"Hey Bells, how was shopping?" Charlie said as Bella walked into the kitchen. She set her bags down on the counter and walked into the living room.

"Good! We had fun."

"Good!" Charlie said, muting the tv. "I'm really glad you're reconnecting with some old friends."

"Yeah me too," Bella said. "Hey just so you know, there's this school dance so I won't be home on Friday night."

"Sounds good kiddo. I'll be out on a fishing trip with Harry all weekend, so make good choices, alright?"
"Sure dad," Bella said as she trudged up the stairs. There was a mountain of homework to do and she was avoiding it at all costs. When she got to her room, she immediately stripped out of her jeans and threw on some pajama shorts. Her backpack had been abandoned in the corner of her room, and she begrudgingly walked over and unloaded the stack of books inside. Just as she was about to sit down at her desk, her phone buzzed. Grateful for any distraction, she grabbed her phone and saw that it was from Jake. It read: Are you trying to make me go crazy?

Oh right. Bella thought, remembering her last text to him was a thirst trap. This could be fun. Bella thought, getting up from her desk and walking over to her full length mirror. She hiked her shorts up until they were true booty shorts, and snapped a cheeky pic. She sent it over to Jake and a reply came back almost instantly: Geez Bella, you're makin me want to do naughty things.

What kind of things? Bella replied, adding an eggplant emoji to the end of her text. Bella's phone buzzed again and the text read: Like take your clothes off. Pin you down to the bed and make you mine. Bella's breath caught as she read it, and the pulse between her legs became harder for her to ignore. What else? She texted back.

Tie you up and have my way with you. The reply read. Bella was getting hot and bothered, which almost guaranteed Jake was too. Stripping off her shorts, she lay down on the bed. She dipped a few fingers into her underwear, and she was absolutely soaked. Carefully positioning her phone, she took a short video of her panties, and whispered, "I'm dripping for you Jakey," into the microphone. A few minutes later, another message came through.

God Bells, he replied. You made me cum. Attached to the message was a video. The thumbnail sent a hot blush running up her cheeks, and she made sure to turn her volume down before opening it. With the help of the video, Bella went to work rubbing herself in all the right ways until she was pushed over the blissful edge. She took a few minutes to catch her breath before texting Jake a pic of her now soaked panties.

Me too. She wrote back with the water emoji.

I miss you Bells. His response read. I can't wait to see you on Friday night.

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The next few days passed uneventfully, and by the time Friday rolled around Bella was surprised to find that she was actually excited for the dance. It was 7:00, and Jake was picking Bella up in 30 minutes. She bustled around the bathroom, curling her hair and perfecting her makeup. It felt weird to get all dolled up, and Bella kept thinking back to her junior prom. What a disaster. Thoughts of the Cullens floated around in her head, no matter how hard she tried to push them away. She hated how much of an impact they had made on her life, and how hard it had been to move on.

"Shit!" Bella cried, dropping the curler onto the counter with a clatter. In her daydreaming she had grabbed the wrong end of the curling iron, and a small, red burn line was beginning to form on her palm. She flushed it under ice cold water until it was bearable, and then went back to work. When the final piece of hair was sprayed into place, Bella headed back to her room to get dressed. Slipping on the dress felt just as good as it had in the store, and Bella admired herself in the full length mirror that hung on the back of her door. She had never felt sexy in a dress before tonight, and she couldn't wait for Jake to see her.

She grabbed her heels and started strapping them on. Her phone read 7:30, and like clockwork, a horn honked outside. She ran over to the window and yelled,

"Be right down!" Charlie was waiting at the bottom, and he grinned as Bella descended the steps.

"You look all grown up," he said, pretending to wipe a tear from his cheek. Bella smacked him good naturedly on the shoulder and then went in for a hug. "Have a good time," he muffled into her hair. "And don't stay out too late. Remember I'll be gone with Harry when you get home."

"Copy that," Bella said, and then she was out the door. Jake was leaning against the hood of his car, and when he saw Bella his breath caught. As she walked down the front steps toward him Jake felt his heart speed up. In true Bella fashion, as soon as she hit the last step she slipped forward and would have ended up on her butt had Jake not caught her.

"Hey beautiful," he said into her ear. "You look stunning."

"Wow Jake, you clean up nice," she replied. She gave him a quick hug and then pulled back to look at him. Shit! Bella thought. Jake in a suit was putting a whole new collection of fantasies into her head. She snuck a glance at the front door, and seeing Charlie wasn't watching, she pulled Jake in by his tie and pressed her lips to his. Jake wrapped his arms around her waist and planted one hand securely on her ass. Bella ever so slightly traced Jake's upper lip with her tongue and then pulled away.

"You ready to go?" Jake asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be," Bella said, feigning a groan. School dances were not exactly at the top of the list when it came to Bella's favorite activities, but Jake was with her, which made things ten times more tolerable. Jake pulled open the passenger side door for her, and she slipped in, taking care not to step on her dress. Jake walked around to the driver's side and hopped in, and soon they were on their way to Forks High.

When they arrived, the parking lot was packed, and they had to park on a nearby street. As they approached the front doors, Bella could hear the bass of whatever song was playing thumping, and her heart sped up. Dances really were not her scene. Jake sensed her apprehension and wrapped one of his arms protectively around her waist. As they entered the gym, strobe lights flashed, the music blared, and the floor was filled with dancing students. Bella grabbed Jake's hand and weaved through the crowd, looking for a familiar face. As they made their way through the groups of people, Bella couldn't help but notice the stares they were getting, or rather the stares Jake was getting. They reached the other side of the gym where the food was set out. Bella scanned the crowd and finally spotted Angela and Ben, looking just as out of place as she felt. She made her way over to them, pulling Jake behind her and only getting elbowed twice by the surrounding crowd.

"Hey!" Bella cried over the music. Angela turned and spotted Bella, her face breaking into a smile.

"Hey girl! You look good!"

"Thanks!" Bella said, "So do you guys. Jake, this is Ben, Angela's boyfriend."

The boys shook hands, and Bella couldn't help but smile at how tiny Ben's hands looked compared to Jake's.

"Nice to meet you," Jake yelled over the music. A new song started and Ben and Angela's faces lit up.

"This is our song!" Angela explained. She grabbed Ben's hand and they began making their way to the middle of the dance floor, leaving Bella and Jake alone.

"And then there were two," Jake said, taking Bella's hand and leading them to the outskirts of the crowd where it was a bit quieter. "Do you want a drink?" he asked Bella.

"Sure," she replied, "I'll stay right here." She watched as Jake weaved through the crowd, standing a good foot and a half above everyone else. At the drink table, Jake poured two cups of hawaiian punch into pink plastic cups, and just as he was about to leave, a hand caught his arm.

"Hey!" a girl said. She was blonde, shorter than Bella, and was wearing a black minidress that was much too tight. "What's your name?" she crooned.

"Uh, Jake," he replied, edging away from the table.

"Ja-ake," she slurred. "That's cute. I'm Lau-ren." Her name was interrupted by a hiccup. Jesus. Jake thought. This girl is faded. She grabbed his bicep and squeezed it, her moth forming into a surprised O. "You're like, totally ripped," she said, trying to feel his other one. Jake yanked his arm back from her reach and turned on his heel, darting back toward Bella before Lauren could do anymore damage.

"You okay?" Bella asked as he returned.

"Uh, yeah. I think I just got hit on."

"By who?" Bella demanded.

"Her name was Lauren, do you know her? She was totally drunk."

That little skank. Bella thought. "Oh I know her," she responded. "She's like Jessica number two." Jake handed her a drink and Bella took a sip. "Oh man, this is like totally spiked," she said laughing. Just then Lauren walked past the two of them, and gave Jake an obvious wink. In response, Jake turned to Bella and planted one hand on her ass, giving it a squeeze. Lauren gave them a sour look before turning and heading in the opposite direction.

"Hey, do you wanna get out of here?" Jake asked over the music.

"Absolutely," Bella replied, dumping her drink in the trash. "Charlie's on a fishing trip all weekend, so let's go back to my place," she suggested.

"Sounds good to me," Jake said. He took her hand and they pushed their way through the crowd until they reached the exit. The night air was cool on Bella's face, and she was grateful to be out of the sweaty gym. The two of them slowly meandered their way back to Jake's car.

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The whole ride home, Bella teased Jake, running her hand up and down his leg, and occasionally brushing it over his dick. Feeling the hardness of it ignited a pulse between Bella's legs that was getting harder to ignore. At last, they pulled into Bella's driveway and Jake hopped out, walking around the car to open Bella's door for her.

"Ever the gentleman," she commented as he helped her out of the car. Before they could get inside, Jake wrapped Bella up in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She could feel the heat behind his kiss, and she arched her back to get impossibly closer to him. He trailed kisses down her neck, making her heart flutter, before gently biting the skin at the base of her neck. They stumbled inside the door, and Jake wasted no time lifting Bella up and pressing her against the wall.

"Are we going upstairs, or am I going to have to ravage you right here?" Jake whispered in her ear, slipping his hands under Bella's shirt and rubbing his thumbs over her nipples.

"Mmmm," was her only response.

Jake cupped his hands under her ass and started mounting the stairs. When they got to Bella's room, Jake lay her down on the bed and she started stripping off her dress. Jake followed suit, and soon they were both naked.

"What are you doing?" Bella asked, watching Jake fumble with his tie.

"I wanted to try something," he replied, looping the tie a couple times and then tying a knot. He took Bella's hands and began placing them in the confines of the makeshift handcuffs he had made. "Is this ok?" he asked, before proceeding.

"Yes," Bella said breathlessly, offering up her hands. Jake grinned and fastened the tie, pinning Bella's hands above her head. Slowly, he spread her legs and dipped his tongue into her.

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Afterward, the two of them laid entangled on the sheets. Bella put her head on Jake's chest, feeling his voice rumble through his ribcage. She gently ran her hands up and down his arms, tracing his muscular build.

"Do you wanna stay the night?" Bella asked, already knowing the answer.

"Absolutely," he replied, hiking one of her legs up onto his hip. The two of them lay in the darkness for a bit before Bella hopped up and headed to the shower. When she came back into the room, Jake had the bed turned down and was already laying down on top of the covers.

"Hey beautiful," he called as Bella picked out what to wear to bed. She opted for booty shorts (for Jake's enjoyment) and a tank top. After towel drying her hair, she walked over to the bed and climbed in. Jake immediately brought her into a bear hug and made her the little spoon. He gently kissed the back of her neck, and traced shapes on her thigh.
"Goodnight my Bella," Jake whispered, giving the top of her head one last kiss.

"Goodnight J," she replied, sleepily, beginning to drift off. Soon, they had both fallen into a dreamless sleep.