Ch 10: Need
~Edwards POV~
Whatever was going on between Bella and I had me thoroughly confused.
She could be so open and closed all at the same time. How the hell was I supposed to deal with that?
I snagged a beer from the kitchen as I made my way through the sea of people. Everyone was talking about the game, still congratulating us on the win. Dancing had broken out in the living room, and various forms of beer pong were in play. I bypassed all of it, making my way outside where it was less crowded.
My eyes scanned for her, again.
I had only done so about every five minutes for the last hour and a half.
I had seen her leave in the middle of the game. At first, I thought she might be coming back, but as the game went on, I realized that wasn't the case.
When I'd questioned Angela about it later, she had given the vague 'something came up' routine and I knew she wasn't going to say more. Part of me wondered if she even knew more than that.
What was with Bella?
She was giving me so many different signals I really couldn't keep up.
I was surprised she had even let me in during class today. The wall she built so high around herself fell just a fraction and I got to see a peak of what was on the other side.
Of course, I felt like an ass about it. Fuck if I knew she had money problems.
The look of repressed shame in her eyes after admitting she ate the same cheap thing every day to save money made my stomach hurt. No one deserved that kind of life.
I threw myself down into a chair around a mostly deserted fire as I thought about it.
How could I live next door and not realize they were struggling?
On the outside it didn't seem so bad. Their house looked well kept, but then again, I usually saw her out on weekends cleaning or fixing things. At the time I'd just thought it was hot. Now I was questioning the reasoning behind it.
Her words from earlier came back to me. That sometimes she wondered what it would be like to have someone else's life. But you couldn't always tell from the outside if it would be any better.
Was that her life?
The sort of well-kept appearance, but falling apart on the inside?
She's said she was fine, so maybe I was making too much out of it. The problem was I didn't know. I hadn't really known her in so long, it was hard to tell if she was lying or not.
She didn't really seem like the lying type. The evading, sassy, defensive type, most certainly. But I could tell she'd have a hard time not being genuine to people that meant something to her.
I wanted to be one of those people.
Her financial situation aside, I had been surprised at how close we were getting today. That she admitted she wasn't a virgin. I almost couldn't believe it. If she had slept with any guy in town, I would have known about it. There was just too much talk for me not to have found out.
Though I was taken aback at first, I didn't really feel too jealous about it. Whoever she had been with obviously wasn't that important or their last time fucking wouldn't have been almost two years ago. I supposed part of me did wonder who it was, and if they meant anything more to her than just a summer fling.
I just couldn't credit it considering how she had responded to me earlier. It didn't seem likely she was hung up on some guy. She wanted me. I knew it. Every signal she put out screamed it.
And fuck me if I didn't want to attend to her every desire.
Annoyed with myself, I went to take sip of beer, realizing I hadn't touched it yet. But even as I put the bottle to my lips I knew I didn't want it. I don't know why I even grabbed one. I almost never drank at these parties anyways.
It was too easy to do something dumb and wind up having shit posted about you later. While I certainly didn't care about my reputation, I didn't want anything to impact my getting into college later.
That was something else I liked about Bella. She never drank either.
If someone asked, she'd politely refuse. And if she was handed something, she would just take it and set it down later. I could tell she didn't care about the people around her drinking, and she'd never tell anyone not to. It made me wonder if she felt the same way I did about it; just afraid to do something that she'd later regret.
Sighing I dumped the beer out. I needed to get out of here. I was too annoyed with myself, and Bella to pretend I was having a good time.
It wasn't long before I was home. Nice thing about small towns, no one lived all that far apart.
I looked over to Bella's house seeing her car was in the driveway. It frustrated me. She could have at least texted to say she wasn't going to be around.
Part of me wanted to march over there, bang on the door and demand she talk to me about why she took off tonight. The stubborn part of me decided if she couldn't communicate then hell if I was going to barging over demanding her attention.
I wasn't that pathetic.
I hoped.
So, I went inside and did my best not to look back over. I wasn't in the house two minutes when a knock sounded on the door.
I felt my brows draw in wondering who it could be. It was past midnight and both of my parents were out of the house for the weekend.
Admittedly I opened the door with a little more force than necessary, surprising myself and Bella who happened to be on the other side.
She had jumped slightly and was holding a hand to her heart.
I couldn't see her face well in the dark of the porch, but I could at least tell she was startled.
"What do you want?"
My voice was low, and maybe just a smidge hostile.
She didn't seem deterred by it though.
"Hey. I know its late, I just came over to apologize. Probably could have waited till morning, but I just wanted to say it now. That's it though." And she was backing away, before I had completely registered everything she said.
Her voice sounded dead, and it bothered me a lot.
"Wait."
She stopped at the edge of the porch. Her back was facing me and there was definitely tension in her shoulders.
"Come back here."
My voice was much softer this time.
She turned slowly but didn't move back towards me.
"It's okay Edward. Its bad timing anyways. I really get it if you're pissed."
I felt the frown as it formed on my face.
"I'm…" I trailed off. I guess she was right. "I guess I am a little pissed." I admitted after a second.
She nodded her head slightly, hair shaking across her shoulders.
"Why didn't you just text me?"
I watched as her fists clenched against her side. She looked out across the lawn for a moment, before looking back at me. Her eyes sparkled slightly in what looked like frustration.
"I broke my phone."
That was unexpected.
"You broke your phone?"
Dumb.
What more was there to elaborate on?
She drug a hand through her hair.
"Its been a really shitty night Edward. I just came to say sorry."
Angry at her frustrated tone, I moved out of the doorway to advance on her. The light of the house no longer blocked by my back, filling the porch with light. As the beams landed on Bella, I felt my hiss of anger as I noticed the bruising on her face.
"What the hell?" I moved quickly to her and gently cupped her chin pulling her face towards me. Her eyes watched me cautiously as I inspected the area.
It wasn't a large bruise. Just a small smudge at the top of her cheek bone close to the corner of her eye. I smoothed my thumb over the area, drawing back when she winced.
"What the fuck happened?" She looked at me for a long time before she answered. As if she was debating on what to say.
"Wrong place, wrong time."
Evasive. Exactly her style.
It pissed me the hell off.
"What the fuck Bella? You disappear from the game, I get no message from you, then you show up on my door with a bruised face." My tone had taken on a nearly hysterical edge. The thought of someone hurting her made me quake with anger. "Who hit you?" My voice was hard, demanding.
She shook her head.
"It was an accident."
I couldn't help my scoff.
"Bullshit." I watched as her hands clenched furiously at her sides.
"God, you're such a dick. It was an ac-ci-dent." She annunciated every syllable of the word. "I fell down the fucking stairs, okay. And I didn't call or text because I happened to break my phone in the process."
She threw her hands up in frustration.
Her words felt genuine, but there seemed to be something she wasn't saying.
"So you're trying to tell me that after you mysteriously leave the game you just happened to fall, fuck up your face, and break your phone?" My tone was harsh.
"That's what happened, what else do you want me to say?" She nearly yelled.
"Why did you leave?" I wasn't budging an inch.
Her jaw set in a hard line.
"Don't come over here with some bullshit and not expect me to question the big gaps in your story. I'm not a fucking idiot Bella."
She let out an aggravated breath.
"Actually you might be. Because I told you the truth and you just don't want to believe it. Guess what Edward? Shit happens! And for whatever reason it fucking happened to me. Why are you even so mad anyways? Why do you even fucking care?"
And just like that something in me snapped.
I grabbed her arms, pushing them against her sides and crushed her to me. My mouth came down over her hot, wet, and totally ravaging. I put every bit of anger I was feeling into a searing kiss. When I pulled away, I was turned on and still pissed as hell.
"Tell me again I don't care." I gritted out.
She looked equally pissed and aroused as she eyed me.
"I never said you didn't care. I just don't understand why you do." Her words were still angry.
"Christ Bella, we're friends! You think I can look at you and not give a shit that someone obviously hurt you?" I shouted back.
"For the last fucking time, it was an accident!" So much heat was coming off of her, so much anger. It drove my arousal higher seeing the fire in her eyes.
"Lie to me again and I will fuck you senseless."
I have no idea where the threat came from. Obviously. I wasn't going to follow through with it, but seeing her pupils dilate made my dick strain against my pants.
"As much as I might want you to fuck me right now, I'm not lying. I don't lie." Her words held a sincerity that was iron clad. And I relented that maybe there had been an accident of some kind. But my head was more caught up on the other part of what she said.
"You want me to fuck you?" The surprise in my voice was evident.
With no hesitation in her eyes she nodded.
This was it. This was one of the moments I had been waiting for. But I was still angry, and though I was beginning to believe her story, I knew she wasn't telling me everything.
"I'm still angry with you. If I fuck you now, I'm not sure I can hold back." The warning was there. If she agreed, it wouldn't be soft, it wouldn't be tender.
"Good, because I'm pissed. I want you to fuck me so hard I'm crying because I can't take anymore."
"Careful what you wish for." Without further hesitation, I scooped her up and carried her inside, slamming the door behind me.
She was pushing herself up in my arms, dragging my face down for another intense kiss. She was full of spirit, biting and sucking. Our tongues drew out to fight the battle we having, each giving as much as was receiving.
Somehow, we made it to my room.
I threw her on the bed roughly, watching as she bounced slightly.
The hunger in her eyes intensified as she watched me snatch my shirt over my head. Hers followed almost as quickly.
I pounced upon her, nibbling and licking every bit of exposed flesh on my exploration to her breasts. When I made it to the black lace, I clamped my mouth over her hard. Her head threw back pushing into me firmly.
"Fuck!" she panted, twisting her hands into my hair pulling it tightly. Her hardened nipple poked through the fabric and I sucked relentlessly as she cried out my name. And when I felt she couldn't take it anymore, I assaulted her other breast.
"Yes! Fuck! Edward, I need more." Her vocal, unabashed cries were driving me wild. She was so open, letting me play with her body as I wished.
"What do you want Bella?" I teased rubbing the along the top of her pants. She bucked her hips in my hand.
"I want you to taste me. No clothes." There was something erotic about the direct way she told me what she desired. The fire in our touch didn't die as I stripped away her clothes and mine, though I did stop for a moment to appreciate how fucking beautiful she was.
"God Bella. You're so god damn gorgeous. I'm not sure if I want to eat you or fuck you."
"Have a bite." She suggested spreading her legs to me. If I was feeling wild before it was nothing compared to how I felt now. Watching as she opened her thighs, exposing the hidden wet heat to me. My mouth was on her in seconds.
She moaned as my lips crashed against her labia. I teased them, suckling the flesh, pulling lightly. My tongue drew between her folds dancing around her sensitive nub. She cried out when I flicked over the flesh quickly.
I drove my mouth lower, tasting at last the pool of arousal that had gathered there. It was unlike anything I had tasted before.
She was sweet, but musky. Strong and just so fucking delicious I wanted to lap at her forever.
Encouraged by her writhing, my tongue delved inside seeking more.
"Oh God. I'll come if you keep doing that."
Though I had no intention of stopping, hearing those words solidified my actions. I pressed deeper, and kneaded her thighs while I held them apart. She bucked wildly under me, and when I felt her clench around my tongue, I pressed harder.
Her cries were loud and unchecked.
Only when the last off her orgasm faded, did I stop.
When I looked up, my cock twitched with unfettered anticipation. She was looking at me with need. A deep abiding need that impossibly made me want her more.
"My turn." Her wicked eyes flashed, and she was on me, pushing me back against the bed. I couldn't nor wanted her to stop as she poised her lips above the aching shaft between my legs.
Painfully slow, she took me in her mouth. The heat I found there was incredible, it made me want to buck into her. I resisted, knowing she'd gag if I tried. I fisted the bedsheets in my hands in an attempt to control myself as she worked my cock.
She sucked dick like a fucking pro.
Her curiosity was unchecked, her mouth surrounding, and her hands worked to take up the space she couldn't cover. Surprisingly, she took me far deeper than I would have expected, but it didn't seem to faze her.
She didn't look up, or try to make herself look sexy. She just went for it with such enthusiasm and focused attention that I was certain nothing could be hotter. Her focus was on me. Pleasing me. And by God she was accomplishing it.
My hands had worked their way into her hair, and I pulled slightly as I felt myself getting close.
"Bella, if you don't want this to be over yet, I suggest you stop."
She took me deep one last time before releasing me. I never wanted to fuck someone so badly in my life.
"Does that mean I won't be getting seconds?" Her arched brow almost had me laughing.
"It means, when I come the first time, I want to be deep inside of you."
I watched as goosebumps broke out across her skin and she gave me an almost feral look.
"Get a condom on, now."
I didn't have to be told twice. It wasn't seconds before I was ready for her.
"On your knees." I commanded. She obliged instantly.
I came up behind her, sliding her back against my chest, while her legs straddled mine. I lifted her hips to bring her center in alignment with my cock.
While I wanted to slam into her without hesitation, I knew I needed to give her a few seconds to adjust, so instead I slowly slid her down over me. We both moaned at first contact.
She was so fucking tight, and hot.
I gritted my teeth in an effort not to move too quickly
"Ed-ward!" She panted bucking back against me. "More!"
Her demand relieved me of my decision to go slow. She wanted more? I would be happy to deliver.
I picked up pace immediately by slamming her down on my cock. Her garbled cry told me it was exactly what she wanted.
So I gave her all that I had, pounding into her fiercely. She moved her body with me, attempting to take me deeper with every thrust. God this woman was amazing.
She felt too good and I was getting close already. Wanting to give her more I reached around with my free hand to rub just above her clit.
"FUCK!"
I kept up my ministrations working her flesh in every way I could. It wasn't long before I felt her walls contracting around me.
"Oh, oooh." She cried coming over my cock.
I rode out her orgasm, feeling mine not too far away. When her hands reached back to tangle in my hair, I felt the coil inside me snap. Grabbing her hips as hard as I could, I pushed her against me as I came. I continued to rock against her until I was completely spent.
Bella was still sprawled across me, her head laying back against my shoulder. I could feel both our hearts thundering, and was enraptured by the rise and fall of her breasts as she tried to catch her breath.
"That was…" Her voice trailed off and she gave a groaning hum. I agreed. What we had just done was all sorts of mhmm.
Still, I wasn't quite done. Seeing her against me was already turning me back on. I knew the exact second she felt it.
"Ohh," she groaned as I grew inside her. I knew she had to be feeling a little sore, so I flexed my dick feeling satisfaction when her breath caught.
I drew myself out of her, giving a light chuckle when she made a noise of protest.
"I'll be right back. Need to get a new condom."
She watched as I made haste with the task. Turning back to her, she was sitting back on her knees watching me.
"Like what you see?"
Her swallow was almost audible.
"I want to lick every inch of your fabulous fucking body." She stood and walked over to me. Her hands roved gently, the soft touch sending a wave of fire through me. She circled behind me, and dropped to her knees. I gasped a little, when her mouth found the mound of my cheek.
"Fuck, you have such a nice ass." She groaned and nipped again before sliding her hands up the back of my legs and cupped me from behind. God if that didn't feel fucking amazing.
"Lay on the bed."
I was putty in her very capable hands.
I laid back, arms cross behind my head and watched as she nestled between my legs.
It was erotic, watching her look at me. Watching her explore my skin, leaving no area untouched. She was neither hesitant or shy, but simply did what she wanted.
I had never been with girls like that before.
The ones that had been interested in touching me, constantly wanted to know if I was enjoying it. If I liked it. Not Bella. She was touching me because it was what she wanted. What she liked.
And that was one of the biggest turn-on's I'd ever experienced.
With a quick roll, I flipped our positions, pinning her beneath me. She gave a startled breath and looked at me curiously.
"I want to look in your eyes when I fuck you this time."
With that, I slid into her gently. Her hands came to my shoulders and she pulled, moaning as I worked in and out of her.
Her hips rose to meet my every thrust. And when I picked up pace, we both gasped at the intensity of the pressure.
"Oh, Edward." Her head tossed back on the pillow while she bit her lip. I took her mouth with mine, demanding her kiss. She kissed me back, this time with passion and soul rather than anger. It drove my desire higher, knowing she wanted me like this.
I felt her quivering beneath me as she neared her peak once again. Not holding back, I slammed into her, rubbing her clit with our bodies at I moved. She writhed frantically, arching for deeper contact, and when I gave it, she screamed out her climax. My own followed quickly after.
My arms were shaking as I held my body above hers. She startled me by pulling my arms apart causing me to collapse against her. Her arms wrapped around me as she hugged me fiercely.
I let my head drop to her neck and inhaled her scent. She hummed in satisfaction when I nuzzled her there.
"That was nice." She whispered out, her body flexing beneath me.
I propped myself up to look at her, surprised to find she was watching me, eyes still hungry. I grinned.
"It's not over yet."
AN: Finally! I considered I was making them jump into bed too quickly, but what the heck? Why not? They want each other. It's just sex… or is it?
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