Adult content ahead.
XIII
I'm dancing with that guy again. The one with the hair like midnight. He smells like apple and whisky and I find myself wondering what he would taste like.
Large hands slide down my front, brushing my stomach.
The music ebs and flows, synth waves and drums. Some wannabe DJ trying to debut his latest creation.
It's probably shit but everyone is too drunk to care and I like the way the house shakes from the changes in bass.
There's a new mood in the air tonight. A new level of desperation.
Victoria had broken the news when we arrived. Her father was sick. No more Miami.
No more haven.
Someone else will take over the reigns soon, open their doors to teenage depravity and mischief.
But it won't be the same.
It would be nice to think the sad expressions and feelings of sorrow were for Victoria, concern over her dad.
Nice and disillusioned.
Midnight grips my hips in his large hands and pulls me back against his body.
He's hard.
I want it to excite me but it doesn't.
My eyes scan the room against my will.
I know Edward is here somewhere. I saw him for a brief moment when I arrived, his head had been thrown back, laughing at something and my traitorous eyes had run down his leather clad body hungrily.
Fucking leather.
I'd been thankful for Rose's hand on mine, the brush of her sharp nails on my palm had kept me grounded, even as I devoured him in my head.
When he noticed me his eyes had darkened, his pink tongue flicking out to wet his bottom lip.
I'd averted my gaze with difficulty, even as my nipples had hardened, heat dancing down my spine.
I'm not avoiding him.
But I am.
Like I have been since the last time we slept together.
I've even ditched biology.
Warm lips brush my throat, hot breath washing across my skin leaving goosebumps.
I should stop this.
I know he won't like it.
But maybe that's why I'm doing it.
Memories of the last time he saw me with Midnight crash into me and my breath catches in my throat.
'Who do you belong to?'
I don't want to provoke him.
But maybe it'll do the opposite.
Maybe it'll keep him away.
As if he can read my mind, my eyes meet gleaming emerald from across the room.
My body tenses and Midnight reads it as an expression of desire, tracing his tongue up my neck.
Edward looks furious.
I don't stop Midnight when his hands drift higher, brushing across my breasts.
To my surprise Edward starts walking towards me.
The gasp that leaves my mouth makes Midnight groan in my ear.
Then Edward is standing in front of me, his deep green eyes penetrating mine.
'Bella right?' He shouts above the music.
Midnight grumbles from behind me and I watch as Edward smirks at him above my head.
'We have biology together.' He continues, leaning into me.
Midnight lets go of me. 'Come find me later.' He says in my ear.
His voice is deep and husky, full of the promise of a good time.
I smile at him coyly and he grins, disappearing into the crowd.
I see Emmett and Rosalie staring at me from across the room.
Shit.
'What are you doing' I step into Edward to murmur into his ear. Keeping my face passive and pleasant.
This was unprecedented. We didn't know each other. That was always rule number one.
'What am I doing? What are you doing? I don't see you all week and then you're all over that guy again.'
His low voice in my ear makes my body tingle and I inhale shakily.
I can feel the heat of his body.
Smell the leather. The musky scent of Edward that makes my whole body light up with desire.
'Can we go somewhere alone.' He murmurs into my ear. 'I need you.'
My pulse thunders in my ears, mimicking the music.
I want to.
I want him.
I need you.
I pull back shakily, keeping my fave impassive. He fixes a friendly smile on his face but his eyes dance with pure desire.
My self controls wavers on the edge, but he can't touch me with all these people around, and that's enough to force the response I need to give him, even if it's not the one I want.
'No.' I mouth, even as my body begs me to say yes.
Verdant eyes widen imperceptibly, and he stares at me for a moment.
Something in his expression causes a lump to form in my throat and I swallow.
'Have a nice night.' He shouts, his voice full of fake enthusiasm.
He gives me a lingering look before walking away.
When I get to Emmett and Rose she arches her eyebrow at me.
I shake my head and lean in to whisper in her ear.
Her blonde hair tickles my face, 'We have biology together, he was just saying hi. He doesn't know.'
There's an acrid taste in my mouth.
My reasons for avoiding Edward are good ones, but my resistance is inextricably linked with distance.
At school, that's easy, as long as I don't go to Biology.
Here, my eyes track him as he moves around the room, his dark gaze accelerant for the desire that stirs in my veins.
My skin feels alive, a million nerve endings open and bared to the world.
Victoria's is the perfect place for us.
We're not the only ones who succumb to desire in the darkness here.
And this haven was transient now.
My desire builds in the pit of my stomach, spreading like wildfire.
Distraction is my only answer.
I spend some time smoking up with Jasper, sitting between his legs as he reclines on a large sofa, Alice curled into his side as she runs her hands through my hair.
She doesn't touch the joint, instead inhaling from Jasper's mouth, a secondary high, the main one from his lips.
Resentment curls under my ribs at the ease in which they interact.
I leave when the passing of smoke becomes heated lips and heavy breath, Alice's hand tightening in my hair. I laugh as I extricate myself from her hold and she shoots me a sheepish grin before her mouth descends hungrily on her boyfriends.
I take the joint from Jasper's hand and he immediately tangles it in her hair, shifting their bodies together.
I drift through the crowd, taking another hit of the joint before handing it to Victoria, kissing her on the cheek and rubbing her back as she stares wistfully at the moving bodies.
We dance for a while but Victoria's hot commodity, especially tonight and I lose her to thicker arms and the cloying smell of whisky and cigarettes.
I wander for a while, my eyes searching for verdant and bronze without permission.
Maybe he left.
I ignore the heavy feeling in my chest that thought creates, hugging Emmett from behind as he plays beer bong, grinning when he ruffles my hair. I join in, jumping into his arms in glee when I land the winning shot and a pretty blonde I don't know has to chug the contents of a red cup.
I leave Emmett and head upstairs, searching for Rose.
As I walk along the corridor a door opens next to me and I'm pulled into a bathroom.
I don't scream.
I know the touch.
His touch.
The bathroom is huge and well lit, gleaming marble counters and chrome taps that are polished to a metallic sheen.
I barely notice, my eyes unable to look anywhere but him.
'Bella.' Edward breathes, his eyes searching mine. 'What's going on?'
He's so close to me I can feel the heat coming off his body and I shiver, my mouth parting.
Edward's eyes darken in response to what he sees in mine and he plants his hand on the door by my head, leaning closer and running his tongue along his bottom lip.
I watch his tongue, feeling my own imitate the motion.
Need floods through my body, spreading heat across my skin and making me shiver.
Edward inhales shakily, watching my mouth. 'Are you avoiding me?' He asks, flicking his gaze back up to mine.
His warm breath washes against my mouth and my breath catches in my throat, my nipples straining against my shirt.
He steps a little closer and I squeeze my eyes shut.
'Edward.' I warn.
His heavy breathing is awakening something deep in the pit of my stomach, an ache that stretches to my toes.
'What is this between us?' He murmurs, his nose slimming my cheek. 'I need you so badly I can't fucking bear it.'
My head tilts back as I bite back a moan. 'I…don't know.'
Our mouths brush again, his warm bottom lip gently pressing between mine.
My whole body jolts.
He exhales shakily against my mouth. 'I'm losing my fucking mind. You're all I fucking think about.'
His tongue gently flicks against my bottom lip and I can't hold back the moan this time.
He shivers, his hand sliding up my body to gently cup my throat.
'Tell me you don't feel this and I'll stop. Tell me you don't need this.' He hisses, pressing his thigh between mine.
'I…' I gasp against his mouth.
The rough material of his jeans is like heaven and hell for my swollen clit and my underwear are soaked.
'Edward.' I pant.
'Fuck. Fuck.' He groans. 'You're so fucking wet Bella.'
Then he's devouring me, slamming me into wall as his mouth meets mine, hot and wet, tongues and teeth.
My hands grab his thick hair roughly and he groans into my mouth, pressing his thigh harder between mine.
He picks me up and spins us around, placing me on the bathroom counter.
His jacket hits the floor with a muted thud, my hands already tugging at his shirt, tearing my mouth from his to whip it off his head roughly.
My mouth meets his bare shoulder, his skin hot and smooth under my tongue and he shudders violently, his large hands spreading across my cotton covered ribs.
I run my hands down his firm stomach, feeling the indentations under my fingers.
Edward groans, one hand cupping the back up my head as he pulls my hips forward, his warm fingers snaking under my dress and pulling my thong down my legs.
I shudder as I see him in the mirror on the opposite wall, the muscles in his back rippling as he spreads my thighs wide.
Our mouths clash together again, his taste on my tongue making my body sing with pure unadulterated desire.
He tastes so good, so fucking right, like the way a cold drink tastes on a hot day or the first bite of a decadent desert that you know you're going to fucking devour.
He pulls my dress off my body and flings it behind up his large hands cupping my bare breasts and lifting them up as his mouth descends on them hungrily.
I whimper as his slick tongue finds my nipples, sucking them into his hot, wet mouth.
My fingers reach for his jeans, his belt is complicated, but I make quick work of it anyway, digits articulating in their desperation.
Then we're tugging them down his legs along with his underwear and he's pulling me closer, his strong hand tangling in the hair at the back of my head as he nudges himself between my legs, hot and hard against my soaking sex.
My whole body arches at the feel of his thick cock as he pushes inside of me.
'Fuck.' The low groan that spills from his half open mouth sends a jolt of electricity to rush down my body, my nipples tingling with deep arousal.
'Edward.' I pant, my head tilting back in pleasure.
I open my legs wider, placing my heels on either side of the counter and Edward's eyes roll back in his head, his large hands sinking into the skin at my thighs roughly as he groans, low in his throat.
He's so deep like this. Deeper than he's ever been before and I can't breathe, any words in my throat burning up from the feel of him inside of me.
Edward's mouth is open, panting heavily as he fucks me and the sheer ecstasy in his eyes mirrors my own.
I tear my eyes away from his penetrating green to watch him in the mirror, his ass tight as the muscles flex with every thrust.
I whimper at the sight and Edward turns his head to see what I'm looking at.
'Fuck.' He groans, 'Christ. Look at you.'
I can see myself through his eyes. The dusty pink of my nipples and the swell of my breasts, bouncing softly with every thrust, my thighs spread wide, the place between them hidden by his body.
I need more.
I push Edward back slightly and he gets the message, sliding out of me and helping me off the counter.
For a second we stand there, eyes meeting, burning.
'Fuck me.' I demand. 'Edward…please.'
Before I've even finished the word I'm being spun around, his hand on the back of my neck as he folds my body in half over the counter, the cool of the marble against my aching nipples making a violent shiver tear through me.
Edward makes a noise in the back of his throat and I whimper as I feel his hard cock brush against my opening.
I can feel my arousal down to my thighs, dripping down my skin.
He slams into me with a low grunt and I almost scream, my head hitting the counter with a muted thud.
'Shit, sorry baby.' Edward murmurs, his hand moving to rest between the surface and my head.
The sweet gesture is lost as he thrusts into me again, my eyes rolling back into my head in pure pleasure.
'Jesus…fucking…ugh.' I spit out, my back arching, nipples rubbing against the counter and sending hot sparks of pleasure down my spine.
Edward groans low in his throat and the sound only makes me more aroused, my body trembling as I pant his name.
He curves his body over mine, his mouth brushing my ear as he slows his hips, gently rocking in circles. 'I wish we were alone Bella.' He murmurs huskily. 'I want to make you scream. Do you think I could? Do you want to scream my name? If we were alone I'd fuck you so hard baby.' He groans softly. 'I want to hear you…I need to hear you beg me to make you cum, beg me for my cum, do you want my cum Bella?'
'Fuck…Edward.' I gasp.
'Mm.' He groans. 'Do you like being bent over the counter and fucked? Do you like me behind you like this? Mm are you gonna cum baby?' His voice takes on a deep gritty, growl and I shudder at the desperation in his voice.
He needs this just as much as I do.
'Give it to me.' I whimper. 'Edwa-oh fuck.'
His hips slam forward hard as his hand covers my mouth, the warmth of his palm and salty taste of his skin, filling my body with rapture.
His thrusts are punctuated by the thump of the music outside, our melody less of a pattern and more of a race, sweat dripping from our skin and barely held back cries of pleasure slipping from our mouths.
I fall over the edge, hard, my body spasming around his, pleasure enveloping me in a white hot embrace. He follows swiftly after me, his strong body covering mine as he grunts in my ear.
We're both breathing heavily when his hips still and I lift my head to meet his gaze in the mirror.
Burning emerald, deep black lashes, his cheekbones flushed, red lips parted.
I feel a rising sensation in my chest, like bubbles are building and waiting to escape, my skin tingling from his stare.
I don't know how long we look at each other, but I pull my eyes away when the beginning of pins and needles starts in my lower limbs, spiky pinpricks and heavy weight climbing up my legs like vines.
Edward helps me up and twists me around so I'm standing directly in front of him, my hand coming out to rest on his firm stomach.
He shivers at my touch, eyes darkening and I know if we don't leave now, we'll fuck again, our appetite for each other insatiable, all consuming.
I want it. I want more.
My eyes run down his naked body.
He could be carved from statue, clean edges and perfect proportions.
He's fucking beautiful.
His eyes are roaming down my body too and the way his tongue licks at his lower lip causes a throb between my legs.
Words catch in my throat, but I don't know how to encourage them to my tongue, to form the sentences I want.
'Why were you avoiding me?' His voice is low, accusatory, but underneath all of that he's perplexed too. I can read it in the way his eyes rest on mine, I can read him.
I shouldn't know him like this.
But I do.
'I…' I need to tell him.
There's loud voices in the hallway and Edward's face flashes with concern.
'We should probably get out of here…'
I swallow 'I know.'
I close my eyes, mustering up the courage to speak.
'Edward I-
'Come to my house Bella.'
My eyes spring open. 'What?'
Edward steps towards me, cupping my cheek. 'My parents are away. Come home with me. This isn't enough….' He runs his hand down my back gently and squeezes my ass, his voice deepening. 'I need more. I want you in my shower, in my bed, in the fucking pool. Let me fuck you all night long.'
We need to talk and there's so many questions I should ask before I decide if I should say yes.
I don't ask them.
'Okay.' My voice is a breath but he still hears it, his eyes lightening up as he steps closer to me and presses his mouth to mine.
I moan as his tongue licks my bottom lip and Edward shudders, his hand gripping my ass tighter.
'Mmm.' He groans against my mouth. 'I'm going to make you scream my name all night long baby. Make you cum over and over again.'
His words douse my body in accelerant, his touch the spark that lights me on fire.
I arch my back into his body and whimper his name.
Edward loses control, walking me forward and slamming me into the bathroom wall, kissing me fiercely.
I tangle my hands in his hair roughly, my tongue searching his mouth, shuddering at his taste.
I feel him harden against my thigh, his cum dripping down my legs with my fresh arousal.
'Fuck.' He groans. 'We need to stop, we can do this when…' his fingers find the wet mixture of our release on my thighs and the noise he makes sends my body into overdrive.
Then he's picking me up and sliding inside of me again and I wrap my legs around his waist, biting his shoulder to stay quiet as he fucks me roughly, his body shaking with desire.
I can't help but laugh from where I'm lying on the bathroom floor, Edward sprawled next to me.
He turns to look at me with a smile and I feel my heart jump in my chest.
'Do you want to go out first?' He asks me, sitting up and grabbing his jeans.
He pulls his jeans up, sans underwear and I stare up at his cock as he tucks it inside.
He smirks at me boyishly, judging my side with his toe.
I grin and shove his foot away. 'No, I need to pee.' I tell him, getting to my feet and stretching my arms above my head.
Edward's eyes drop to my chest and he hums.
I pull my dress over my head and stare distastefully at my underwear.
Edward smirks and puts it in his back pocket.
I make a face.
'I didn't bring my car.' I tell him.
He laughs softly, 'Just walk to the end of the street and jump in my car.'
Apprehension stirs in my gut.
This is risky.
But we passed risky a long time ago.
His lips brush mine again, softly, his tongue flicking out to run the length of my bottom lip.
I moan and he steps back from me, emerald eyes dancing with fire.
'See you in a sec.'
