I cared about, no matter what.
Trying to lighten Edward's tense mood in the truck, I turn on the radio. Flipping through station's I run across an old school jam from back in the 90's. Pony by Ginuwine.
"B turn that shit up!" Alice insists while shaking her petite hips in the back seat.
"That's my jam right there." Jasper says as he begins to mouth the words to the song.
Hearing them sing and dance together in my back seat, my face lights up like the Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center. I have to join in and sing too, plus it might lighten Edwards's mood.
I'm just a bachelor, I'm lookin' for a partner
Someone who knows how to ride without even fallin' off
Gotta be compatible takes me to my limits
Girl when I break you off, I promise that you won't wanna get off
I glance over at Edward and I can see the delight on his face returning.
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
Sittin' here flossin', peepin' your steelo
Just once if I have the chance, the things I would do to you
You and your body, every single portion
Send chills up and down your spine, juices flowin' down your thigh
Imagining the things, I am going to do to Edward sends a shiver to my nether lands.
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
If we're gonna get nasty baby
First we'll show and tell
Till I reach your pony tail
(Oh)
Lurk all over and through you baby
Until we reach the stream
You'll be on my jockey team
(Ooh)
Taking a quick peek in the rear view mirror all I see is Alice straddling Jasper. I giggle aloud and Edward glances over his shoulder. He laughs looking into my eye's with passion and he locks his hand into mine resting it on his thigh. He must be over his fussiness from before.
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
While slipping my hand from his, I glide it over the seat and across his thigh, straight into his crotch. He twitches a couple of times before give me the 'not now' look, and taking my hand into his again.
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
"Later Baby" Edward says rubbing our hands across his groin one more time, showing me just how engorged he is. How I lived without his massive cock for so long is beyond me.
Ride it
Ride it
"Yo, Kinka Perv's! We're here." I announce to Alice and Jasper as they are having a full make out session in the back seat, of my new truck.
I grab my license and money out of my purse stuffing it in my back pocket. If I take my purse I'll end up forgetting it or just losing it somewhere along the night, so I stash it under my seat. I step out of the truck on the side rail and hop down as I close the door behind me.
I turn around to walk to Edward's side when I collide right into him.
"Oops, sorry." I don't know why I'm apologizing but it seems rude not to.
Edward envelopes me within his arms, his hands squeezing my ass firmly. "Ah Baby Bells, no reason to apologize. You can run into me... anytime!" He declares pressing his lower region into me.
Motherfucker...he's still swollen.
"I don't mind taking care of this," I say shyly grabbing his Johnson, "I'm willing and always ready!" rubbing my twitchy palm up and down it.
"Do you have any idea of what you do to me?" he states all breathy, I can take him on the hood of this truck right now.
I grab his hand and force it down the front of my pants, guiding it to my heat. "I do and I feel the same!"
"Oh shit, he's got his hand down her pants already!" Emmett exclaims slapping his hand on Jasper's shoulder.
"Man you can be fuckin crude sometimes. Let's leave them alone and go get a lane." Jasper shakes his head at Emmett and turns towards the doors with Alice and Rose following.
Rose stops and calls to Emmett. "Monkey man, you coming?"
Edward slides his hand out of pants and readjusts himself.
"Yeah I'll be there in a minute." he calls back to Rose, walking over to us.
"Ed," he says bumping knuckles, "My bad about earlier man. You know I can get a little carried away."
"It's all good bro. Come on let's go disco bowl." Edward says as Emmett throws his muscle bound arm around Edward's neck, walking towards the bowling alley.
What. The. Fuck! ... Am I chopped liver? I throw up my arms exasperated.
At the same time that thought exits my head, Edward stops and turns around. Emmett darts off into the alley. Edward gives me a wink and nods his head for me to join him. I rush over to him and lock my hand in his as we walk up and into the alley together.
As we enter the bowling alley, I am bombarded with the smell of stale cigarette smoke, draft beer and a sickly aroma of feet. Walking to the shoe counter, I see on the right a large half-open room filled with people shooting pool, the bar and lounge area to the left and the lanes straight ahead. Too bad Alice didn't suggest playing pool, now there's a game I know, thanks to Renee.
I am suddenly drawn back to the shoe counter where a husky old balding man is leaning over the counter sucking on a toothpick.
Gross...
"What sizes?" He says with a baritone voice.
"10 for me and..." Edward stares at me. Of course, he doesn't know my shoes size. "Uh, 5 for me."
He set's both pairs of bowling shoe's on the counter and walks away into the bar.
"Well he was real freakin friendly," I giggle out as we search the lanes for our party.
Behind a, fairly, large group of bowlers I see a small hand with a pink glove waving back and forth.
"You have got to be fuckin kidding me!" I exclaim pointing in that direction.
"Ali loves to bowl, she's a freak about it." he pauses collecting his thoughts I assume "As a child our father would bring us to the bowling alley every Friday night and he would be in the bar or play pool with his buddies and he would leave us to bowl the night away. Some of the funniest times we had were in this alley, bowling til the owner closed the doors. Of course my mother would have to come get us because by that time my father was wasted beyond belief but..." Looking down, he fidgets with his shoes and looks back up with despair written on his face. "Yup, good times."
In the few short weeks, I have known Edward I have never once seen him fidget. I guess his father is a sore subject. Wondering why, will eat me alive, but I never want to see the look of despair on his perfect face again.
We reach Alice just as the alley announcer is coming on.
"Attention Bowlers, Disco Bowling will begin in 5 minutes"
I put my shoes on and Edward takes my hand so we can go pick out our balls for the night. Walking back, the lights dim to an almost faded black and the disco lights begin to shimmer through out the entire lanes.
When we reach our lanes, Alice is already walking up to the line in perfect stance on their lane. Ball sitting perfectly still on her fingers, she takes three steps towards the foul line, whipping her arm back she hurls the ball down the lane. Leaving her standing in what to me resembles a retarded ballerina stance, watching her hot pink ball smash right through the first pin. All the other pins cascading to follow suit, and they all fall down.
"STRIKE!" Alice shouts.
Everyone takes their turn, Emmett ends up with a spare, Jasper bowls a strike, and Edward picks up a strike. Poor Rose delivers a gutter ball.
Well at least I won't be the only one guttering their balls tonight. I laugh lightly to myself...guttering my balls.
"You're up B" Emmett states motioning towards the lane.
I don't know what I was thinking challenging Emmett to bowling. I haven't bowled in nearly nine years. Since after my parents divorced. Charlie joined a family oriented bowling league. I guess he thought it would be fun for father and daughter to go bowling but I knew Renee put him up to it due to my over whelming size at such a young age. Who was I kidding, I was a little 'chunk' back then.
You can do this Bella.
Stand a little to the left of the top pin.
As you release the ball, rotate your palm up.
Remember to follow thru.
Just as I was getting my stance, I felt Edward behind me. I turn and he isn't even touching me, weird.
"Tuck that sweet phat ass of mine in," he order's into my ear as he gently swats my ass. "Bowl! Then meet me by the restrooms." He whispers.
Trying to focus back on the pins, I take four steps towards the foul line flick my arm back and forth letting ball exit off my finger's bolting down the lane. Heading straight for the pins, I know damn well it'll be a Strike. I hold my stance for a mere second and turn to find the restrooms.
"I'll be back." I say fleeing towards the restrooms, when I hear the racket of my strike surprising everyone.
As I pass by the bar, I ask the lady hanging out the window for the restrooms. Pointing past the racks of balls, she motions that it's on the left across from lanes eleven and twelve.
I scurry past a large crowd of bowler's who reek of beer and sweat. As I approach the restrooms, I am taken back by the sight of a statuesque Edward leaning with arms folded across his chest against the wall starring with his, crystal, clear blue eyes filled with desire right at me.
I gasp and melt in my panties all at the same time.
He unfolds his arms and reaches his hand out for me. I take a few steps closer to him, I intertwine my hand with his, and he whisks me away through a wooden door, labeled Employee's Only.
In the pitch-black room, all I can sense is how close Edward is to me. He's lurking around me, like a tiger stalking its prey. My eyes begin to focus and I can make out his prudent figure now. Suddenly I am thrust up against the closed door, Edward's hand ravaging every inch of my body. His sweet moist lips trailing up and down my neck and across my collarbone. It sends my eyes rolling back into my head.
Knock Knock ...
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