Chapter 25
AN: Hello all! My apologies for the delay in posting this update…Real life has been kicking my butt. To make up for my long absence, you get two chapters again! Yay! I would like to send a special thank you to my beta KareBear1965. She is truly the greatest.
Beta'd by: KareBear1965
BPOV
Approximately two-hours later, Leah, Paul, and I were strapped into our seats aboard the plane, and we were taxing onto the runway. When I woke up this morning, never in my wildest dreams, would I have thought that, I would be sitting aboard Edward's private plane on my way back home to Forks. It was surreal, and it continuously blew my mind how quickly things change from one moment to the next; but such was life.
Our drive to the airport was somber and quiet. Collectively, none of us was truly ready to deal with what was to come; this sad reminder of our fragile mortality. Like most do when faced with such terrible circumstances, we had all prayed for a miracle; but in the end we all knew in our hearts that this outcome was inevitable. Aunt Char's battle was coming to an end, and Leah and Seth were about to suffer the horrific loss of the only parental figure that they had left in the world. If it was within my power, I would spare them the pain that they would soon face without hesitation. Unfortunately, there was nothing that I could do; except be there for them in whatever capacity that they needed me.
Although I hadn't known Aunt Char, as long as I would have liked to, much like how mine and Leah's friendship began, she and I had clicked instantly. We understood one another, and it was as if we were all cut from the same cloth. From that point on, this little family became an extended part of my own; and they have brought nothing but continued light into my life ever since.
When I called Leah earlier on my way home to inform her of our travel arrangements courtesy of Edward Cullen, she had a very difficult time believing me. I couldn't fault her for that, because I still found it hard to believe myself. However, the moment that they both walked out of their house upon my arrival, and saw the sleek black Mercedes Benz as well the driver waiting on the curb, their jaws hit the pavement. The look of sheer astonishment on their faces as the driver approached them to retrieve their bags, was comical to say the least.
For probably about the hundredth time since we boarded, my eyes traveled around the room in awe as I took in opulence of my surroundings. Cream leather seats, mahogany trimmings, and plush white carpet filled the entire cabin; which included a fully stocked bar, and a small bedroom as well. Everything was nothing short of the best, and I was once again completely floored by Edward's never-ending kindness and selfless consideration. I could feel the love that I had for him swell within my chest to the point of bursting. No matter what Edward's opinions were about his character, there was still goodness that shined through his fearsome exterior; a side that only the people whom he cared for were privy to seeing. I considered it to be an honor to be lumped into that category.
When I phoned my father on my way home to let him know that I would be coming home tonight, the sheer excitement within his voice tugged at my heartstrings, and filled me guilt. Charlie was my only real family, and it should not have taken such a sad event to bring me back home. This situation with Aunt Char reaffirmed that life was short, and that we needed to cherish the people that we love for as long as we had them. I vowed in that moment that I would make an effort to see him more often than I did, and that was a promise that I intended to keep.
Once we reached our altitude, and the fasten seat belt lights went off; the stewardess approached us and asked if we wanted anything to drink. After we all requested water, Leah unsnapped her seatbelt and slowly climbed onto Paul's lap. I watched with sadness as she cried quietly into the crook of his neck for a while, before she finally succumbed to sleep.
"I've been dreading this for a long time now," Paul whispered as he lovingly stroked her hair.
"So have I," I said sadly. "Aunt Char has been so strong through it all that, I began to think that perhaps she might beat this; but that was a fool's hope I guess."
"I think that we all did…I just wish that I knew what I'm meant to do, Bella. I don't know how to help her." Paul whispered desperately.
"You're helping her by doing what you are doing right now; by being there for her no matter what."
"Really? That's it?" Paul asked adorably. There was no question in my mind that Leah was his life, and the sun rose and set with her.
"That's all any of us can really do now." I said as I sat back and closed my eyes. We both went silent for a while before Paul spoke up again.
"On a lighter note, I'm assuming that when the time is appropriate, you will explain that rather large hickey on your neck." Paul said casually, and my eyes shot open.
"What!?" I exclaimed quietly before I quickly leapt from my seat, and ran the short distance to the bathroom. I stared into the mirror at the angry red mark on my neck in disbelief, before recalling the precise moment that it must have happened. While blushing profusely, my eyes closed as I brought my fingers up to my neck. The memory of mine and Edward's passionate embrace flashed before my eyes. My God! Never before had I experienced such hunger and raw desperation with another person. I longed to know how our night would have progressed had we not been interrupted. The possibilities were endless, but unfortunately it just wasn't meant to be. I shook myself out of the memory, and splashed some cold water onto my over-heated face. Once I dried myself with a hand towel, I walked back out into the cabin and plopped down onto my seat.
"So, someone was having a very eventful evening. Care to share the identity of the other party that was involved, or shall I guess?" Paul asked knowingly and heat suffused my face once again. I usually had no problem with telling Paul and Leah my most intimate secrets, but surprisingly enough I felt that it was too personal for me to share. So I decided that it would be best to excuse myself.
"Not this time, Paul…It's been a long day, and I'm completely exhausted. I'm going to go and lay down for a bit. Have the stewardess come and get me when we are close to landing," I mumbled as I stood up and walked towards the bedroom. Thankfully, Paul didn't press me any further on the issue. Suddenly, I heard him snigger from where he was seated.
"I wonder how poor Charlie is going to react when he sees that," Paul said quietly as I quickened my strides and entered the bedroom. I closed the door behind me with a huff. Unlike Paul, I didn't find any of this even remotely funny.
"Asshole," I muttered to myself as I walked over and threw myself onto the comfortable bed.
As I lay there, I replayed the events of my dinner with Edward over and over again. I was no closer to understanding how things had escalated the way that they had between us. One moment we were engaged in a heated discussion, and in the blink of an eye, we were practically ripping each other's clothes off. The image of my ruined panties as they dangled from Edward's finger flashed before my eyes. Wetness began to pool between my thighs, and it was then that I realized that I never did anything about my panty-less state. In my rush to pack, it never even crossed my mind to put on a new pair. I was definitely regretting that oversight presently.
It was truly unnerving how close Edward, and I came to crossing a line for which there was no return, and I knew that would have been a very bad thing. Yet, the distinct sting of disappointment that I felt over the interruption was far too intense for me to overlook. Coming so close to having something that you've fantasized and obsessed over endlessly for so long, only to have it halted by unforeseen events was truly a very hard pill for me to swallow. The fact of the matter was that I loved him, and I wanted nothing more than to give myself over to my feelings completely. But at the same time, I knew that had things gone any further than they had, it would have been a catastrophic mistake.
There were still so many things that I needed to share with Edward about myself; things that he needed to know before we went down that road together. What I disclosed tonight was an earful to say the least; but even that massive amount of information about the night of the break-up, was still only half of the story. My mind drifted back to the night in question with a heavy sigh.
Flashback
After Jake finally walked out, I noticed that the girl was approaching my front door to leave as well. Oddly enough, I didn't want her to go. I wanted the opportunity to talk to her some more, and I knew that this might be the only opportunity that I might have to do so. After what just took place, contacting Jake to request her contact information was an absolute no. If I never saw him again, it would still be too soon. So, just as she made it to the door, I closed it quickly, and stepped in front of it blocking her escape.
"Wha-What are you doing?" She asked nervously. "I know that this whole situation is unbelievably fucked up, but I honestly didn't mean to hurt you! Please don't do anything that you are going to later regret!" Tears were still running down her face in a steady stream. She looked so totally destroyed, that it was heartbreaking.
"Look, I don't want to hurt you; I just want to talk to you some more. Please, I would really appreciate it if you stayed a while," I said. The girl gave me a long considering look, before releasing a long breath that I didn't know that she was holding.
"Alright," she acquiesced. "I guess that I can understand that to a certain degree."
"Thank you…I have an extra toothbrush in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. If you want, you can brush your teeth. Believe me, I know your pain all too well," I said with a roll of my eyes and her lips twitched before she finally showed me a genuine smile.
"Yeah, even the soda that you gave me didn't help much. So, that would be perfect. Thank you." She whispered. Before I had a chance to direct her as to where to go, the girl walked past me down the hallway, and into the bathroom before she closed the door behind her. I was taken aback at first, but then I quickly remembered that she was probably just as familiar with my home as I was. My body flushed with the heat of my anger and disgust.
"My God, that motherfucker," I whispered angrily as I rubbed my hand across my face, as I pictured him having her all over my house.
As I thought about everything that had come to light tonight; especially her version of some of the events I was completely overwhelmed. More than that, I still couldn't believe that she did all those things for Jacob considering the way that he treated her. But then I began to suspect that maybe her love for him blinded her to the harsh realities of their bad relationship. Perhaps, this was how normal people felt about their first loves; that they would do anything in the world for them, even at the risk of their own happiness. Although I did love Jake as a friend, my feelings for him were not to the point where I would ever put up with that type of behavior. Not in a million-fucking-years!
As I walked back into the living room, the realization that my relationship with Jacob was officially over, hit me full force. After taking a deep cleansing breath and releasing it, almost instantly I felt this huge burst of energy. I felt lighter, and an overwhelming sense of freedom quickly overcame me.
No longer did I have to consider anyone else's feelings more so than my own; but most importantly of all, I no longer had to pretend! For the first time in a long time, I actually felt happy, and I wanted to shout my relief from the fucking mountain tops! But these feelings only served to further spark my confusion. Why did I feel this way, when I'd in essence, lost my only friend in the world? That thought sobered me a bit, but not as much as it should have.
I didn't give myself time to dwell on that reality, as my mind went back to the girl who was currently in my bathroom. How on earth was it possible for someone who's as beautiful as she was, to have such low self-esteem? The fact that she willingly allowed herself to be used in such a way by that asshole was inconceivable to me. I didn't have another moment to contemplate as she finally emerged from the bathroom and stood in the living room.
"Thanks for the tooth brush," she said still holding on to it as she awkwardly shifted from foot to foot. "There wasn't a trashcan in there, so I didn't know what to do with this."
"Oh, I'm sorry about that. I'll get rid of it for you. Please, sit down and make yourself comfortable." I said as I retrieved the toothbrush from her, and walked into the kitchen to discard it. When I returned, I found the girl sitting on the couch. I quickly took a seat next to her, and angled my body so that I could face her. She mirrored my position.
"I want you to know how sorry I am about Jake. I swear that he never once mentioned anything about you to me. Things between us just happened that first time; but had I known about you, I never would have touched him as he said."
"I know that now," she whispered. "My God, I'm so fucking pathetic! I should have known that I couldn't believe a word that he said!"
"I feel the same exact way." I said. How on earth had I not seen this in him?
"I really thought that he cared about me," the girl said, "so much so that I thought that if I did what he wanted that he would love me. What the fuck was I thinking?"
"I imagine that you wouldn't be the first woman to resort to drastic measures in an attempt to hold on to the person that they love; nor will you be the last, I'm sure. So don't beat yourself up too much." I said. She didn't respond at first, all that she did was look at me incredulously.
"How can I not? It's like you said; I was his sex slave, and it didn't even mean anything to him except getting back at you and getting his jollies from me." She said as she buried her face into her hands, and broke down into sobs once more.
My heart sank into my stomach as I watched her. I genuinely felt for her in ways that I didn't understand. Although I couldn't relate to the abuse that she suffered at his hands; I still felt like she was a kindred spirit somehow. She knew Jacob for the monster that he was, and stuck with him because she loved him.
To my own complete shock, I scooted closer to her and wrapped my arms around her. I hugged her to me as she cried into my shirt. It was unbelievable to me that I was actually comforting the woman whom I caught red-handedly sucking my ex-boyfriend's cock in my own home. And sucking it well, I might add! How he still had any skin left on it was beyond me.
Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with me?
My train of thought was just further proof, of how little I cared about our romantic relationship. How on earth did I ever think that I could make a relationship with him work under these circumstances?
"How are you able to even look at me without being disgusted or wanting to tear my hair out?" She asked from my shoulder.
"What real reason would there be for me to be disgusted with you? The only people that I am disgusted with; is Jacob for what he's done to both of us, and myself for being so blind. I'm so sorry that my selfishness brought you so much pain." I said sincerely. The girl tilted her head up and looked at me. Okay seriously, what the fuck was wrong with me comforting my ex-boyfriend's side piece? I thought. I think that I've totally lost my mind!
"I hope that you realize that was all bullshit. You were in no way to blame for what he did to me. It's who he is. Besides, if I was more secure in myself, I wouldn't have been in this position at all."
"But why is that?" I asked without thinking.
"Why is what?" The girl asked in confusion.
"Why on earth are you insecure? I mean, you have to know how gorgeous you are. Jake even said that you could have any man whom you wanted. Why would you settle for someone who didn't appreciate you?"
"When you lose so much, you start to think that perhaps you deserve all of the bad things, and the bad people that come your way. At least, they don't leave as easily," she said sadly before she rested her head back onto my shoulder. That was probably one of the saddest statements that I'd ever heard. No matter how untrue I knew them to be, I still understood where she was coming from.
"Now let me turn your words back on you that you just said to me a minute ago. 'You do realize that's bullshit, right?'" I asked. Her head still rested against my shoulder.
"Is it?" She replied with incredible sadness.
"Yes, it is. If you were on the outside looking in, and someone else was in your shoes; would you still question what I've said?" I asked. She thought for a few seconds before she finally shook her head.
"That's right. No one deserves what Jacob put you through. Do you hear me? No one!"
"Maybe you're right…" The girl said, still slightly unsure.
"Of course, I'm right!" I said vehemently. We were both quiet for a few minutes. Her head was still resting on my shoulder.
"So, you were seeing other guys before you agreed to be with him?" It would seem that she also had questions of her own for me.
"Yes, there were a couple, and he knew about them. It really upset him, and I think that's what forced him to come clean with me about his feelings. He thought that I had the same arrangement with all of the guys whom I went out with. But there was only one guy whom I was with in that way and it only happened once. I only continued to mess around with Jake, because I thought that he didn't have anyone. I didn't want to just cut him off and leave him sexually frustrated. I knew firsthand what that felt like, but it was all for nothing though. In the end, he didn't deserve my consideration or my loyalty. I wasn't lying when I said that I was faithful once we were in a relationship," I said. The girl pulled back and looked up at me.
"Well, then that makes one of us; because as much as I loved him, I wasn't faithful. I think that knowledge is the only thing that is keeping me from losing my mind." The girl said, and my eyes widened.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes I am…There was someone else; someone from long before I met Jake, who no matter how hard I tried walk away from; I just couldn't." She said with wistfully. I could tell just from her tone that, whoever this person was meant a lot to her.
"And you chose Jake over him?" I asked incredulously.
"No, it's more complicated than that. He has always been special to me, and I knew that something more than friendship was there; but before we could really explore it his family moved away. He tried to keep in touch with me. He emailed me constantly, and even sent me written letters. But I thought that it was only a matter of time before someone else came along, and I'd be cast aside. So stupidly I tried to break all contact with him, and move on before the inevitable happened. I met Jake shortly afterwards."
"What happened to him?" I asked intrigued.
"Amazingly, he's still around. He's one stubborn man, I tell you! He adamantly refused to give up on me. Even after I blew him off, he still continued to write and email me; even though I wouldn't write him back. The moment that he turned eight-teen he left his parents, and moved back to La Push to live with his uncle just so that he could be close to me. By then though, I was with Jake."
"Our friendship picked back up as if we were never apart, and one thing led to another, and…we took things to the next level physically. I never could keep a secret from him, and I especially couldn't hide the bruises on my body. So, I told him what was happening to me. I'd never before seen him so angry. Before he could retaliate, I gave him an ultimatum though. I told him that if he interfered, that I would never speak to him again. He reluctantly agreed to my terms, and he was the one who always took care of me whenever Jake was violent. I could see the difference as clear as day between the two of them, but I was too fucked up and enamored by Jake to walk away. I couldn't accept his unconditional love because I never thought that I deserved it; yet at the same time, I couldn't let him go. God, I've put him through so much! He deserves so much better."
"But what if he doesn't want better?" I asked perplexed. "What if he just wants you and everything that comes along with it? Clearly, it's not too late; you can change things now can't you?"
"I suppose so." She said.
"Of course you can!" I said with excitement. I turned and stood up on my knees on the couch.
"Think about it! After all of these years, we are finally free of Jake! I don't know about you, but this is finally my time to be happy! It could be yours too if you try! So get out there woman, and take a chance!" My energy must have been contagious, because the girl sat up with a wide smile and wiped the tears from her face.
"You know what? You're right! Fuck this! I'm tired of being miserable! For once, I'm going to work at being happy!" The girl said with excitement, which pumped me up even more.
"You see, now your shit is coming out!" I said with unmasked glee. "That's what I'm talking about! Now, considering what we've both been through tonight, I think that we deserve a drink to sooth our rattled nerves. What do you say?"
"I say, hell yes! What have you got?" The girl asked eagerly. Within the next two hours, we went through a full bottle of Patron, and we were both drunk off our asses. Joking and giggling on the couch like a couple of school girls. I was truly amazed by how totally and utterly comfortable I was with her, and I felt like I had known her for years. At some point, the girl's head was resting on my chest; when suddenly she lifted her head and looked at me with a mischievous expression.
"Did you really only go after Jake because you wanted regular release?" She asked. As unbelievable as it was to me, I wasn't the least bit uncomfortable answering her. Hmm…It must be the alcohol.
"Well…Yes…" I said guiltily. "Honestly, I was lonely and he was there. My father was very strict, and most guys were terrified of him as you probably know. Jake was liked and trusted implicitly so it was easy access, and I took full advantage of that. I was so bad!" I said with a drunken laugh. "I used to give Jake blowjobs in our kitchen sometimes, while my father was in the living room watching TV."
"Hmpf! That sounds about right. Jake always loved the 'kitchen action'!" The girl slurred out with a laugh.
"You know; I actually preferred that BJ's happened there because things to kill his horrid taste were within immediate reach. Good lord, I wanted to throw up that first time in the woods, but I somehow held it together. From then on whenever we were together my pockets and purse were filled with candy!"
"Well, you're stronger than me, because I actually DID throw up the first time!"
"You're kidding!" I said as I laughed.
"Nope…I'm serious as a heart attack! I puked all over the front of that fucker's jeans! Jake was so mortified and insulted that that his eyes got watery. I thought he was going to cry!" We both exploded with laughter to the point where tears were coming out of our eyes.
"Oh my God," she said through her laughter." I always wondered if it was his diet that caused the problem, or if it was just natural for him!"
"I have no idea!" I said through my labored breaths. "All I know is that I started buying Big-Red gum and Tic-Tac's as if I was stocking a convenience store! I have those motherfuckers stashed all over this house for easy access!" I said.
"Noooo! You can't be serious!" The girl said as she struggled to breath. I then proceeded to stick my hand between the cushions of the couch. When I raised it, I was holding the packet of Tic-Tacs that I had stashed there. I even lifted the decorations on my side table to reveal the sticks of gum that I had stashed there as well. At that point, we were both in complete hysterics, and the girl's head fell back against my shoulder. After our laughter died down, we continued our conversation.
"I have a confession to make," she said sheepishly.
"Oh, God! What now?" I asked warily. I didn't think that I could deal with anymore confessions tonight.
"I watched you give Jake a blowjob once," the girl said, and my eyes widened in disbelief. "It was before he made me watch you guys fuck for the first time. I wanted to see what he claimed to be 'the best head that he's ever gotten'. I have to admit that I was very impressed. You can't imagine how jealous I was of you after that." Leah said with a sly smile and a shake of her head.
"Oh, well thanks a lot. I appreciate that." Huh? "It's one of my favorite things to do. I must say that you are really awesome at it too."
Seriously…What the fuck was I saying?
"He saw me while he was finishing tonight, and you weakened him so much that the fucker couldn't even stop you. It takes true artistry to achieve that." Were we really complimenting each other's oral skills? Either the alcohol was seriously affecting us, or we were both seriously sick individuals to sit here, and give each other props on giving head after such a fucked-up experience. Yes, I think I've definitely lost my mind and perhaps she has too!
"Thanks. Lord knows he gave me plenty of practice. I was always amazed at how often he would get hard," she said.
"I know! He was like a walking energizer battery that kept going and going," I said. I started picturing her pleasuring him and shockingly; I found myself becoming aroused. What the fuck was that about? I began to think that perhaps my feelings stemmed from witnessing live sex for the first time. I've always been a very sexual person, so it would make sense. Yes, that must be it.
"Very true…That fucker's mouth was amazing too! Tonight was the last time that he will ever touch me, but I can honestly say that I will miss his skills," she said huskily. "A small part of me wishes that I could have gotten one last cunnilingus session with him before I found out about all of this. No offense, Bella."
"None, taken," I said casually. "I feel the same way and what's worse is that I don't even have any other prospects either, unlike you. You lucky biatch!"
Her head slid down onto my chest, and I could feel her warm breaths whisper against my nipple every time she exhaled. It hardened to the point of pain, and all I could do was sit there in utter fucking confusion. She shifted her head slightly against my breast, and I actually fucking shuddered.
Am I really this turned on right now? She must have felt it because she immediately responded.
"I'm sorry Bella if I'm making you uncomfortable," she said making no attempt to move, "you're just so warm and comfy."
"Umm…It's alright."
"I recently had a fight with my other guy over my obsession with Jake, and he's not speaking to me at the moment. So I will more than likely be in the same boat as you sexually until I can convince him to forgive me. I want to do right by him, so I am not going to push him for sex right away. In the meantime, I could technically lean on one of my girlfriends to get me through the difficult times ahead," she said casually. Say what?
"I'm sorry; I must not have heard you correctly. Can you repeat that?"
"You weren't hearing things. I told you that I wasn't faithful. In fact, I've been with quite a few women sexually multiple times. I actually prefer men the most, but in the end when you need to come, tongue is tongue, right?"
"I-I," I stuttered but she continued on.
"Mmm, let me tell you," she said huskily, "the women that I've been with give Jake a run for his money. It's too bad that I can't be with women exclusively because it would have made things so much easier; but I just love cock too much to give it up completely. I guess one could say that I'm bi-sexual, but I don't know if that is the appropriate term because could live without women if I had to. I do not feel that way about men," she said.
"Wow, I've never met anyone who openly admitted that to me before." No one in their right mind in Forks would ever speak so openly about their sexual preferences.
"You'd be surprised. It happened the first time a few years ago, after a pretty bad altercation with Jacob. Thankfully, he wasn't physically violent that time, but he was extremely verbally abusive. I was pretty depressed, and my guy hadn't come back yet; so my friends insisted that we go out to take my mind off things. By the end of the night, we were all was wasted and I was in absolutely no condition to drive, so I just passed out on their couch. I don't know how long I was out, but I started feeling something very pleasurable that woke me out of my sleep. When I looked down, my friend's head was buried between my thighs going for broke."
"Oh my God," I exclaimed with wide eyes.
"I had never done anything like that before, so my first thought was to push her away. I actually even attempted to, but then she did this trick with her tongue and mmm… It worked because, I finally gave up completely and just let it happen. I came so hard that I almost passed out."
"You didn't feel taken advantage of afterwards?" I asked, truly curious now.
"Yeah, I did actually. After I came, she lifted her head from me and licked my wetness from her lips. She just smiled at my shocked expression, stood up and went back to into her bedroom as if nothing happened. I laid there just as she left me; bewildered by my conflicting emotions. I was appalled that it happened, but at the same time I was blown away by how much I enjoyed it.
"I was still pretty inebriated, so I fell back asleep in no time. I woke up a short while trembling with pleasure, and there she was at it again. However, to my surprise I saw another head right next to hers. It was her girlfriend. They were both feasting on me, and I didn't have the alcohol to blame for my lack of action that time. I came even harder than I did the first time. After they were done, I was fully awake and sober, so we couldn't avoid the uncomfortable conversation any longer. I was completely honest. I told them that I had mixed feelings about what happened, and that I was totally uncomfortable with what they did. They understood, and they both apologized for taking advantage of me in my drunken state."
"My friend was extremely drunk too, so she didn't fully understand that her actions were wrong. I knew that she was telling the truth because she was just as wasted as I was. She admitted that while she was sorry for what she had done, she still enjoyed it immensely; and that if I wanted it again she would have no problem with it. I was surprised when her girlfriend agreed and made me the same offer. Apparently, they had an arrangement that allowed them to be with other people, so long as they shared."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I also couldn't believe how incredibly turned on I was by the story. I tried to imagine what it would be like to have no strings attached orgasms on command by two skilled individuals. The whole situation was like a scene from one of the pornographic videos that I secretly watched in my room. It was all just so forbidden, so incredibly raunchy, and almost too good to be true.
My God, I'm so sick! I really needed therapy!
"Anyway, I ended up going back to them because it was just that damn good, and I finally built up the nerve to actually reciprocate. It was very strange at first, but not too different from what I do with my tongue on a guy. It wasn't long before I began to really enjoy it, but I didn't have to do it often with them. Most of the time, I just laid back and let them take turns on me. You have no idea how great a team they make in that department."
"Holy shit, that sounds really-"
"Fucking hot?" She finished for me.
"Yes it does." I whispered in shame. She turned around and looked at me for a moment and gave me a slight smirk.
"Well, I'd be more than happy to demonstrate how hot it really is personally if you want." I was taken aback by her proposition, and as a result I started stuttering.
"Umm…I…Umm…I don't really know if I can do that." I said.
"I'm not pressuring you Bella; I'm just offering the service. I don't want you to be my girlfriend or anything like that. It would just be two consensual adults experimenting a little after experiencing the worst night in history." She said. That was an excellent point.
"Umm…Umm…" I said eloquently as ever. I couldn't say no because I wanted to, yet I was too afraid to say yes. Then there was also the matter, of whether or not I could actually go through with it. I had never been more confused. She could see my indecision, so she turned so that she was on her knees close to me, and started softly kissing my neck. Holy fuck! That felt good! She looked up at my face and slowly straddled my lap. She then licked and sucked my neck a little harder, and I could feel my skin break out in gooseflesh.
No wonder Jacob loved her mouth so much! Jesus, I'm sick!
She ran her lips up my neck and over my cheek until they hovered over mine. We made eye contact and whatever she saw on my face must have given her the okay because she pressed her lips to mine. She kissed me softly at first, and I moaned opening my mouth.
Her tongue met mine and the kiss turned rough and passionate, and we moaned into each other's mouths. Her hands suddenly had a mind of their own as they cupped my breasts; kneading them roughly. My mouth moved to her neck, and she threw her head back.
"Oh shit, no wonder he loved your mouth so much!" She called out, reading my mind as I licked and sucked her neck. I pulled back to lift up her shirt so that I could see her.
"I was just thinking the same thing about yours! Fuck!" I said as her chest was displayed for me now. Damn, they were perfect! I have never had any inclinations towards women whom I was aware of, but you wouldn't think so considering how turned on I was. I gripped them in my palms, before I began licking and sucking on them as she moved herself on my lap.
"Oh fuck Bella! Geez! Are you sure you've never done this before?" She called out.
"Mmm…No, I haven't but you've seen firsthand how talented I am with my mouth." I said against her chest. She pushed me back and reached for my blouse and pulled it over my head. She stared at me and then dove on my breasts, licking and sucking.
"Mmm! Your fucking tongue!" I called out, gripping her hair in my fists. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as she licked and sucked. She moved from my lap onto her knees on the floor. I looked down at her topless form and thought about the irony of the situation. Not too long ago, she was in the same position servicing Jacob on this very couch. It's funny how things worked. If someone would have told me that, I'd be doing this I'd say they were screwing with me. She reached up and pulled off my jeans and my panties and spread my legs open wide. She started playing with my clit and my back arched. I mindlessly pinched my own nipples as she continued playing with me.
"Let me know what you think of my mouth now, Bella." She said as she leaned down and took a long lick of my slit.
"Oh my God!" I called out as she flicked my click with her tongue at a rapid speed, before she dove onto my core with her mouth; licking and sucking me. Her mouth was so fucking hot, soft and wet! Her tongue did things that made my legs twitch violently.
"Fuck! Fuck! Jesus, it's so fucking good!" I screamed out as I watched her work me. She looked up at me and smiled against me. She proceeded to move her head up and down and all around as fast as she could. It was just too fucking right!
I looked up and saw a mirror on the small table against the wall. I knew that wasn't where that mirror belonged, and I concluded that Jake must have moved that they're on purpose so that he could watch her service him. Now that I was experiencing her, I couldn't blame him in the slightest. Seeing her head moving between my legs; her ass peeking out from her skirt, and feeling her magical mouth made me see stars.
Thanks Jacob! You fucking prick!
"Oh fuck! Just like that! Oh shit!" I screamed. Her tongue twisted and turned, and I couldn't hold back any longer.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm coming! I'm coming!" I screamed as I wrapped my legs around her head as she continued violently milking me with her tongue. I put my hands on her head as she worked it in circles slurping me up while moaning and whimpering.
After a few minutes, she rose up, and I could see my juices all over her mouth. I pulled her to me and kissed her twirling my tongue with hers. I could taste myself in her mouth, and that drove me wild with lust. After we broke apart I started sucking on her breasts again.
"Bella, you don't have to if you're not comfortable." She moaned out. Honestly, I wanted to. I loved giving head, so considering what I experienced just now, it couldn't be too different. I pushed her back and got off the couch. I made her stand up, and I pulled off her skirt and panties and pushed her onto the sofa. I pushed her legs up so that her heels were on the edge of the couch and pulled her knees apart.
I looked at her exposed core, and I knew that I could do this. I knew what I liked and what men liked. I could combine the two. I leaned forward and flicked her clit over and over quickly with my tongue.
"Oh fuck!" She screamed arching her back. I pulled her towards me by her hips and dove in completely.
"Oh my fuck! You are so good with your fucking mouth! " She moaned wildly. I was possessed at that point. One of the things I liked about sucking cock was the dirty talking that came with it. It always egged me on to go harder, faster, and wetter.
I circled my head and twirled my tongue on her, as she ground her core against my face. My entire chin was covered in her wetness and that just made me go harder.
"Oh shit! Oh shit! Bella! Oh fuck Jacob was right about your mouth! It's so fucking sweet!" She screamed. Her legs were shaking, and I could feel her core swell against my tongue.
"Oh fuuuuuck! I'm coming Bella! Oh God! Shit!" she screamed as I continued to pleasure her through her orgasm. I sucked up all her juices and swallowed it down. There wasn't nearly as much as there as it was for a man. Her body stilled, and I crawled up next to her on the couch. Both of our heads were resting back.
"I hate to admit that Jacob was right about you Bella. That was so fucking good." The girl said with contented smile.
"You were out of this world. That asshole really had the best sex life in the world. He had both of us anytime he wanted, one after the other it seems." I said
"After having you this way, I can't blame him for his selfishness; though I will never admit that to him or go back to him." She said with her eyes closed. Then suddenly they opened, and she turned to look at me. "So, can we do this from time to time for a while? It doesn't have to be all the time, just when we need release? No strings?"
"Definitely…I haven't nearly had enough of that tongue yet. I'll just have to put it to work for a while." I said with a smile. She climbed on the floor again and spread my legs.
"As you wish," she said and dove onto my core with her mouth, licking and slurping my clit.
"Oh my fuck! That's a good girl! Fuck!" I screamed while looking at her working me in the mirror again. Before I lost myself to the sensation again, there was something that I needed to know.
"Wait, hold on a second," I said as I gently pushed her head back. "I just realized that we've been through so much tonight, and I don't even know your name." She lifted her head and gave me a brilliant smile.
"It's Leah, Leah Clearwater." She said before burying her head between my legs again. Once we were done, we ended up ordering food and watching movies together afterwards. Leah even spent the night in my bed, and we made each other come several times that night. Yes, this was a very strange yet pleasant end, to an extremely emotionally horrid night.
End of Flashback
From that night on, Leah and I were inseparable, and soon became the best friends whom we were today. I came to find out that Paul was the man whom Leah spoke to me about that night. She was so fixated on Jake all of those years, that she never allowed herself to consider giving Paul an honest chance after he came back for her. At least until she understood that she was actually deserving of the love of a good man. Leah was true to her word to me that night of giving the relationship with Paul the chance that it truly deserved, and they have never been apart since then. Of course, they argued like any other couple did, but nothing would ever come between them again.
Paul also always knew of Leah's tendencies towards women. As a matter of fact, I came to find out that they had been with other women together as well; all right under Jacob's nose. When Jacob found out that he wasn't Leah's only all of these years, it was a very explosive situation to say the least. I will never forget the brutal fight that he and Paul go into when it all came to light. Paul had the advantage. His rage over the treatment of the woman whom he loved was finally unleashed. It took five of his friends to pull him off Jake that night.
When the time came, it wasn't a huge adjustment for any of us when they both invited me into their bedroom. That was how I got into this life style, and everything had been fine all of this time. But then I was thrown a curve ball in the form of Edward Cullen, and since then I've questioned every decision that I have ever made. I began to wonder what would have happened if I had met Edward before all of this, would I have partaken in this life at all. That was the million-dollar question, and it was my last thought before I drifted off to sleep.
End Note: So, did any of you suspect that Leah was the woman whom Jacob was cheating with? I am very curious to know what you guys think. Although Bella and Leah's friendship progressed quickly, I can personally vouch for their rapid attachment to one another. Me and my best friend connected instantly (minus the cheating and sex), and I knew that we would always be friends. Remember, I have already posted the next chapter.