Story Title: Girls do it better

Summary: After finding out her boyfriend is cheating on her, Bella's plans for revenge take a different turn when Rosalie shows up at her door and proves to her that girls do it better.

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The first time I really got to know Rosalie, neither of us was the wiser that we were much closer than we ever thought. How could we possibly be close and not know it, you might ask? Well, that was where the whole clusterfuck began, wasn't it?

My boyfriend Jared was just like any other guy at first, I suspect, but when the canceled dates and the excuses got more and more frequent, I started to get very suspicious. I was the daughter of a cop, so when I got suspicious, I dug. He was careful, so I didn't find anything until the night I followed him. Imagine my surprise when I found him out with another girl. Blond hair that was almost silver, big boobs, skinny waist, and a peachy ass. Rosalie fucking Hale.

I almost confronted them right then and there, but no, I needed to get Jared alone—where he couldn't make a scene. I went home and planned. I called him and asked him if we could have a quiet night in at my house, making sure to fill my voice with as much desperation and breathiness as I could muster, pretending like I just couldn't wait to have him. He eagerly agreed, and we set a time for him to come over.

The next day was a blur as I got shit taken care of, but around noon, it seemed all my careful planning was for nothing. There was a knock at my door. When I looked through the peephole and saw Rosalie standing there, I sighed and opened it, keeping my expression neutral and detached. I wondered if I should let on that I knew what was going on.

"You know why I'm here, don't you?" she asked, tucking her silvery hair behind her ear as she walked into the apartment.

I shut the door behind her, turning to face her, and folded my arms across my chest. "Not really. It's not like we're great friends."

"Well, let me enlighten you, Bella. Last night, while I was on a date with my boyfriend, he got a call. Imagine my surprise when it just so happened to be you." She sneered at me.

I looked at her with my eyebrows raised. "You're in my home, Rose, so I'd wipe the sneer off your face. Also, it's funny that you call him your boyfriend when I have been dating him for the last year," I explained to her. Her face fell, and it looked like she had no idea. "You didn't know?"

She shook her head as she slumped down on the couch. "He started dating me about four months ago, and he never mentioned that he had a girlfriend. I mean, I can see why he went seeking elsewhere, but still."

I scoffed, making my way over to sit in the armchair across from her. The fucking nerve of this chick. "Excuse you. Just because I'm not all blond hair and big boobs doesn't make me undesirable."

She shook her head again. "I didn't say that. I'm talking about this prudish thing you seem to have going on." She gestured to me with her hands.

"I wear clothes that fit, not ones that are two sizes too small."

Her eyes got wide, and her mouth flattened into a tight line. "Are you calling me slutty?" I shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, if the shoe fits."

She pinched the bridge of her nose then held her hands up in front of her. "Okay, wait. Why are we attacking each other? Jared is the one who is a cheating pig."

"I don't know." I sighed. "But you're right. He's supposed to be coming over tonight. I was going to confront him. I guess it's kind of a moot point now," I said, picking up my phone from the end table to call him.

"Wait." She reached forward and grabbed my phone. "Don't cancel. When he gets here, I think we should both be here. We could both be dressed in skimpy clothes or something, and he'll think that maybe he'll get some threesome action, and then we can hit him with what we know." A sly evil grin overtook her face.

I nodded, liking the way her mind was working. As I studied her, I couldn't help but notice that Rose was very beautiful. I got why Jared went for her if I was being honest. If I really thought about it, the reason I was so angry about this whole thing was that fact. To be honest, sex with Jared was boring, and he wasn't exactly a catch, so what was Rose doing with him? I could see why I stuck with him for as long as I did, but she could have her pick of guys, probably girls too, if she was so inclined. I realized that I was staring at her tits, so I stood, headed to the kitchen, and opened my freezer, pulling out the Malibu rum.

"I need a drink," I announced. I pulled out a cup, ice cubes, ginger ale, and then mixed it all together with the rum. Rose joined me in the kitchen. "You want one?" I asked.

She nodded and watched as I made her a cocktail. When I handed her the glass, she lifted it as if to give a toast. I did the same. "Here's to giving that asshole what he deserves."

I cheered and clinked my glass with hers.

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After what was a startling amount of alcohol, we were both buzzed and laughing uncontrollably.

"Honestly, I don't know why I stayed with him so long. The sex was great at first, but then it started getting really boring. It was probably when he started dating you." I took a sip of my drink, swirling the ice cubes around.

"Fucking dick. I'm starting to think my decision to start dating men again was a mistake. I have the worst taste in men." Rose adjusted herself on the couch, tucking her leg under herself, so that she could face me.

I stared at her in shock, not sure if I heard her right, or if I was more tipsy than I thought. "What? Start dating men again? Did you just not date for a while?"

She shook her head. "No men." She looked at me like she was expecting me to have an epiphany. When I said nothing, she rolled her eyes. "I'm bi, Bella. I dated girls, but I had sworn off guys. I started back up again with that asshole."

I scoffed. "Well, from what I've seen, most guys are assholes," I mumbled.

Rose looked at me as if she was studying me. I saw her eyes roam all over my body, and it did funny things to me. The alcohol buzzing in my veins made me feel warm and fuzzy, but with her perusal of me, my blood felt like it was on fire, making me burn from inside.

She scooted closer to me. "What about you, Bella?" Her voice was throaty, and her breath washed over the side of my face, raising goosebumps in its wake. "Are you straight as an arrow, or a little more crooked?"

It took me a moment to think of how to respond. I decided that being truthful was the best course of action. "I've found girls attractive, like more than just an appreciation—serious attraction—but I've never actually been with a girl," I said, my eyes wide at the shock of her hitting on me.

She smiled and this time it was radiant. She was kinda beautiful that way. "You know what would really burn Jared? If we slept together. From what you've told me, I bet you're dying to come from someone else's hand other than your own."

"Isn't that kinda fucked up?" I asked, still in a daze about this whole thing. "Sleeping together just to piss our ex-boyfriend off?"

She shrugged. "Sure, if that was the only reason. Honestly, I have always thought you were hot. I've seen you eye my tits several times since I got here, so I know you find me attractive. We could fight, but I think it'd be better if we put that energy into making each other come."

I studied her. Her long blond hair hung down her back, turning slightly wavy near the ends. Her camisole-style burgundy tank showed the tops of her breasts, which were full and perky. I was left with an urge to find out if they were real. Her waist was trim, flaring out into womanly hips. I had always envied the ass she had. Just like her tits, it was round and perky.

What I couldn't quite grasp was her finding me attractive, but I wasn't about to argue with her about it. Plus, it would be nice to maybe have sex that wasn't such a disappointment. If Jared found out, then it was just icing on the cake. I leaned toward her and closed the few inches between us until my lips were on hers.

It was like a switch had flicked inside her, and Rose gripped my hair tight as she climbed into my lap, not breaking contact with my mouth. My eyes widened before sliding closed, a strangled moan escaping as I felt the tip of her tongue peek out. My hands slid down her arms and settled on her hips, pulling her body closer to mine. Realizing that I wasn't pushing her away, Rose tilted her head back and gasped before recapturing my lips into a scorching kiss. One of my hands left her hip and started to knead her breast, feeling the heavy weight in my palm. My thumb flicked against her nipple through her thin tank top, causing it to pebble and turn into a stiff peak since she wasn't wearing a bra.

Rose pulled away from my lips, angling her body back slightly so that she could grab the hem of her shirt. In one swift move, she peeled it off her body, tossing it to the floor and leaving her

chest bared to me. I was a little surprised that Rose was sitting in front of me, topless. Cupping her breasts in my hands, I leaned my head down and licked around the tight bud of her nipple. Pulling it into my mouth with my teeth, I reveled in her moan of pleasure. She weaved her hands through my hair, pulling on my chestnut locks. My lips kissed along her chest as my mouth traveled to her other breast, paying the same attention to that nipple as the first. Rose gently yanked my head up, looking me in the eyes, the pads of her thumbs stroking the apples of my cheeks. Her eyes were questioning, a trace of uncertainty shining through her gaze.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked, her eyes roaming my face, looking for some sort of hesitation.

I nodded. "Yes, I do."

She smiled and pressed her lips to mine again. Gliding her hands down my chest, she grabbed the bottom of my shirt, only losing contact with my lips as the garment came around my head as she pulled it off. She slid off my lap, getting to her feet, and extended her hand to me so that I could stand as well. Once we were both upright, she shimmied out of her pants and underwear, then hooked her fingers into the waistband of my leggings, helping me to remove mine. Soon, we were both standing in front of each other naked. My earlier bravado had seemed to disappear with my clothes, and I was woefully unsure what to do.

Her hands gripped my hips and she guided me so that she could push me up against the wall, our chests pressed together and her warm breath fanning across my face. "Stop overthinking, Bella. We have the same anatomy, so just do what feels good to you."

I nodded and crushed my lips to hers. We groped and kissed while I led us to my room. Once inside, I pushed her down on the bed and crawled up after her. She looked so incredible, her hair spread out against the lavender sheets on my bed, her legs slightly parted, her hands cupping her breast as she plucked at her nipples. Without hesitation, I leaned down, kissing up her legs and nipping the inside of her thighs. The moan she let out made my own arousal gush, the sticky fluid coating my thighs. I rubbed them together, needing some friction. Her response was so sexy and spurred me on. I pressed my thumb against her clit, feeling her slick juices leaking from her. Using my fingers, I stroked through her folds, her wetness increasing with each pass. I leaned forward again, darting my tongue out to moisten my lips.

Rose grabbed my shoulders before I could start to go down on her. "Wait. I want to try something first."

I nodded and she flipped us so that she was on top and in control. She positioned us so that one of her legs was between mine and one of mine was between hers. She hovered over me, like she

was trying to line us up, and then she started rubbing her pelvis against mine. The feeling of her slick skin against mine pulled a moan from my chest. "Oh, fuck, that feels so good."

Rose grabbed my chin and kissed me, and soon we were swallowing each other's moans and pants. Instead of pulling away from me completely, she rested her forehead against mine when our lips broke apart. Rose's warm hands slid across my hips and gripped my ass, grinding our bodies against each other, increasing the pace. As she rocked her hips, I swiveled mine, our clits bumping, our combined juices intensifying the sensation.

"Bella, holy shit. You're so fucking gorgeous like this. Flushed cheeks, red lips, hooded eyes, the pleasure written all over your face. Did that dick ever get to see you like this?"

"No, I've never felt like this before." I whimpered as she changed the angle, hitting a different spot that started to make stars form behind my eyelids.

Rose gave me a small smile, her expression similar to the one she'd just described seeing on my face. Though I could see the sheen of sweat that had broken out across her body, her breathing was even. I ran my hands down her chest, causing goosebumps to break out, and played with her nipples, rolling them with my fingers. I pulled her breasts to my face, licking, sucking and flicking the tight buds with my tongue. She let out a keening cry, her stomach contracting and her hips continuing to slide with mine. It was amazing to watch her orgasm play out in front of me.

Her head was thrown back, face contorted in ecstasy, and the small moans and gasps bubbling out of her told me she was finding her release. Seeing the pure bliss on her face threw me closer to the edge, but I still needed more. She reached down and pressed on my clit with her thumb, causing me to topple over the cliff with her. She let out a sigh and laid her head on my stomach.

"I'd say you accomplished your goal: for both of us to come." I giggled, stroking the hair away from her face, still coming down from my orgasm high.

"Just give me a minute to catch my breath because I'm not even remotely finished with you." Her tone was sexy and sassy, her matching smile radiant. She slid her hand up my stomach and in between the valley of my breasts. Using her fingernails to lightly scratch the sides of my tits and over my nipples, she lazily played with my tits, a moan rumbling in my chest. She smirked and said, "Well, I've always been a bit of an overachiever, always going for the extra credit in school. I think I can get you to do it at least another time … or two."

The look in her eyes and the feelings she was eliciting in me were starting to make my arousal pool again. I rubbed my thighs together, trying to get some sort of friction. Rose came up on her

knees between my legs and spread my legs apart. Her warm fingers running through my slick folds caused a shot of electricity to ripple through me straight to my already sensitive clit, making it throb and pulse. I wanted to see if she was just as wet as I was, if her arousal was running down her thighs. Sliding my hands over the damp skin between her legs gave me my answer.

"Is it turning you on knowing that you are making me so wet, Rose?" I asked, grabbing her hair in my hand, wrapping the strands around my fist, and pulling on the silky tresses.

"Yes," she answered in a strangled moan. "I wanna taste you, Bella. I wanna know if it's as sweet as you smell."

I released her hair, allowing her to kiss down my stomach, the muscles clenching under her lips. When I felt her breath blow across my clit, I threaded my hands through her hair, giving me something to anchor me. Her warm, wet tongue glided through my slit and circled around my clit, her tongue flattening against it, putting pressure on it. She stroked and sucked, flicking her tongue as she lapped at my pussy. I groaned, tightening my hold on her hair as she ate me out. I wanted to make Rose feel good too because this was amazing. My hands moved from the back of her head and down along her arms. Sitting up slightly, I reached down and pulled her legs toward me as I tried to move her. It was proving to be difficult, but she seemed to know what I was trying to do. She spun her body, her lips staying connected to my sex, placing her legs on either side of my head, and soon her pussy was hovering above my mouth. I grabbed her by the hips, my fingers meeting the fleshy part of her ass, and I pulled her closer to me. Her musky scent hit me, and I could see that she was glistening, absolutely drenched. Extending my tongue, I ran it through her slick folds, savoring the taste of her as she coated my lips. I licked her from bottom to top, stopping at the apex of her thighs so that I could pull her clit in between my teeth and flick it with my tongue.

Instead of getting distracted while she was going down on me, it encouraged me to make her feel good. For every moan she pulled from my lips, I doubled my efforts to get one from her. This bogus competition was all in my head, but I wanted to see who caused the other to come first. I pressed my face into her heat and slid two fingers inside her with the hand that wasn't anchoring her to me. Not to be outdone, she evened the score by inserting two fingers into me as well. We both thrust our digits into each other's pussy, fighting to bring the other over the edge faster.

She removed her lips from my clit, never ceasing her finger fucking, and I felt her breath fan across my thighs. "You're doing that so well, Bella. Are you sure you've never done this before?" Rose panted, her voice taking on a breathy tone. A cry between a moan and a whimper fell from her plump lips before she went back to devouring me with renewed vigor.

I shook my head to answer her question, but the motion caused her to wildly buck her hips into my face, rubbing herself all over my mouth and nose. I gripped her hips to try and slow her grinding, pinching her ass. I could feel that I was getting close, and the feeling of her walls fluttering and clamping onto my fingers told me she was as well. I added a third finger, and Rose's legs started to shake and clamped around my head. The feel of her drenching my fingers with her cum and the taste of her was surprisingly pleasant. The earthy and sweet taste seemed to fit Rose perfectly.

When she came down from her orgasm, she collapsed to the side before she crawled between my legs and went to work on getting me off double time, adding a third finger while her thumb rubbed furious circles on my clit. "Fuck, yes! Please make me come, Rose." I played with my nipples, and I saw her eyes shoot to my chest from between my legs.

"That's so hot. Play with your pretty nipples, Bella." She climbed on top of me, continuing to circle my clit with her thumb, as her fingers thrust inside me. With her other hand and mouth, she helped me stimulate my breasts. I ground down onto her fingers and felt my body go rigid, sucking her fingers into me further. It was one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had with someone else. It seemed to go on endlessly as my body convulsed, the spasms making my legs feel weak. I moaned through my climax, my voice going hoarse as I struggled for breath. As my body began to still, she removed her fingers from my heat, trailing damp fingers along my stomach. She bent down and placed a searing kiss on my lips, her tongue sweeping out to tangle with mine. When we pulled apart, we both were wearing stupid happy grins, a little punch drunk from the high of our climaxes.

"A girl could get used to this. Those were two pretty awesome orgasms, Rose. I can see why you were always head of the class."

We were lying on the bed on our backs, so she rolled to her side and pulled my face to look at her. She kissed me again, this one less frenzied but still full of passion. "Girls do it better, babe."

We laughed and kissed again.

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Rose stayed in bed with me after that, and after resting for a little bit, we were back at it again. Rose had dug around in my nightstand, finding my rabbit vibrator, her eyebrow raising in appreciation, commenting how maybe I wasn't so much of a prude after all. We took turns fucking each other with the toy, and we were keeping track of who could draw out the most orgasms. I was leading so she was between my legs again, trying to make me come without her fingers. With her talented tongue, she was doing an amazing job as she nipped and sucked and licked. I was right on the precipice, a scream bubbling in my throat when I heard the front door open and close and then a voice spoke.

"Babe, I brought pizza. Figured you might be hungry, and if you weren't, well, we'll just have to work up an appetite." Jared laughed to himself. "Bella, where you at?"

I moaned deeply as Rose licked my clit and slid her tongue inside me deep, causing my legs to quiver. The bedroom door creaked open as Jared called out, "B, did you get started without me again?" Looking over at the door, I saw him standing there, his palm rubbing over his cock, a smarmy smile on his face. "Bella?" Rose lifted her head from between my legs, wiping her lips with her thumb, turning to face him. "Rose?!" He squeaked. "What...how...?"

A giddy grin took over his expression as he took in the sight of the two of us, naked and in the throes of passion. He reached down to pull off his shirt, but I spoke before the material could make its way halfway up his chest.

"Whatever you're thinking, you can stop right now. Your services are no longer required. But thanks for the pizza. I seem to be famished. Oh and don't let the door hit you in your ass on the way out," I spat out at him. I wanted to humiliate him and embarrass him, but honestly right now, all I cared about was what Rose and I were doing. I didn't care what happened to him from this moment on. With both of us glaring daggers at him, he beat a hasty retreat and actually left the pizza.

Rose continued her mission until she made me come, the orgasm that hit me like a freight train, the strongest one yet. After we finished basking in the afterglow, I climbed out of the bed, grabbed the box, and then we ate pizza together, naked in my bed, our hands lingering and exploring until we both couldn't eat another bite and the box was pushed to the floor. The good thing about pizza was that it tasted just as good cold.

Who knew that finding out my boyfriend was cheating on me would lead to this? Certainly not me, but I couldn't hate the outcome. Besides, Rose was right—girls did do it better.