A/N: The language in this chapter is crude and vulgar, and I'm not talking about the sex talk haha! Also, this chapter includes a snarky, bitchy Bella ;)
~She is madness and sanity. She is hell and paradise~
"Uhhh baby... stop. We have to s-s-stop. We're gonna, fuck— get caught," I whimper as Edward's tongue traces the crease between my inner thigh and my pussy, digging his teeth into my skin as his hands rub my thighs and holds them open.
It's lunch break, and Edward is hungry for something else. I'm spread out in the backseat of his car, legs pushed back and spread wide open, my pussy almost completely exposed, just the thin piece of material of my thong barely covering me—ready for his feasting.
He's sitting on the floor in front of the seat. My dress is pushed up around my waist. I've been wearing a lot of skirts and summer dresses to school on purpose for easy access. Even though we have each other all the time at my house since Charlie's barely home nowadays, we're so insatiable; we can barely keep our hands off of one another at school.
Thank God his car has tinted windows. We'd really give the students something to talk about.
"Please, baby. I need to eat your pussy so bad. I need you dripping on my tongue," Edward begs, flicking the metal ball on his tongue against my clit through my panties, throbbing at the sensation.
Fuck, what woman would say no to a jaw-dropping gorgeous man begging to lick her pussy? Not this girl. I don't even care if we get caught at this point. I just fucking need his tongue on me.
He begins lapping at me through my thong, soaking the material with long, broad strokes; his smoldering jade eyes on me the whole time.
"Ungh, stop teasing," I whine, wiggling my hips closer to his mouth. I need to feel him against my bare skin.
"What is it, baby? Do you want me to lick your soaked little pussy dry," he growls against my pussy, biting hard on my nub.
"Fuck yes," I cry.
He grabs the crotch of my drenched panties and holds it to the side to expose my wet pussy to the heat of his stare. "Fuck, I will never get over how fucking perfect your pussy is. Look how fucking wet you are." He leans downs and drags the flat of his thick tongue between my folds from my entrance up to my clit in one swipe, groaning at my taste. "All mine."
Right after I see the look of hunger on his face, that means he's going to fucking dive in and devour me; something hitting the window from the other side startles me.
Edward doesn't notice it, clearly captivated by my pussy, and attaches his tongue to my clit. Before he's about to suck the life out of me, another 'smack' echoes from the window. I turn my head and see something smeared on it.
What the fuck was that? Who the fuck is cock blocking us?
Edward is still oblivious and focused on making me come in his mouth. As much as I want to give in to the pleasure that's building in me and ready to explode, I need to see what's going on outside.
I groan in frustration as I push his head away. He grunts and grabs my hands holding them to my side, and buries his head deeper. He becomes a fucking animal when he eats my pussy. I love how crazy I make him.
"Edward, fuck… stop. Someone is fucking throwing some shit at the window," I huff with sexual frustration. Edward reluctantly moves away from me. He looks pissed too. Neither of us cares that his car is dirty; we're just annoyed that someone interrupted us.
I run my hands down my dress, making sure I'm somewhat presentable. I'm fuming at whoever felt the need to interrupt the best pussy licker in history from devouring my pussy.
Once I'm out of the car, I see that the weird yellow texture smudged on the window is a fucking banana.
I look around me, trying to see if I can find who thought it'd be fucking funny to throw bananas at Edward's car, and there a few cars down from me is Lauren and her lackeys with a nasty little smirk on her face, holding in giggles.
Angela is standing next to her with remorse on her face. I expected this from Lauren and Jessica, but not Angela. I can tell that she's bothered by it, but she's too much of a coward to stand up against them.
I haven't thought about the girls that were once my 'friends' in months. For the most part, we left each other alone since our fall out, other than some dirty looks, and the odd 'psycho' and 'slut' coughed when Lauren passed me. Other than that, we've avoided each other like the plague.
I'm so glad I had Edward in my life. It made me wonder why I was even friends with them in the first place. If Edward never moved here, would I still be with them? The thought makes me cringe. As much as people may think I've changed since I've met Edward, it's actually the complete opposite—I've never been more myself.
Fury and rage build in me, burning me from the inside out, my hands twitching as I watch her snarky little fucking smile. I'm fucking done with taking her shit.
Lauren walks closer to me but still keeps a good distance. She's trying to act all fearless and bad, but you can tell she's nervous by the way her hands shake. "Since you're a nasty little freak now with your psycho loverboy over there, I thought you wouldn't mind a little treat," she mocks with her lip curled.
"Bananas? Really Lauren? What are you five?" I laugh humorlessly. "And look who's talking— At least I'm not a fucking cum dumpster for half of the guys in our town." Lauren's jaw drops open in shock. Did she really think her sexcapades were a secret? "You're just fucking jealous that your pussy isn't good enough to keep anyone around," I cruelly sneer.
I feel the heat of Edward's body press behind me as he wraps his arms around my waist and buries his face into my neck. I can feel him fighting his laughter. He immediately eases a bit of my tension.
"You bitch! At least I'm not fucking the town's psychopath. You're so fucking dirty; I bet he cuts you while he fucks you and other depraved shit," Lauren shouts. If people weren't paying attention before, they certainly were now. I feel Edward's body harden and tense behind me.
Oh, she does not wanna feel his wrath.
I've never been a violent person, but at that moment, something inside me snaps. She can talk all the shit she wants to about me, but I will not tolerate that when it involves Edward.
I start walking towards her, my face heated red as my words drip like poison. "Listen, you fucking cunt. If you ever come near my boyfriend or me or talk shit ever again, I'll show you how fucking psychotic I really am."
Everything around me blurs and fades as I only focus on Lauren and charge at her to rip her fucking hair out. I'm pulled away as I feel the strength of Edward's arms wrap around my waist and swing me around.
"What the fuck, let me go! I wanna teach that cunt a fucking lesson." I yell, fighting against his grip, but he's barely budging.
Edward chuckles with amusement, "easy there, tiger. The only reason I'm not letting you attack her is because I don't want you to get suspended. It'd be so fucking hot to see you fight her, but I'm doing it for my own selfish reasons. I can't fucking handle school without you," he whispers soothingly, his hot breath against my ear. That calms me down a bit, but I'm still pissed that I can't do anything to Lauren.
It's ironic; Edward's the one with the temper, yet he's the one being rational and pacifying me. Oh, how the tables have turned.
The expression on Laurens's face is hilarious. She was feisty seconds ago; now, she looks like she just wet her pants. Jessica and Angela try to get her to leave, but she's frozen with her jaw wide open. I guess she was expecting the meek little Bella that used to put up with her bullshit.
Well first off, that Bella was fake; she just didn't know what she was missing. This is the real Bella, and I'm not hiding her anymore.
"What did Edward do to you? You are fucking crazy now," Lauren says, her voice quiet and meek. She was shaking.
"You haven't seen nothing yet, and keep his fucking name out of your mouth before I make sure you won't be able to talk at all. You should be thanking him. He just saved your life." I hissed, shooting daggers into her. "Oh, and you never knew the real fucking me, Lauren. You just can't stand that you can't walk all over me now and that I have something that you'll never have." I grabbed Edward's hand in mine and pulled him to me.
"Excuse us so my certifiably insane boyfriend can continue eating my pussy like he was doing before you so rudely interrupted us. He does become pretty psychotic when he has a taste of my cunt. Oh, and since you were so curious, he might just cut me and lick up my blood too, he loves the taste of it. Feel free to watch," I respond sarcastically.
I've really frightened her. I don't fucking care, she started this first. Don't play with fire if you can't handle the flame.
If this won't make her leave us alone for good now, I don't know what will. Maybe catching us fucking will—on the second thought, she'd probably enjoy it. She's the type of girl to attack people that live out the dirty fantasies she's too afraid to admit aloud but that she wants just as bad.
I can imagine the new rumors that will now swirl around about us. The thought puts a smile on my face; it doesn't even bother me. It actually excites me a bit.
Wow, I really am deranged, but did Edward make me like this, or was this side always there inside of me, and I just hid it better before him? I'm definitely going with the latter.
I can't wait. In a couple of months, Edward and I can leave this fucking small ass town and school and be done with all this bullshit. We can start new lives and can truly be ourselves where no one knows us.
Lauren, Jessica, and Angela eventually run off back to school.
Edward's staring at me with a sinfully delicious smirk.
"What?" I ask, rolling my eyes.
"Have I mentioned how fucking hot you are when you're crazy mad and possessive? I created a monster." Edward cups the side of my neck, rubbing his thumb along my throat.
"Maybe I've always been a little monster. I was just good at hiding it. That's why we're a perfect match." I lean up and suck his lip into my mouth, nibbling on it.
He pulls back, my spit glistening on his lip, lust blazing from his eyes. The way he's looking at me sends heat and shock straight down to my core.
"How about we go back in my car so that I can finish my meal? Now that I've had a taste, I'm fucking starving," he growls, licking his lips. "And I'm obviously not going to cut you, but I will mark you in other ways," a guttural groan escapes from him at the thought.
"Can't wait—" Edward cuts off my words by smothering my mouth with his, forcing his tongue against mine, swallowing my moans as he pulls me to his car. I feel dozens of eyes on us. Now they're definitely going to know what we're doing. The thought makes me smile into Edward's kiss. He's mine.