Chloe's POV:
Bella suggested we go out of town for a nice dinner to get away, which I am all for. I've put myself together nicely in light wash jeans, a black tank top that has glitter strings holding it together, while my back is completely bare. I've added cropped black leather jacket on top with some chunky black booties. I've curled my hair and done a little more with my makeup than I normally do. It feels nice to be put together. Bella offered to drive us, which I of course wasn't going to fight her on. I'm adding some perfume and I'm officially ready. I grab my purse and phone and head out of my bedroom, closing the door behind me.
Embry and Quil are occupying the living room, playing a video game today. Quil's shirt is off and he's leaning on the back of the couch with his legs spread out. His biceps flex as he tightens his grip on the remote before shouting about how Embry cheated. I peel my eyes away from his body and meet Embry's eyes. "I'm headed out."
"You look fucking hot in that, where to?" Quil asks, his eyes roaming over me. I watch his tongue dart out, licking over his bottom lip. When his eyes meet mine again I blush. My body seems to react to his words and I feel instantly too warm for this jacket. I swallow, trying to calm myself down.
"Dinner with Bella. What are you guys up to?" Embry wiggles the remote at me with a half smile. "Fun." I chuckle before pulling open the door. "See ya!" I call, tugging in behind me. Bella's truck is already waiting for me so I happily rush over to the passenger door. I climb in and look over her, seeing she's looking her best as well.
"Jesus Chloe. You look so good, I love that top!" She smiles big at me. "Do I look okay?"
I snort, "I was just about to tell you how good you look, you look amazing." I assure her. Bella, though shy sometimes, is a gorgeous girl who could get any guy she wants. She's in a little love triangle and she doesn't even notice it. Bella thanks me and we pull away, headed out of town. The dining options in La Push and Forks are both pretty bland, just little diners and fast food places. Once you drive a little further there's more of a city feel to the area and there's plenty of restaurants and coffee shops.
Bella turns up the radio and I enjoy the music, cracking the window down just a little bit to enjoy the wind in my hair. We sing along to some songs and laugh about our horrible voices, and before I know it we've arrived.
For a Tuesday evening it looks pretty crowded, but Bella mentioned calling ahead. I climb out of the car, smoothing out my outfit and falling behind her lead. We dip inside the restaurant and I'm pleasantly surprised. There's light chatter surrounding us but some low music is playing. This place looks pretty trendy and sleek. Bella talks to the waiter about our reservation while I look around. The walls are a dark red color with trimmed patterning all around. The ceiling is a textured bronze color and the floors are a deep wood. There's several tables scattered around, but also a very large bar area and an open floor.
The waiter leads us to our table and I follow in line with Bella. She turns to me, whispering in my ear. "There's a huge bar area." Sounds delightful to me, if they didn't card. We're lead to a table in a corner next to a heavy set of thick black curtains. I take my seat and instantly someone is there to drop off water and bread. I raise my eyes at Bella and she laughs. "I went here with Edward once, it's so nice and the food is so good." She moans, taking a slice of bread.
"Good, I'm starving." I assure her, taking a slice myself. I look around and notice a lot of the people here are young, around our age if not a bit older.
"Hi ladies, my name is Anthony, I'll be your server for tonight. Here's our menu's, on the second page you'll see our specials for this evening. Can I start you off with something to drink? Our wine menu is on the backside of the menu." A young male waiter approaches us with a kind smile. He has black hair that's perfectly swooped to each side of his face, and a bit of scruff on his chin. His eyes are a chocolate brown color and his lips are curled up into a smile.
I glance up at Bella before turning to the back of the menu. I'm only nineteen and on the Res that means it's fine to drink, but outside of there I haven't tested my luck. Bella's already combing through the options like an expert. "I'll have the butterfly cocktail, Chloe I think you'd like it." She reaches over, pointing it out on my menu.
Wow, badass Bella.
"I'll take the same." I smile confidentially, holding my breath to see if he'll card us.
"I'll get that right to you ladies." He smiles charmingly before walking away. I glance at Bella with my eyebrows lifted and she giggles a little.
"They never card here." She says in a hushed tone. I never thought Bella Swan would be a rule breaker, I love it.
Before I can even finish my bread Anthony is back, setting town two purple drinks. "Do you ladies like to start our with any of our appetizers?" He questions, grabbing out his book. Before I can even say anything Bella speaks up.
"Do you want to share?" I quickly nod. "Okay we'll have the spinach dip, please." She smiles up at Anthony, who returns it. As Anthony dips away I look back at her, laughing a little. "Isn't he hot?" She whispers, giggling to herself. I nod quickly, laughing that we were thinking the same thing. "He's no Edward, but damn." She laughs.
He's really gorgeous, but my mind keeps roaming to Quil. Damn imprinting. Everytime I try to think about Anthony's good looks or charming smile, images of Quil pop up into my head. Quil's boyish smile. Quil's chiseled body. The way Quil looks at me. The way his dick was throbbing in my hand and his shouts of my name as he came. My body flushes with heat and I look down, smiling to myself a little.
No, no. I'm not giving into Quil that easy. Quil hurt me in the past and he'll likely do it again. I can't trust him, no.
When Anthony returns to take our order I decide on the alfredo pasta, handing him my menu. As I do, his fingers accidentally touch mine and his eyes flick to our hands before he smirks at me. Was that a smirk? Or maybe just a little smile? Either way I quickly retrieve my hand, placing it in my lap.
"So, how'd you apology go?" Bella asks, sipping on her drink. I do the same and I'm pleasantly surprised with how good it is.
I shrug, nodding my head. "It actually went good, we had a good talk."
"Yeah?"
"Hm. He was taking it seriously which was nice, and he warmed up after a few minutes of it being sort of awkward." She giggles at that and I just shake my head with a smile. "He mentioned though that apparently there's mating seasons?"
Her eyes go big and she nods. "Yes, I did hear about that! It happens a few times a year and it's supposed to make you really horny for like three full days. It's meant to make the wolves procreate, but of course ya'll have condoms in modern age." She smiles to herself. "Sounds like a fun time to me." She winks.
"Yeah a fun time if I actually wanted to have sex with the guy." I squeak, feeling flustered. I already feel turned on around Quil, how much worse can it get? I'm willing to bet with my luck it'll be unbearable.
Bella nods, "I get it, but maybe if you just stay somewhere else for those days it won't affect you as bad?" She offers, shrugging a shoulder. "You can always stay with me of course."
I smile, thankful for her offer. "I may take you up on that, thank you."
"How long as it been for you by the way?" I raise an eyebrow and she laughs. "When's the last time you had sex." She adds in, motioning at me.
Oh. "It's been a long time and it was never very good." I admit. I've had sex less than five times and each time was disappointing and slightly painful. I wasn't so into the guys I hooked up with, Conner and Brandon. They were nice, but they weren't really my type. I wasn't all that attracted to them, but I felt obligated to sleep with them. I was also eager to lose my virginity already. Those guys were not into foreplay or even making out for long, Conner was an especially terrible kisser too. It just wasn't enjoyable, but it's been a long time since then.
"Same here." Bella nods. "I only did it once and I sort of hated it? I don't know. It just wasn't good." She shakes her head, taking another sip from her drink.
"Wait, so you and Edward haven't?" I ask, shocked.
She shakes her head, her pale skin glowing red. "No, I want to but he wants to take things even slower than I do." She huffs. "And Jake never even made a move on me, so I've just been kissing Edward."
I'm pretty sure Jake's still a virgin, but I could be wrong. Edward though..he's a vampire. That guy has got to have a boatload of experience and he must be pretty good. I guess it's nice for them to take things slow, there's really no rush. "I just kind of want to jump his bones." She admits with a laugh. "I'm sick of waiting, even though I said I wanted to take things slow."
"My hormones are all messed up with the imprinting." I admit, she nods for me to continue. "I find every little thing Quil does is a turn on, and I hate that." I laugh at myself, shaking my head. "It annoys me actually. I don't want to be so affected by him. Any little touch gives me goosebumps and makes me so turned on. Then I can't stop thinking about when I made him..yanno." I hint to it, not wanting to say it.
"Would it be so wrong to explore that?"
"I mean..yeah? I don't want to accept the imprint, but there's no casual option with him. It's either imprint or nothing I think." Not that even having sex with him would be a good idea, it wouldn't. Two weeks ago I would have laugh at the idea of sex with Quil, but now? I'm not laughing. I'm turned on and revved up.
Anthony returns with our app, placing it carefully between us. He reminds us to be careful of the temperature of the plate, flashing us a smile, then leaves again. Moments later he shows up with refills on our drinks, which we thank him for. "This is my last one since I'm driving, but keep bringing her more." Bella chuckles to Anthony. He smiles and assures me he'll keep up with my refills.
"Maybe you'll go home and get your own orgasm this time." She winks before bursting into laughter. I laugh with her, shaking my head, covering my face.
"Honestly? I'm desperate one." I snort, fishing my phone out of my pocket as I feel it vibrate.
Quil's POV:
I groan, tossing the remote down on the couch. "Fuck you man." I shake my head as Embry throws his fists in the air, claiming his third victory in a row. I fish my phone out of my pocket to see a missed call from Chloe, and a voicemail. Worry swarms me and I instantly get up, headed in my room to listen to it. Maybe Bella got drunk and they need a ride back. I shut the door behind me and place the voicemail on speaker.
My brows string together as I try to listen, it sounds muffled at first but then I can hear it clearly. "So how'd the apology go?" I hear Bella's faint voice. I listen closely and realize that this is clearly a butt dial and I shouldn't spy on their conversation, but then I realize they're talking about me. The phone call drops after I hear "Honestly? I need one..shit!"
I'm left stunned with this boatload of new information. Chloe is turned on my me? She hasn't had good sex and she's looking to have an orgasm? I feel my cock spring to life at the thought of her wanting me and being able to make her cum. I check the time she called me and realize it was over an hour ago. Shit. Will she want to do something tonight?
I rake a hand through my hair, contemplating how I should approach this situation. I think she realized she butt dialed me and she's probably worried that I heard all that, maybe she'll come to me.
"I'm going to bed, night!" I hear Embry call from outside my door, right as car lights shine through my window. My heartbeat quickens as I tell Embry goodnight, quickly straightening up the dirty clothes from my floor and smoothing out the blankets on my bed. I pause, turning to grab some cologne. I spray a little on my chest before tugging the waist of my sweats down so they're hanging loosely on my hips, and I throw open my bedroom door.
I toss myself on my bed, throwing on The Office and wait. I hear Chloe try to be quiet as she pulls the front door open, her shoes clicking on the ground. She walks slowly this way and pauses outside of her room, peaking her head in my doorway. "Hey." I call to her, smiling a little.
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, walking through the door. "Hey." She replies, looking everywhere but me. Her eyes scan over my room, looking nervous.
"How was dinner?" I ask, folding my arms behind my neck. Her eyes drop to my chest before quickly lifting to my eyes. I hide a smile, chewing on my cheek. Caught.
She nods quickly. "Yeah it was good, how was your video games?" She takes a step forward, wrapping her arms over her chest. Her cleavage shows a lot in that top and I can feel my cock throb at the sight. I sit up to hide it between, shrugging my shoulder.
"Embry kicked my ass." I say sourly. "I got a call from you, was everything okay?" I ask, trying to sound concerned. Clearly everything was fine and the call wasn't meant to happen. I watch her face turn a little red and her eyes go a bit bigger.
She clears her throat, her eyebrows dropping. "Oh yeah I didn't mean to call..did you um.." She trails off.
"Get your voicemail?" I raise an eyebrow, my smile breaking through. I watch her swallow, shock written all over her face. "I got it." I say casually, with a little shrug. Clearly she's on high alert, knowing there was a mix up. She doesn't know what I heard and I like watching her squirm with worry.
"You did..what did you, um, hear?" She asks, crossing her ankles. She looks stiff and uncomfortable and I feel half bad messing with her.
I hum, looking up in thought as I tap my chin. She's silent, waiting for my answer. "Something about you being turned on by me and wanting an orgasm..hm what was your wording? Desperately?" I finish with a smirk, watching her face and chest turn bright red.
She lets out a whine, stomping her foot and covering her face. I chuckle at her embarrassment, shaking my head, but she's not even looking at me. She quickly shuts my bedroom door, stomping over to me. "Of course you had to eavesdrop." She scoffs at me, pointing a finger in my face. "You're so nosy Quil."
I place a hand on my heart, trying to look hurt. "I wasn't eavesdropping, I was just listening to my imprints needs." I smile up at her. "Would you like that orgasm now or a little later..or both?" I smirk, reaching up to grasp her waist. She looks stunned with my touch, pushing my hand away.
"Ugh!" She huffs, taking a step back as I snicker. "The last thing I want from you is an orgasm." She scrunches up her face in disgust. I know that's not the case though. My poor Chloe is horny and needs help getting off, and I'm more than willing to help with that. Her little whimpers from grinding down on my leg the other night have my scorned to my brain, it's all I can think about. It was so sexy watching her be so needy for me. I want her to be needy for me again.
"Really? Cause it sounded like you've been awfully turned on by me." I tease her, reaching up to touch her again but before I can she slaps my hand. "Hey I'm not selfish, I want to return the favor." I bite my lip, meaning every word I'm saying. Touching or tasting Chloe would be better than any orgasm out there. "I know you're not ready for sex, but if you want to fool around a little I'm all in." I say honestly.
Her face goes from anger to a little more serious and hope fills inside of me. That, and need. "Really?" She asks, looking dead serious.
I quickly nod, my face going slack. "Of course. I don't want anything in return, I just want to make you feel good." I reach out again, sliding my hand up the outside of her thigh, planting it on the small of her waist. "Let me make you feel good."
She steps closer to me so she's standing in between my legs. Her arousal perfumes the air, but I don't make a comment about it, I know she hates that. Her delicate hands place on my shoulders and she swiftly pushing me back on the bed. In an instant she climbs on top of me, straddling my waist. My breathing is instantly chopping as both of my hands plant on her hips. She hovers over my face, inspecting it closely.
Her eyes fall to mine and I stare back, soaking in this closeness. I'm not sure when the next time will be when I'm able to touch her. Chloe is stubborn and she's freaked out with our situation, I want to make her comfortable. I won't push her hard. She needs to come to terms with it in time. I realize that now. I was a dick at first, but now I see what she needs.
She leans forward and my eyes drop to her lips. They're shiny with a clear gloss and every urge in my body is telling me to kiss her. Her face goes from serious to smirk as she snorts at me. "You wish Quil." She pats my bare chest, sitting up. She goes to peel away from me but easily I reverse our roles so I'm on top of her. She squirms under me, her eyes going wide.
"I do wish." I say honestly. "I wish you'd like me touch you. I wish you'd let me kiss your soft lips. I wish you'd let me taste you because god." I pause to inhale. "You smell so fucking good. I wish you'd let me make you cum so I can hear you yell out my name with your taste on my tongue. I wish a lot of things. I think you're too stubborn to let any of that happen though, but just know I'll be waiting." I say, watching her eyes go huge and her face go slack. "I wish you'd let me sink my cock inside of your until you're begging me not to stop until you cum again and again." I continue, liking her reactions as I talk. I jerk my hips once against hers, letting her feel how hard I am for her. What I wasn't expecting was to her that sweet whimper fall from her throat again, and her nails to dig into my shoulders. "I'm not doing anything to you unless you ask." I say, removing my hips from hers. I remain on top of her, waiting for her to tell me to get off.
Chloe has the control, I do not.
Her heartbeat is irregular and pounding in chest as I wait, listening. As one hand continues digging into my shoulder her other hand glides down my back, pushing down on my hips. I thrust again her again and her grip tightens on me. I do it again and again watching her eyebrows string together and her lips part, a choked noise coming from her throat.
I feel her legs spread wider for me to grind down against her, and her nails crawl back up my back, finding the hair at the nape of my neck. She gives a firm tug and a whimper falls from her lips again as I add pressure to my thrusts. "Let me touch you Chloe." I say breathlessly. "No sex just..let me touch you."
Her shoulder seem to untense as her neck falls back on the bed. She looks so gorgeous like this. I lean down, wanting to capture her lips, but her face tilts away a little. Her neck is exposed and I want to claim it. I lick up her neck, leaving a trail of kisses. She whimpers again, her hips bucking up a bit. My hand trails up her side, wanting to touch her breasts. "Tell me to stop and I will." I remind her before slowly kneading her breast through the thin material of her top.
She moans this time and I feel my cock twitch in my sweats. I trail my hand back down to the hem of her top, slowly peeling it up. I realize she's not wearing a bra and my mouth leaves her neck, desperate to see her body for the first time. My eyes drop to her bare chest, watching it jiggle a little as our bodies move against each other. I pinch her nipple and she cries out, trying to muffle the noise with her hand.
My eyes shoot to hers and she's a little teary eyed. Her face is red and she looks desperate for my touch. I slowly stop my hips and before she can protest I slide down her body, claiming her nipple in my mouth. She lets out a strangle noise, her hands tightening their grip in my hair. My other hand plays with her other nipple, enjoying the sounds of her little cries.
Her boobs are so perfect and full. I never want to stop seeing them. It should be a rule that she has to walk around shirtless for the rest of our lives. Her hips raise a little, missing the attention. I slowly trail a hand down her stomach, skimming a finger across the hem of her jeans. Her breathing is choppy and needy. "Quil, I-"
I stop everything immediately, looking back up at her. She looks nervous and I fear I've taken things too far. "I'm..I'm not shaved." She admits, looking embarrassed about it.
I scrunch my eyebrows together, shaking my head. "That's so hot." I say honestly.
A little whimpered noise escapes her throat. "I don't want you to see that." She sits up on her elbows. I move so I'm not on top of her, but right on her side.
"Can I touch and not look?" I ask, running my fingers along the inside of her thigh. She shutters a little, then chews on her lip, nodding.
Thank you Taha Aki.
I carefully unbutton her jeans, gliding down the zipper. She slowly lays back on my bed, looking nervous still. Slowly I trail my hand down beneath her jeans, cupping her through her panties. They're absolutely soaked through. My cock twitches in my sweats again and I fear I won't even make it through this without cumming. I move my hand so that I'm beneath her panties, moving through the little patch of hair. She spreads her legs a little further for me and I can't help but smirk at that. She wants this, badly. As badly as I do.
My fingers glide through her folds, before settling on her clit. She lets out a choked noise as I slowly circle her clit. My mouth dips back down to her breasts, sucking on her nipple as my fingers glide over her clit. She moans finding my hair again, roughly tugging on it. She cries out, my name falling from her lips.
"Fuck, please say my name again." I beg, scraping my teeth along her nipple.
"Quil fuck!" She cries out a little louder this time. "Please don't stop, I'm so close." She whimpers, her hips rising against my hand. It's a little difficult with her jeans still on, but I try my best to get a steady rhythm for her. "Please..a need a finger." She struggles to speak.
Wanting to obey, my fingers slip down her folds, finding her entrance. I try to slowly insert a single finger but she's so soaked it slips right in. I carefully pull out before pushing back in but her hips are bucking against my hand, wanting more. I slip in another finger, moving faster this time.
"Jesus! Yes!" She cries, sounding angelic. I've though about this a lot, but I never imagined it being this sexy. "Quil, don't stop I'm so close-I'm-" Before she can continue I nearly jump out of my skin at the sound of the alarm blaring through the apartment.
She yelps in shock and my hand retreats from her pants, jumping from the bed. I quickly tug down her shirt before rushing to my door, throwing up open. The kitchen is smoky and Embry is desperately trying to fan out the microwave.
"What's going on?" I ask, still flushed and dazed. He looks over at me with wide eyes.
"I burnt my food, fuck!" He groans, pulling the burnt food from the microwave, tossing it in the sink. I grab a chair and climb up to the alarm, trying to get it to turn off. It's ear shattering, especially with wolf hearing. I groan, clicking the button over and over until it finally shuts up.
Embry lets out a relieved breath, nodding his head at me as I climb down. "Thanks." He chuckles a little, running water over the burnt food.
"Everything okay?" Chloe emerges from my room with wide eyes, looking dazed and confused.
Dammit Embry, I'm going to kick your ass for this. I quickly walk over to Chloe, not wanting her mood to be lost. She looks pale, probably from being so scared. "Yeah, Embry just burnt some food." I assure her. Embry tosses the food in the garbage, shaking his head.
"Sorry guys, all good." He chuckles, walking back to his bedroom, shutting the door.
When it's just the two of us again I look at Chloe, who's already staring at me. I quickly lift her from the ground my hands holding her ass firmly, her legs wrapping around me to help support her, as I hall her back into my bedroom. I kick the door shut behind me and toss her back down on the bed, her squeals of shock filling the room.
"Where were we?" I smirk, climbing onto the bed beside her again. My hand goes to her jeans, readying to unbutton them again but her hand stops me.
"Maybe we shouldn't go there." She chews on her lip, now looking unsure. I pause, not wanting to upset her.
"But you were so close. Let me help you finish." I plead, looking into her eyes. I can tell the moment has passed as she shakes her head. "I'm sorry." I frown.
She just shakes her head again, patting my chest. "All good."
"Are you sure you don't want to sit on my face? It's a good seat." I tease, trying to lighten her mood. She laughs at that, shaking her head.
"I'm good."