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Bella-
I was stunned. Floored. Never in my whole life had I experienced so many different emotions all at once. One minute I was enduring the most erotic spanking of my life, each smack creating the most delicious friction, and then, I was alone.
Not alone exactly. Alice and Jasper seemed to understand the situation without a word being spoken. My best friend wrapped her arm around me and guided me to the side where we watched Edward, frozen to the floor at his feet with a stricken look claiming his handsome features. A thin sheen of sweat coated his forehead and cheeks, his skin paling, and he looked to be struggling for breath.
Guilt stole my passion, knowing I was responsible, at least in part for whatever happened. I didn't even care when a tear slid down my cheek, smearing the makeup I had applied with extreme care.
Edward seemed to lose his battle with his internal war, stomping away until he disappeared toward the bathroom. Jasper's firm hand landed on my shoulder to reassure me without a word, attempting to offer comfort when I just wanted to escape.
Sniffing, I turned my attention to the woman at my side. "I-I don't understand w-what happened. Did I do something wrong?"
She stroked my shoulder with a comforting stroke, sympathy in her eyes. "No, Nova, you didn't do anything. Whatever Edward is struggling with has nothing to do with you. Actually, you were handling the situation like a pro."
Swallowing the lump of confusion, I shook my head with a humorless chuckle. "I really have no clue what I'm doing here. Maybe this was a huge mistake. I don't want to be the cause of throwing some guy into a panic."
Her perfectly plucked eyebrows rose, and she looked to be deep in thought. She tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Nova, there are other options. You don't have to play with Edward. In all fairness, he did say he didn't play anymore. Perhaps he tried and whatever just got the better of him. Jasper said, Master Emmett seemed more than eager to coach you. What do you think?"
"Right now," I bit my lip uncertain what I wanted. I don't know what it was about the guy, but Edward was the first one to capture my attention. Maybe his discomfort spoke to my own apprehension. Whatever the case there was something different about him. Probably his insistence on torturing himself, I decided as I stared at my best friend. "I don't know. Jasper said I shouldn't jump into anything. I think I will just wait and think about it a little longer."
My ass was still smarting from the spanking Edward delivered, along with pleasure shooting to my core every time I shifted, causing the burn to flare.
Brushing the moisture from my cheeks, I squared my shoulders and raised my chin. If I hadn't been mistaken, I'd spied Edward's car near my apartment on a few different occasions, which led me to believe he wasn't as immune to me as he'd wanted me to think.
Alice must've sensed my resilience because she patted my back with a grin. "That's my girl. Don't let one minor setback steal your joy."
I stood there listening to the beat of the music, glancing from couple to couple. They all appeared to be in some rapturous bliss, yet here I was, standing utterly alone. I could wander around and mingle, get to know people, see if anyone else captured my interest.
While it had an appeal, some of my initial curiosity faded, stolen by the man who'd bared my ass to half the club. Several heads turned in my direction and I could see the spark of intrigue lighting their eyes. Feeling as though I was on display, I edged away from their prying gaze, seeking refuge in the shadows.
Alice followed, her fingers drifting down my arm. "Are you okay, babe? Want to go outside and get a breath of air?"
Nibbling my bottom lip, I shook my head, "No. I think I'm going to head home for the night. I have breakfast with my mom in the morning." I was about to head for the door and turned back, giving Alice a huge hug. "Thanks for everything. Have fun."
I lied. I lied straight to my best friend. I wasn't going to breakfast with my mom, but I needed a quick escape and it was the first thing to come to mind. I didn't even care, wanting to feel the cool rush of air on my skin. As soon as I burst out into the parking lot, I stumbled to a stop, drawing in a deep calming breath.
My little Nissan was tucked back in the far corner across the lot. I was halfway there when I spotted that jet-black Mercedes.
Was he there? I spied him slipping out a while ago. Was he sitting there inside watching me?
My belly fluttered with a thousand butterflies taking flight. Even after his obvious discomfort, he sat right there in the parking lot.
Was he watching for me? Was he watching over me?
Curiously, I tipped my head as the thought persisted and refused to let go. Before I knew what I was doing my feet moved to the car on the edge of the lot. Squinting, I peered into the darkened windshield, catching just a hint of an outline.
He was there. An unexpected pleasure zipped down my spine. No matter his struggles, he still remained and I would like to think I had just a little bit to do with it.
Even through the tinted window, he looked shaken by my approach, his eyes going wide. He shuffled in the car hurriedly as if he were trying to hide what he'd been doing. A muscle in his jaw ticked and he went utterly still with his hand lodged in his pants.
His nostrils flared with a hint of annoyance, yet his aggravation couldn't hide the rapid rise and fall of his chest. His skin was dotted with perspiration and several shades paler than normal.
Had he been masturbating? A quick inspection of his car answered the question for me, spotting a strip of cum dripping from his dashboard.
Right then, I felt cheated.
My arms folded over my chest as I stared into the window. Edward could've started his car and drove away, leaving me behind with my own frustration. To my surprise, he cracked the window, his brow lifting with question. "You need something?"
I glared back. I could literally feel the fire radiating from my gaze, and expected him to burst into flames at any second. "I came over here to check on you and make sure you're alright. Looks like you've recovered nicely to me."
The corner of his mouth twitched as if he were withholding a smile. This time my annoyance reached new heights. Nothing about this situation was remotely amusing and after he'd stomped away, I'd been more embarrassed than I ever have. My toe tapped and I gestured to his lap. "At least one of us was satisfied, I suppose."
"Is that what has your dander in a fluff?" His steely gaze swept my length, his focus lingering on the apex of my thighs. "You didn't get off?"
A humorless laugh erupted from my throat as I studied him long and hard. "Wouldn't you be annoyed if you were in my spot? If I spanked your ass, got you all hot and bothered in front of a whole club, and then came out here to get mine alone in an empty parking lot?"
I was missing something, something vital to this situation. I couldn't pinpoint what exactly, but something was missing. His expression was troubled, the wicked light that had been in his eyes earlier this evening, faded. Even though agitation was present in his face, the click sounded as he unlocked the door.
His head jerked to the side as he gestured to the seat next to him. "Get in."
I'd won. Whatever was going on between us, I'd won this argument. Victory welled in my chest, but I was hesitant, some of my normal spunk returning. "Why?"
He chewed on the inside of his cheek as he studied me. His gaze was so intense, that several sensations jogged down my spine. His hand fisted on the steering wheel, his other fidgeting at his crotch. The twitch near his temple persisted as he stared back at me, his tongue coming out to wet his lips.
A tingle of awareness skated over my skin, and the desire to listen to his command teased me on a whole new level.
Finally, he spoke, causing the ache to shoot to my toes. "You're right. I shouldn't have left you like that." His gaze dropped to my breasts and the flesh pebbled under that heated stare. "Just because I don't play, doesn't mean I should leave you unsatisfied. Get in."
Despite everything that had happened in Campfire the temptation to climb in that car took hold of me, and wouldn't let go. My legs started moving before I even realized what was happening, going to stand at the passenger side of his car. My fingers hovered on the door as I contemplated what I was doing.
I didn't know this man. We'd come to no actual agreement between us. Was I actually considering getting into the car and letting him touch me?
It was really stupid to think about. He'd just spanked me in front of a whole club, my ass bared for the world to see. He'd crouched down, smelling my pussy and just the image flashing in my mind had my desire coming to life.
It was reckless. It was foolish, yet even as I berated myself, I opened that door and slipped into the bucket seat next to him.
His masculine scent surrounded me, captivating my senses, and the breath shuddered from my lungs. I just barely managed to keep my eyes open, when all I really wanted to do was lose myself in his scent.
I fixated on the clean line of his jaw. It was hard, lean, lined in a thin coating of stubble. Following the curve, I came to his chin and only a short distance away was perfect full lips.
As mesmerizing as Edward was, his fragrance, his appearance, he was riddled with flaws. He wasn't ignorant of his effect on me, I could feel it in the intense way he stared at me. He wasn't cocky about it, however, and it made me wonder what his story was.
I'd already risked so much to be here. I didn't chase men. If they wanted me, I liked someone who wasn't scared to say it. So far it hadn't been the case with this guy.
For whatever reason, I was drawn to him over and over. Nervously, I licked my lips and lifted my gaze to meet his. Suddenly, I wanted to know about the shadows in his eyes, what lurked just below the surface, the demons holding him back. "What happened back there? I-I thought you were enjoying it."
His head dipped in confirmation and I noticed the way his lips trembled slightly. "I was." He shuffled in his seat, turning to face me, his gaze searching mine. He seems to be looking for something, yet I wasn't certain what. "There are things I'm not comfortable talking about. I don't play anymore and that is something that's not going to change. If that's something you are wanting to do, I can help you find so-someone better than me. Someone who can follow the rules without having a total breakdown."
"Is that what you want?" I was doubtful. He didn't sound as confident in his statement as he wanted to be. My gaze fell to his lips, running over their smooth surface, wondering how he would taste. "D-do you want me to find someone else to play with? Do you want someone else to lift my skirt and spank me?"
His lashes dropped a fraction, his pupils narrowing. I could tell by the displeasure on his face, he wasn't exactly pleased by the idea. Taking advantage of his momentary weakness, I continued, "I-if I was to consider finding someone else to play with, would you help me look? I mean, you were there the first night, you saved me from making a bad decision. I trust …"
A humorless laugh erupted from his throat, the sound actually chilling weirdly. And he shook his head adamantly, his gaze focused on a spot just outside the window. "You shouldn't trust me. You know nothing about me."
I should have let the matter drop, climbed out of his car, and went home like I told Alice I was going to. Did I? Hell no, that would've been logical, and here lately I wasn't making the wisest decisions. Reaching across the space separating us, I took hold of his hand, squeezing his fingers to get his attention.
For a moment, I let his warmth seep into my skin, admiring the strength I felt in his hand. When he finally turned back to look at me, I searched his hooded gaze, watching his eyes fill with uncertainty. "But I do."
"Why?" He looked so confused it made me smile.
I shrugged, giving him the only answer that sprang to my mind. "Why not? You know these people better than me. You would know who I should stay away from, and who would be the best person to play with, right?"
He shifted restlessly in his seat, his fingers flinching in mine, while his other hand tightened on the steering wheel. His lips pursed before they went lax, his gaze dancing between me and the windshield. "Is this what we're going to do? Sit here and talk about finding you a playmate?"
"I remember you saying something about you shouldn't have left me unsatisfied." I was tempting fate, tempting and teasing this guy I barely knew. Why? Because I just had to. Inhaling deeply, I breathed in his scent, letting the sensuality warm my blood. "You want to elaborate on that?"
His lip curled, baring his teeth, apparently more pleased by the concept than he wanted to admit. "You want to hear all the wicked things I want to do to you?" He shifted closer in his seat, his mouth an inch away from mine, his breath teasing my lips. A hard glint entered his gaze as his eyes snapped to mine. "Or did you want a demonstration?"
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