RiNo Part One
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It had been a relatively quiet day and the evening was equally as quiet.
Some days just needed to be quiet – peaceful, no bull shit to deal with.
Days like this are few and far between.
Bella's roommate had gone out for whatever with her sister and a few friends, leaving the apartment empty for the time being. Bella had plans with them later and opted to kick back with the baby and me.
"Mmm, smells good. Watcha got going on in here?" I lifted the lid and immediately frowned at the little wheels swimming in a pool of orange soup.
Bella turned from the chopping mess on the counter and put her hand on her hip. "That's not for you!" She scolded.
I dropped the lid and held my hands up. "Whoa now…easy there, tiger."
I turned around and faced Bella who was beaming from ear to ear.
"Adrianna finally did it and…" she pointed to the pot. "…that's hers. So hands off."
Earlier in the week Bella had been helping the baby learn her phone number. As a reward she'd get to pick her own special dinner.
She picked macaroni and cheese.
"Huh, no shit? She really did it?" I smiled big.
Bella smiled proudly and nodded.
"Good for her but you worry too much. I told you she'd get it." I kissed the top of her head and my empty stomach grumbled. "I'm starving – I was a good boy, too where's my dinner?"
"Yours is almost done." She leaned back and checked the timer. "Give me fifteen, twenty minutes tops, kay?"
Groaning against the rumbling in my stomach, I lifted the lid and took another peak at the saucy wheels. There's no way the baby would eat all that. "She'd share, though."
Bella laughed. "Good luck with that."
"Maybe not with you but with me, she'd share."
"No, Skippy! That's mine!" She came charging in the kitchen. "Mommy made it just for me!"
I leaned down and picked her up. "Hey, short stuff, what's this I hear about you learning your phone number?"
I listened to her rattle off her number then helped her use my cell to call her house phone. Hearing the ringing phone, I felt my own sense of pride. It wasn't like I helped Bella out with this but I couldn't help the smile I sported when the phone chimed out.
I turned to make sure Bella saw her dial their number. "Did you see that – she made your phone ring."
"I know – I saw." Bella picked up and greeted the baby. "Hello?"
"Hi Mommy!" Adrianna waved as she called out.
"Who's calling, please?"
"It's meeeee!"
"Me who?" Bella played dumb.
"Mommy, you know who!"
"Adrianna, is that you? Where are you – your dinner's getting cold."
Giggling over her words, Adrianna waved her hands in the air. "I'm right here! See me?"
"Are you being silly?" Bella's hand shielded her eyes as she squinted and peered around the room. "I don't see anybody. If you don't get here soon – I guess Edward will get your special dinner."
Bella never encourages Adrianna to call me Skippy, she sees it as disrespectful and gave the baby a stern warning to refrain from using it when we went to my grandmother's. Personally, I didn't see what the big deal was.
All in all I get a kick out of it.
"Noooo!" She set the phone on the table, hopped off my lap and ran over to her mom.
Climbing on the stool, she sat kneeling watching her mom pile the wheel noodles on her plastic plate.
"See? That's for me!" She was so excited about her accomplishment.
I bent down and kissed her head. "You're so smart."
She held out her arms to me and I carried her to the fridge. "What are you drinking?"
"Juice, please."
I grabbed one of the small boxes of juice and sat her at the small table.
My stomach protested as she spooned a heaping of cheesey little wheels into her little mouth. "Is that pretty good?"
Her eyes got big and round. "Uh-huh…I like it the best." Her little pink tongue licked the corner of her mouth.
"Really – the best? That must be pretty good then. Maybe I could just have a bite?"
Quit trying to bamboozle a two year old." Bella scolded.
The baby smiled wide and took a big bite herself, shaking her head 'no'.
Bella gave me another scowl from across the kitchen.
"It's only a bite." I complained.
"You have no shame, do you?"
"None."
"Here –" She walked some sliced bread over to the table. "– it's not that much longer."
Taking a piece of bread, I glanced back over at Adrianna. "You're not going to share – even with me?"
She piled her spoon with her macaroni and held it out to me. Smiling victoriously I leaned in and took the bite she offered.
"Mommy says chew slow." She repeated her mother's words.
Speaking over my shoulder now, "Skippy says 'mommy needs to speed it up over there'."
It was a surprise when Bella texted earlier in the day saying she made dinner – an even bigger surprise was that Bella can cook. I mean actually cook – not like Rosalie, popping some frozen shit in the oven or dialing for take-out and calling it a meal.
It wasn't any big production but it was fantastic and I had eaten enough to put me in a food coma for the next week.
Bella wanted to tidy up the kitchen a bit so Adrianna and I went to go chill in the living room.
Feeling too full I slid down on the couch, stretching my legs out and turned the TV. The baby sat on the floor and played quietly with her dolls.
She really was a good kid.
"Skippy?"
"Hmm?" I absently answered as I flipped through the channels.
"You want some tea, too?" She held a plastic toy cup up in offering.
Frowning, I took the tiny pink cup from Adrianna's little hand and turned it upside down.
I shook the empty cup a few times and quirked my eyebrow as I looked over at her. "We ain't got no tea-"
"Oh, sure we do!'' Bella swooped in, and before I could blink she plucked the cup right out of my hand and sipped at nothing. "Mmm, so good." Her eyes widened in delight as she asked Adrianna, "Did you make this?"
Giggling at her mom's praise she nodded her head and her little face gushed with glee as Bella took another sip of nothing.
"Are you sure you made this?" Bella asked.
Adrianna was quick to agree. "I made it."
"Oh my goodness! It's just so good!" Bella handed the cup back to Adrianna. "May I have another, please."
"Mommy that was for Skippy!" Adrianna scolded.
Bella gasped in mock horror. "Oh, no! There's no more? What will we do?"
"It's ok, mommy. I make some more."
Bella looked over at me as she spoke to Adrianna. "Maybe, you should ask Edward how he likes his tea? I bet he'd love some."
"Skippy, how do you like to drink tea?"
Resting my head against the back of the couch, I thought for a minute. "On the rocks-" I chuckled at my own joke.
Bella swatted my stomach with the back of her hand.
"Ow-" I laughed out as I rubbed my side. "What? That was funny."
She gave my shoulder a shove. "Behave, you."
The baby returned with the pink cup and handed it to me. "I gotted the rocks, Skippy."
And sure enough she did.
The little cup had a baby sized fistful of blue rocks and they were still wet from the fishbowl she dug them out of. I suspect Finnegan would be missing some of his flooring.
Maybe I'm getting soft – I don't know, but that little gesture, from this little girl made my insides feel warm.
I shook the cup, rattling the fish rocks. "You made this for me?" I asked as I poked her little button nose.
Giggling, she looked so much like her mom and I leaned forward to grab her. Picking her up, I set her on my lap and deeply inhaled. "Just like a flower." That was the best description I could think of.
Bella had given her a bath before I got here and she smelled fresh and sweet.
She pulled back and asked, "Like Nonna's flowers?"
Besides a white statue of the Virgin Mary and the many rows of flowers surrounding it, there's not much else to Nonna's front yard.
It was like a jungle.
Tall flowers, short flowers, fluffy flowers, in every color imaginable.
However, was is the operative word.
I laughed and Bella just looked mortified when Adrianna brought over an armful of freshly picked flowers – roots and all. She proudly walked those flowers over to Nonna leaving a trail of fallen dirt along the floor and big bald spots in their absence.
There's not another soul in this room Nonna would let get away with tearing up her flowers.
Even at her old house, she always had mad flowers. And even at her old house, she policed her flower garden daily – even taking inventory. I remember being eight and nearly having my ear ripped off for riding my bike through her flowers.
She didn't fuck around either.
She pulled my ass right off that bike and the next thing I knew the daylight was gone and I still hadn't finished replanting all of her flowers. By the end, I had blisters on my hands, missed dinner, and was sent to bed early.
I could only remember one of the flowers my grandmother had mentioned planting and I really had no idea if it smelled nice or not. "Mmmm, just like the petunias."
She wiggled in my lap, pushing against my chest as she tried to look up at me. "Again!" She shouted.
I made a big show of taking another big whiff of her hair. "Ahhhhh, petunias."
Bella took Adrianna to Mrs. Cope's for the night, leaving me sitting on the couch flipping through channels on the TV.
I had to do a double take when Bella came out of her bedroom. When she said she had to get ready for her girl's night, I was expecting sweats, pajama bottoms, those tight stretchy things she calls pants - any one of those things would have been fitting.
However, the sexy vision blurring past me, I was not expecting.
My eyes never left her– and when she turned to walk back in, I was off that couch and trailing right behind her.
I knew this dress – I picked it out and it looked even better on her than I remembered.
The little black dress showed off her every curve; backless with bare shoulders and a low neckline – she had my complete attention. She was a fucking goddess; I leaned against the frame of her door with my arms folded across my chest, watching her ass wiggle around as she dug through some shoes that were piled high in her roommate's closet.
Her pouty lips blew the wisps of hair covering her face as she stood straight and turned towards me.
Not hearing me approach she didn't expect to see me standing right there and startled. "Oh, hey!" She threw a pair of black heals on the floor and whizzed right past me, prancing out towards the living room. "I just have to get-"
"Oh! Come back here!" My fingers motioned to the floor in front of me.
She dropped her purse on the table. "I'm sorry." She stood on her toes and kissed my chin. "I took too long, I know." She frowned with disappointment and pulled back to look up at me. "You're gonna take off now, aren't you?"
I'm supposed to go out for a few beers with Jake and leave her looking like this?
"What's with the...uh…" My hand motioned from her bare shoulders to her bare thighs. "… wardrobe change?"
"Tonight is that thing for Jessica's sister – you know, girl's night out before the wedding. I told you, remember?" She was checking herself out in the mirror as she smoothed her too short dress down and I had to stop myself from giving it a harder tug and yanking that flimsy shit down to her kneecaps.
It wasn't that I minded Bella going out and having a good time with her girlfriends. My brain could even understand other guys checking her out – she was fucking hot. Understanding it and liking it were entirely two different things.
Other guys want to appreciate her – who am I to object, as long as it's my arm she's on. I get great satisfaction in them watching her leave with me – knowing that it's my bed she goes to. However, tonight she was flying solo and looking smokin' hot.
Not cool.
My lack of response paused her sashaying in the mirror for a minute and she turned to face me. "I told you, right?"
What she told me was that her girlfriends were gonna do a get together – do a girl's night. I don't know what the fuck that means – I'm picturing a night in. Sleepover, pajamas, movies – whatever the fuck girls do when they get together. "Where did you say you're going?"
She swallowed hard. "We're going dancing at Club RiNo." Club RiNo was a dance club and more upscale than most. It's one of the few locations in the city to hold a coveted 4:00 AM liquor license. Not an easy feat – and if you don't have the right kinda cash flow - know the right people it's an impossibility.
At RiNo it's not what you know – anything goes there, it's who you know.
The line is always wrapped around the block, everybody wants to get in but only a select few do – unless you know somebody, are willing to grease a few palms or are a hot chick wearing an outfit that bared at least one, if not all of the body parts one could label "private."
RiNo is in River North and a safe enough neighborhood. It's mostly a River North crowd which means: guys want to flaunt their dolla dolla bills and girls just want to dance.
The crowded main floor wasn't my thing – the women were all the same, across the board it's either too much or too little. Too much skank, too much make-up, too much jail bait in too little clothes.
The few times I've taken Tanya – or whoever I was fucking at the time, I've preferred getting the bottle service in back.
It's quieter and more private than the section they tried to pass off as VIP to the masses. Anybody with a few extra bucks can sit in that crowded stink hole – the back was reserved for a different clientele.
In the back, there's a service bar for the cocktail waitresses located in what was formerly a kitchen, serving a better grade of drinks than the watered down shit out front with more comfortable accommodations. It had its own restroom and sofas and chairs on the loading dock adjacent to it.
Tanya and every other girl I've taken out with me thrilled over the exclusivity – I was just thankful for the fucking breathing room. They wanted to dance – I just wanted to throw a few back and have enough privacy to get down their pants.
I nodded and forced out a tight half smile. "Right."
Calling the manager over at RiNo and having Bella's name added to the list crossed my mind but in the end I didn't. I wasn't too keen on the idea of her going to a club without me – and if she didn't get in, she'd be going home.
Still facing me she wiggled her hips, "Do you think this looks ok?"
Not only did I think she looked sexy, she'd have the attention of every straight, red blooded male within an arm's reach.
What I really wanted to say was 'no' so she'd change but the excitement in her sparkly eyes made me feel like a prick for even thinking it.
Tonight, for different reasons entirely, I was thankful for the club's tendency to stock more women than men and instead I took a more diplomatic approach. "It could get chilly – maybe you want to take a jacket."
Jesus! Please take a fucking jacket – and some fucking pants.
She scrunched her face at my suggestion and shook her head. "It's still like eighty degrees out there, I don't think I'll need one – plus I'm not paying to check it in and I don't want to carry it."
"I wasn't thinking you'd be carrying it either." I grabbed her hand, pulling her to her room and marched her straight to her closet. It only took me a few seconds to pull out whatever long sleeved sweater I could grab first. I'd wrap her up like a fucking burrito if she'd let me.
Her happy face fell into a scowl as I walked over to her and helped her into this – now that I look at it, hideously lime green and badly misshapen sweater. However, it was thick, bulky and three sizes too large – it was perfect.
Hideous or not, it got the job done and covered her neck, shoulders, back, arms and even made it just above her knees. I'd still prefer some pants on those legs but I can be reasonable, gotta compromise, right?
My fingers made quick work of the oversized buttons then I stood back and smiled at my handiwork.
She looked at me like I had lost my mind. "This just looks…I look like a rag-a-muffin…" With a sour puss face she turned to look in the mirror, the oversized sleeves covering her hands as she flapped her arms up and down like some kind of duck. "…this is stupid looking." She turned back to me and flapped those arms again. "I can't go out like this."
I shrugged. "I like it."
Her eyes flashed when she turned around trying to bitch but getting caught in a wide giggling smile instead. "Whatever! No you don't!" She put her lime green covered hands on her hips and squared off at me. There was no winning for me because even in that ridiculous green get-up she was fucking adorable. "You lie like a rug, Edward Cullen! If I went out looking like this with you – you'd be quick to hop your ass on the speedy bus, Gus."
That was cute but she couldn't be farther from the truth. "You know so much, don't you?" I nipped her nose and kissed her forehead. "What time you gonna be home?"
"Um, I'm not sure-" Distractedly she looked down undoing the big buttons one by one – revealing more and more of her creamy skin as her fingers slowly undid all my hard work.
With a sideways glance she caught my eyes peering down the front of that sweater checking out the goods. Her fingers paused, playing with the last few buttons and a mischievous glint lit up those beautiful baby browns as she peeked up at me through her lashes. Her fingers hovered over the last button and like some kind of fucking animal I'm over here foaming at the mouth, waiting for her to show me more. With those lips in a full on pout she peeked up at me again, pulled back and gave that ass a little shake.
Now I was fucking hard and more interested in how long we had till she left.
With excitement bouncing in her eyes she pushed off my chest. "I've got something…" Smiling wide, she shook her head and tried to explain. "I just want to try something – do something. It's um…" Her teeth tugged her bottom lip. "ok, you'll see… just give me a second."
And then just like that she was gone, prancing across the floor and darting over to the furthest corner. "Hey, go shut the door, please -" She lost the sweater and glanced over her shoulder. "-and make sure it's locked, ok?" Not sure where she was going with this, I complied while she fiddled around with her phone.
Disappointed and fucking annoyed that my dick was left throbbing without any signs of release, I ran my hand through the back of my hair. "Yeah? What's up?"
My eyes snapped up when the loud beats of the music started and took in her every move as she turned back stalking over to me. With wild eyes glowing with lust and trained on mine, she was swiveling those sweet hips as she moved towards me, swaying in perfect rhythm with the beat. The fact that she was barefoot just added to the sexiness.
Baby you can have whatever you like
I said you can have whatever you like
She pulled her hair loose and I stared, transfixed by her as she bent far over and shook it out. She straightened and let the brown waves fall in wild disarray down her back – just the way I like it. I fucking loved her hair.
Stacks on deck
Patron on ice
Her back pressed against me as she rocked her hips with the music while rolling her perfect ass on my pulsing dick. She placed my hands on her hips, wrapped her own loosely around the back of my neck and serpentined her lower body up and down my hard shaft in perfect time to the loud beats. I rested my chin on her shoulder, watching her body move over mine. She was so sexy when she moved like this – and from this position I got to watch and appreciate her body from all angles.
…And we can pop bottles all night
My hands held her close and roamed up her sides, feeling every curve. Her arms reached around my lower back and her hands slid up and down my thigh as she moved. When she switched it up, bending over, sticking her ass out so it could bump and grind up the length of my dick – the fire she ignited made it impossible to think about anything other than her naked and on me. My eyes were glued to her ass, mesmerized by her circular movements. Her ass is rubbing against me and I'm working out the fastest way to get her naked. The need to feel her body was overwhelming and instinctively my hands ran over her backside, following the curves of her snaking hips.
Baby you can have whatever you like
She sang along to the lyrics, moving with the rhythm – offering her body to me. The music was loud as she slid up my length again, the growing desire to lift her dress up and stick my dick between her cheeks continued to consume me and my fingers began to grip her a little harder than I should.
My fingers had just barely slipped underneath her dress when she turned and slowly walked me backwards until I was sitting on her bed and she seductively straddled my lap – not quite making contact with my dick. Holding her hips tightly as she hovered above me, her hair fell around us like a dark curtain.
She removed my hands from her hips, lacing her fingers through mine and bringing them up over our heads as her hips finally made contact with the ache in my pants. Rubbing her perfect body against mine she leaned in closer running her wet tongue along my bottom lip before pulling it into her mouth and grazing it with her teeth. She was gone before I could catch her mouth with my own and I growled.
She would be myself destruction.
I said you can have whatever you like
She continued to sing along to the lyrics and as she kept her tits pressed against me, her hips circled again, slowly lowering and lightly grazing my weeping dick. She continued her torturous movements as I leaned up on my elbow to watch her backside in her dresser mirror. Her dress was slightly hiked over her hips, allowing her two bare cheeks to just peek out from underneath driving me to the brink of insanity with each tease of her heat. Yanking my hands out of her grasp they were quick to run up the backs of her smooth legs, I watched them slide higher, moaning at the sight and feel of her skin. She let me palm her ass all of a couple of seconds before removing them and holding them back in place over my head. Still on her knees she used my hands as leverage as she stretched up snaking her body down mine.
Late night sex so wet you're so tight
Even though she had more clothes on than the girls who work for me – this was fucking hotter. She wasn't doing it for a room full of guys wanting to stick a fist full of dollars up her ass - this was just for me and that made it sexy as hell. I was very appreciative of her performance – of the fact that she'd do that for me but I was done fucking around.
Freeing my hands, I grabbed her face and pulled her down to me - putting a stop to her singing by devouring her mouth. I sat straight up and grabbed her ass hard. Ignoring her surprised yelp, I stuck my tongue down her throat and flipped her over on the bed, pinning her down with my weight.
My hands had a mind of their own, sliding up her toned legs, massaging her creamy thighs and yanking her soaked panties down. My fingers slid easily through her folds, she was so fucking wet. Moaning, she spread her legs further for me, taking my fingers deeper into her pussy. I groaned at the wetness coating my fingers, her tight heat, her breathless moans – everything.
Fucking everything.
My mouth tasted her sweet lips, her neck, her collar bone and when I ran out of skin to suck on, I yanked on the top of her dress, spilling her tits out for more. My mouth alternated between her tits, sucking on her nipples as my hands started pulling her dress up over her hips.
Kissing a trail down her smooth stomach, I licked up her folds and rolled my tongue against her clit. Her hips bucked up and I held them to my face, sucking and nipping at her clit while she moaned and squirmed against my mouth. "You like that?"
She hummed in agreement and I added two fingers, pumping them into her while her back arched and her hands fisted the sheets. I never got tired of tasting Bella – she tasted sweet but it's always the sweetest just before she comes. I could feel her walls tightening and replaced my fingers with my tongue. My arms spread her hips wider as my thumb pressed into her clit and my tongue reaped all the benefits, lapping up all her juices as she came in stifled screams on my face.
After getting her naked, I stood, lost my shirt, loosened my pants and let them fall to the floor. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. As I stood there appreciating the view, I stroked my dick to give him some relief. She was sprawled out on the bed, hair fanned out, chest heaving - then her heavy eyes locked on to mine and she shifted her legs. She rubbed one bare foot over the other then ran it up her leg; she looked up at me through her thick eyelashes, a slight hesitation as she worked something out in her mind. A blush broke out over her chest as she spread her legs wide, showing me her bare pussy. "I want to feel you here…." Her fingertips just grazed her still wet folds. "…all night long."
Jesus Christ, she would always be my salvation and sin all wrapped into one perfect package.
Her confident demand was a direct contradiction to her now timid and unsure eyes.
My dick throbbed in my hands as I stood in awe of her.
I was fucking mesmerized by her sexiness. It wasn't so much her words that made my dick impossibly harder. It was more than just her words - those shy, wide eyes staring up at me with an invitation spread wide and glistening for me.
Any hesitation on my part was due to committing this – her to memory. For me there have been so many nameless broads they've blended together and for the most part are faceless now too. This – her, I wanted to remember – everything about her. Misunderstanding my hesitation, her cheeks colored as she crossed her arms over her exposed chest and slightly shifted her legs closed.
I was quick to remedy that, "Don't do that-"
Jerking her up by the arms into a sitting position, I kneeled in front of her and let my hands slide up the backs of her calves, over her knees and further up to squeeze those fucking torturous hips. "Don't hide from me." I leaned in to kiss up her neck to that sweet spot just behind her ear. I could feel her quick breaths against my skin as my mouth trailed kisses along her jaw to her ear. "I just…fuck I want to see you." Sitting back on my heels, my hands roamed up her inner thighs, spreading her open, my eyes devouring her every curve. "You are so fucking sexy." My mouth kissed the soft skin of each thigh before moving to her flat tummy.
Pushing her back with my weight, I draped my leg over hers and let my hand freely explore while my tongue teased her nipples. She wimpered and I let her nipple slide out of the contours of my mouth. "Tell me what you want, Bella." I wanted her to say it and my dick was weeping in agony while waiting for it - I was gonna hear those words out of that sweet little mouth and I didn't give a fuck if it took all night.
She sucked in a breath and bit her lip. "You know what."
My thumb made deep circles over her hip bone as my teeth grazed her hard nipples. She was squeezing her thighs together for friction as my mouth moved back up her neck. "Say it." Her hips moved in slow circles and her legs were clenched tight trying to ease her own need. My hand worked between her legs causing her thighs to fall open. Her muscles loosened, relaxing slightly as I massaged her wet skin and her hips began to once again rock with my movements.
I caressed every part of her – except where she wanted me the most.
Careful to keep my full weight off of her this time, I kissed down her stomach and felt her hands clench my hair as I got closer to where she needed me. My nose nuzzled her before running slowly up and down her clit; my warm breaths causing little whimpers to spill from her mouth. Using my hands to open her, I blew on her sensitive bud; sighs of pleasure escaped her mouth as my lips kissed the soft surrounding skin. She was still sensitive from her release so it wouldn't take much to bring her to the edge again. "Please, Edward…"
My tongue made a teasing trail over her lower lips causing her to press her hips down on my face. "Please, what?" It was fucking impossible to keep the strain of my own needs out of my voice.
Her whimpers increased as I slowly licked and swirled my tongue over her clit. With her eyes tightly shut and hands clenching the sheets her whimpers turned into quiet moans. My hands held her still as my mouth continued tasting and teasing.
As much as I loved tasting Bella, I really wanted to fuck.
Done with the teasing I flattened my tongue and massaged her clit, when I sucked her back into my mouth – she was mine. My mouth had just closed over her swollen bud when I felt her tug my hair -hard. Shaking her head in protest, body still writhing beneath me she breathlessly pants out, "I can't – this…too much." She gave a yank, signaling she wanted me eye level to her.
Triumphantly smiling against her pussy I left a chaste kiss on her clit before kneeling between her spread legs.
She tilted her head back and moaned as I slid the head of my dick into her. From my kneeling position I watched her pussy spreading as I slowly filled her up. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I slid through her tightness. "Your pussy feels so fucking good- so fucking wet." I laid over her, resting my forehead on hers, looking into her eyes as I pushed further in, groaning as my dick slipped in to its base. "You're so tight, baby and I fucking love it."
She groaned and rubbed my chest. Holding her hips to me, I stayed kneeling between her legs, moving my dick back and forth slowly, loosening up her tight pussy. Her legs clenched my waist as I watched my dick moving in and out of her and her hips bucked up wanting more. "Tell me, Bella."
She moaned when my hips met hers and brought her darkened eyes to mine. Holding her hips still and leaving my dick deep inside of her I ceased my own movements and waited. I would never get tired hearing her say she wanted my dick.
"God, you have no idea – you make me so…God, just so good!" Little whimpers escaped her mouth as she pleaded for more. "Please…Edward - I just want to feel you inside me – you make it so good. So fucking good-" She tilted her head back and moaned while I waited for the words I wanted to hear. And she didn't disappoint – her demand came with a raw edge that turned me on even more. "I want you – all of you…Fuck me!"
I loved that mouth – the things that would slip out of it when she'd just let go.
Digging my fingers into her soft skin, I pulled out and used her hips to meet me thrust for thrust. She felt so fucking good, I couldn't help grunting when I felt my balls slap against her ass. My left hand grabbed her tits and I continued fucking her until I felt her walls start to clench. Jesus, she made sexy fucking noises, and her moaning was really getting me off. Rubbing her clit was all it took and I felt the dams open up as she came on my dick.
Helping her ride out her orgasm I stayed deep but moved in slower circles against her – barely pushing in and out and fighting against my own need to come.
Resting my full weight on top of her now, I kissed her lips and tasted her tongue as my hands guided her legs around my waist. Flipping us so she was on top, I pulled her hips down and watched as her pussy swallowed my dick. My hands were everywhere as she moved over me – her tits, her thighs her hips. I grabbed her ass and helped her pick up the pace; pumping back into her each time she lowered herself.
"You feel so good like this, baby." My voice was raw and strained in my own ears and I couldn't help grunting each time her ass hit my hips. The sound of skin slapping against skin drowned out the music she had put on. The coil within me was wound tight, threatening to snap with every thrust. "Fuck…" Reaching up to feel her bouncing tits, I wasn't sure how much longer before I emptied out my nuts. "…can you come again?"
"Jesus, I…" She panted out a few more words. "yeah, I think so." She panted out.
My hands squeezed her ass tight, helping her body keep the relentless pace I had set. I loved the way her ass felt in my hands, bouncing off my hips – her ass drove me wild. She knew this – and often, knowing I'd be watching, she'd purposely shake it a little extra when she'd walk away.
My hands were gliding up and down her sides, before wandering along her thighs, then over her hips - then testing out the waters they traveled a little lower.
Sliding my hands over her round ass cheeks I let just my pinky graze over her back entrance before going back to kneading her thighs.
This earned me a moan.
Needing her body fully relaxed, I pulled her down to me so I could tongue her nipples for a while. My hands kneaded the backs of her thighs and worked their way up returning to her back entrance, lightly grazing it with my fingertip each time my hand passed.
Her sexy moans were bringing me higher and higher.
My fingers were wet enough – fuck they were slippery as a mother fucking eel from her arousal it would be easy enough to slip my coated pinky in without lube. She was where I needed her to be, relaxed and close to the edge but when she felt my roaming hands come to a stop and my finger apply a soft pressure at her back hole her entire body stiffened.
Her ragged breaths panted against my shoulder as her body seized, halting her movements. Her body pressed into my chest, sliding forward – taking her ass in the opposite direction of my hand.
No dice.
Her body was rigid and tense under my hands so I resumed my caresses trying to get her to relax. "Come here." I pulled her lower, kissing her neck and kept my hands limited to her shoulders and sides for now. I brought her back to me and when her hips began to move along with mine I flipped us back over.
When I want to be taken care of I prefer to be ridden when I want to fuck I want to be the one in control.
With Bella underneath me, and her wet pussy wrapped around my dick, I drove my hips into her making sure to hit her clit with my pelvic bone each time. The force of my strokes made her bed quake, knocking the headboard against the wall with each thrust. With Bella it was the long and deep strokes that got her off. "Oh God, Edward…yeah…so close!"
Placing her leg over my shoulder and with my right hand squeezing her thigh, I continued to pound into her and it didn't take much more before she was screaming my name. I didn't try to quiet her – hearing my name spill out of her mouth like that is fucking hot. My hips sped up and I spilled everything I had in her.
I left my weight on top of her and pressed my head against her chest, listening to her heart fly. I was perfectly content to spend the rest of the night right there listening to her racing heart and enjoying the feel of her fingertips scratching my head and playing with my hair.
After catching my own breath, I kissed her pounding heart and then her button nose. Pressing my forehead against hers I told her how much I loved and adored her.
She wrapped me in a full body hug – arms, legs, everything squeezing me tight and pulling me closer still and telling me she loved me too.
I didn't say it because I wanted her to say it back – though, not gonna lie, it's nice to hear. I just genuinely loved her and wanted her to know.
With zero help from me, she managed to wiggle back into her clothes. I would have helped if she asked – she didn't so I just laid there enjoying her nakedness.
When her body was covered up, I figured I'd get my own clothes on too.
The banging on her bedroom door made her jump. "Bella!" Her intolerable roommate called out with more pounding on the door. "We're leaving in ten, you'd better be ready!"
She rolled her eyes and scowled at the door. "Why are you so loud all the time? You don't need to shout, I can hear you!"
"Funny you were coming in loud and clear out here too!"
I couldn't help the smirk and glancing up from buckling my belt, I quirked my eyebrow in Bella's direction. She giggled then as another pound rocked her door, she rolled her eyes and shouted just as loud, "Just… go away – I'll be out in a sec.!"
Turning her music down, I faced her and held out my arms. She closed the distance and I pulled her to me, smelling her hair, kissing her head, holding her tight because I really didn't wanna let her go just yet.
"Mmmm," I sighed just enjoying the feel of her in my arms. "You're going dancing -maybe you wanna take a date? I pulled back and looked down at her, wagging my eyebrows. "You wanna put on an encore performance – I'd be down."
My idea of an encore, however, is in the bedroom – for my eyes only. Truth is if she were to dance like that in public and in the eyes of whomever, I'd be dragging her ass home.
The corners of her mouth were turned up as she chewed on that bottom lip – she was considering it. "As tempting as that is – and you know I'm happy to do that again, I think it's supposed to be a girl's night out. Emphasis on the girls – as in no boys allowed. Not my rules, just so you know." She kissed my cheek.
"That shouldn't be a problem then-" My lips found her neck, taking my time, I kissed up to nip at her ear lobe. "I'm not a boy." Proving my point I pulled her body against mine and rubbed my soon to be hard dick against her stomach as my mouth trailed back down her neck to her collarbone.
I heard the air leave her lungs and from my vantage point I also got to enjoy the stiff peaks poking against her dress. Her words came out in breathless strings. "Shit, you have– you, um.." She was just too cute and I couldn't help chuckling at her flustered ramblings. "I, um…" She took a deep breath. "fuck- how do you do that?"
Definitely down for a second go around, I was quick to turn her around facing me, then leaned down and skimmed my nose along her jaw. My deep breaths caused her skin to break out in goose bumps. "Should I show you again, seeing as how you missed it the first time?" I slipped the thin strap of her dress off her shoulder, kissed to the base of her neck and sucked her soft skin into my mouth.
Sucking a little harder I left a mark – my mark.
She could bitch about it all she wanted – I didn't give a fuck.
It was my way of being with her tonight.
Her eyes rolled far back and she purred out her words, "Mmmm, you really don't play fair."
My lips kissed the bruise I put on her neck as my hand slipped the other strap down. Palming her tits I skimmed my nose up her shoulder to just behind her ear. "Where's the fun in that?"
My fingers lightly trailed up her smooth leg and underneath her dress. I groaned into her hair when I felt her wetness beginning to drip down her inner thigh. "I want you."
She tilted her head back, lazily leaning it against my chest, nodding in response to my words and moaning in response to my fingers. "You have me – I'm all yours."
As much as I'd love to make her come on my fingers, I knew my time with her was running short.
I got her naked then striped myself.
Placing her hands on the wall and spreading her legs with my knee, I fucked her from behind, knowing it would be the quickest way to get her off. She stuck her ass out for me, her wet pussy easily swallowing my dick and meeting every thrust with a circular motion of her own.
Her bitch of a roommate smacked her hand against the door and shouted, "Bella! Hurry up in there!"
Bella ignored her but spoke to me instead, "She never quits-" She panted out.
Refusing to let her go, I held Bella's hips to me, moving her up and down my length, watching as my dick disappeared through her wet folds.
"Hey! You in there!" Jessica wrapped on the door again as I continued to guide Bella's pussy along my dick. "Did you hear me?"
Keeping my hands on Bella and my hips moving, I barked, "Oh! The whole neighborhood fucking heard you!" My eyes watched as Bella's ass moved with me and I groaned at the sexy sight before I shouted back one last thought. "Quit – she'll be out!"
More door pounding. "We're gonna be late!"
I managed to grit out a response as my dick pressed deeper, fucking Bella with my words. "Get. The. Fuck. Away. From. That. Door."
With a huff from the other side of the door, I heard her retreating footsteps and Bella giggling. "She actually listened – I tell her shit and she ignores me and just does whatever anyway."
Her roommate was a piece of work. My biggest problem with her was that she takes advantage of Bella's friendship. "Just…fuck," I stopped midsentence to groan, Bella felt so good wrapped around my dick. "…don't talk about her when my dick's inside you."
With my dick thrusting hard and my fingers rubbing fast she started trembling. "Oh, God…Edward, yeah-right there!" She panted between her words. "Fuck – right there!" She was so fucking close. The muscles in my legs were burning as my hips continued pumping fast, making sure my dick hit that spot with each thrust. "You like that, baby?"
"You, you're…fuck-" Her fingers were clawing the wall and her legs were shaking against the force driving into her as she panted for air. "Edward so fucking good!" Jesus, when Bella said 'fuck' while my dick was inside her – while it isn't the dirtiest thing a girl has ever said to me, with Bella it did something to me. It drove me fucking wild and made me want to pound into her even harder.
When her muscles began to stiffen with her impending orgasm, I grabbed her hips, bouncing her ass off my dick until she let go taking me right along with her. With absolutely nothing left in me, I molded my body over hers and peppered little kisses on her right shoulder.
Feeling her wetness on my thighs, I pulled back and let my abused dick slip out. "Fuck..uh-" Looking down I chuckled. "… it's a little messy down here." I kissed her once more on her back. "Stay here, I'm just gonna get something to clean up with."
Kneeling behind her, I wiped down the mess dripping down her legs before wiping my own shit down. I threw the towel off to the side and grabbed her ass, leaving a nice little love-bite on her sweet right cheek. I'm not some kind of crazy but I have a thing for doing things evenly, keeping things symmetrical but before I could get my mouth on the left cheek she turned and smacked my hands away. "Hey, stop that!"
"Never," I countered, holding her waist and easily pulling her forward to press my lips to her hip bone instead - the one that bore my mark.
She took out some dry barely there panties and got herself dressed again. Damn, she really did look hot – and her wild sex hair and swollen pink lips just made it that much sexier.
She bent to slip on her shoes and I came behind her, rubbing my hands up and down her arms. "You need a ride? I could drop you and…" I jerked my head to the door. "…your friends off. Pick you up when you're ready."
"You don't need to do that – really." She turned and kissed my chin. "You go out with Jake – do what you do. We're gonna go big tonight – pulling out all the stops and dialing up your friendly neighborhood taxi." I laughed at her sarcastic truth.
"If you change your mind, you wanna leave early for some reason - call me. I'll come." From what I know of her roommate she seems to spread 'em for whichever dick happens to be the closest. She wants to hook-up with some fuck, that's her business but ditching out and leaving Bella to find her own way home is not cool.
She smiled up at me with glittering eyes and kissed my jaw. "I won't – but thank you."
"Alright…" I rubbed the back of my neck. "…I'm gonna shove off then." Remembering that RiNo can be expensive, "You have enough money on you?" I pulled out the cash I had on me to hand her enough bills to have a good time. Four girls, a couple of bottles, a decent tip – I figured $500 bucks would cover it.
I didn't even have the five bills counted out before she was protesting.
I sighed, hoping for once she'd just give in.
What she didn't seem to understand was that she wasn't leaving here if she didn't take it. "You don't want to spend it then don't but at least take it – for my own peace of mind."
I fisted the wad in her hand and closed her fingers around it. I kissed that hand. "Your friend is getting married – so celebrate. Congratulations are on me – order the bottle service."
"We're not ordering bottles! It's Wednesday-"
"Last time I checked, yeah. The way it works, Thursday is next." I laughed. "So what?"
She clucked her tongue. "Stop it! I mean today is Wednesday – so free vodka after midnight."
"Why is it I can never do anything for you without an argument? Just once, just once, Bella it'd be nice if you didn't fight me. I like being able to do things for you, is that so bad? Taking care of you, it makes me happy – you know this, yet you won't allow me to do so but for everyone else it's ok-"
"That's never been true!"
I held up my finger. "Will you let me finish?"
She frowned. "Sorry."
Giving her money is also my assurance that, if something should come up, she gets what she needs – because I know she'd never ask me for my help.
"Jessica helps you out with rent, Mrs. Cope helps with babysitting, even that fuck Ben has chipped in here and there. Yet, when it comes to me -my help, you refuse."
She stood there for a minute thinking about what I had just said, I was right and she knew it. "Edward, you can't keep doing that. I don't want your money."
She has made that clear on many occasions and we go through this same tired conversation every time I try to do something for her. What she can't get through her pretty little head is that I know she doesn't want my money - I just like doing things for her and the baby.
I do it because I want to – period.
"When you say things like that – how do you think that makes me feel?" She chewed on her lip while listening, but she didn't answer. "It fucking hurts, Bella. Knowing you'd rather take anyone else's help over mine – what am I supposed to think?"
"I don't know how to explain it. Jessica, Mrs. Cope even Ben – which has never been more than like five dollars by the way, well that's just different. You – well this-" She motioned between us. "I'm not in it for your money. I just want you."
She didn't tell me anything I didn't already know. The most I've ever trusted a broad with is a hundred bucks. Bella wasn't most broads and for some reason I trusted her. In the beginning that was a hard notion for me to come to terms with.
I poked her nose with my finger. "You have me. I'm yours and that makes you mine." I bent my knees to be eye level and let my hand slide up the back of her neck into her hair. "I can and always will take care of what's mine. That's the way it is. End of discussion." I palmed her cheek trying to get her to get over it. "You keep frowning like that, your face is gonna freeze. Then what?"
She huffed out a breath – her trademark. She was still annoyed. "I gotta get ready before that blond freak breaks down my door with all that damn pounding."
Pursing my lips I nodded. "Be safe tonight." I kissed her still wrinkled forehead before leaving her room.
"Hey-" She turned to face me. "In case I didn't tell you earlier, I love you…and -" holding up the now crumpled money fisted in her hand she begrudgingly smiled before adding, "thanks." I winked at her before turning and making my way to her living room.
Jessica was hanging out of the window smoking and two other girls, I assume one being Jessica's sister, sat on the couch. Jessica turned, eyeing my general appearance, wiggling her fingers at me and cooing out a sing-songy 'Bye, Edward'.
Her roommate grated on my nerves. For Bella's sake, I remained polite, forcing my lips up and nodding an acknowledgment in their general direction; I didn't stick around for introductions before hitting the bricks.
The miscommunication and timing regarding Bella's plans put me in a bit if a bind. Ordinarily Jake would be sent to oversee from afar but he had something on his mind we were gonna discuss. I reserve my best guys – those that I've known the longest, those that I trust for the most important assignments.
Felix and Demetri were doing a bit of recon, tying up loose ends from the heist we had pulled off.
Nicky and Laurent were also spoken for this evening.
That didn't leave me with many choices for Bella detail.
I weighed my options – unwilling to pull just anyone for this.
I thought about the remaining crew and only one name came to mind.
Freddy Fingers.
Freddy was laying low for a bit - waiting for the dust to settle from a previous arrangement and now he's back.
His nickname is in reference to his preference for blades. I've seen him carve up a guy like a Thanksgiving turkey with those fucking knives of his. It was some crazy shit.
He's been on the crew for a while now and has really been earning his keep as of late – bringing in considerable new money.
I don't care what Freddy has planned for tonight he's being reassigned as of now.
Jake and I met up at a pizza joint. Bella had me busting at the seams earlier but I had worked all that off and now I was fucking hungry again. So we order an extra-large pie with olives and sausage and a couple of beers.
"How'd it go with Six the other night?" I already knew but figured I'd ask anyway.
Jake nodded. "Short and sweet – message received."
That's what I had heard, too. No surprises – the way I liked it.
Wondering what was up with Jake, I asked. "Things with you and Gianna cool?"
"Same old fucking story." Jake imitates Gianna's voice now. "When am I going to see you? Will you call when you get home?" Jake shakes his head and drinks his beer.
"Yup – " I laughed hard thinking about the other day. "She hooked you a good one. Looked like she was gonna throw down with you right there in the streets."
Jake chuckled. "She's…" He shakes his head again. "I don't know – crazy or something."
With my beer hovering just before my lips, I pause smiling again. "Or something."
Crazy is an understatement.
I would've slapped her fuckin silly for that bull shit.
Funny as hell, though.
Bella can be overly inquisitive too, though.
She just never takes it to that level of crazy.
Just then I looked to my phone. "Hold up – I gotta get this."
Jake nodded as I proceeded to answer the call from Freddy.
It was short – a brief update was all. I appreciated that and told him so.
"Everything cool?" Jake inquired when I returned to the table.
"Yeah – I got Freddy doing your job is all."
Jake raised his eyebrows in question.
"Eh, Bella and her fucking roommate – have I mentioned that I'd like to fucking choke Jessica silent?"
Jake laughed. "Maybe once or twice – you'd get no complaints from me."
"Right – fucking piece of work." I took a bite of my pizza. "They went out and I got Fingers sitting on them." I took another bite and waved my hand in the air. "You know with all this shit that's going on and that mother fucker crawling deep into some hole nobody can find."
"Mm – Fingers is babysitting?" Jake laughed. "Bella know?" Jake knew how much Bella hated having 'babysitters'. She tells me it's a waste of useful resources and that's poor business management.
Appealing to fiscal responsibility was well thought out - creative and fucking adorable but it isn't going to make her argument or change a god damned thing. And I told her as much.
"No." I took another bite. It wasn't that I was hiding it from Bella – her plans had been sprung on me so fast I didn't have a chance to enlighten her. "And before you say it – I don't give a fuck."
"I wasn't gonna say it – it's what's best for her. Whether she wants to see it or not."
I pointed at Jake. "Exactly."
Jake changed the subject then. "Ok – so check this. Last Saturday I went over to my sister's crib-"
"Leah?" He had two sisters and I wasn't sure which he was referring. They have each caused him a fair amount of grief through the years.
"Yeah, she called needing a leaky faucet fixed – it was the soonest I could get to it. So I drop by , fix the faucet and before I knew it she's got company. One guess who ?"
I shrugged not having a clue.
"Desarno." The bad blood evident in Jake's tone.
This was fucking news. I raised an eyebrow. "Desarno? As in Bobby the Boxer?"
"He comes on in all up in there like he's got the right. Disrespecting my sister and acting like he's somebody –"
"She's got him coming over there and she's calling you to come fix shit? Did you throw his punk ass out?"
Jake chuckled with no actual amusement. "No – that's why we're talking."
Jake's dad was a drunk. Drank himself dead, leaving Jake to watch after his two sisters and mother.
His mother is just as useless, burying her head in the sand and pretending everything is fine. After the service she wrapped herself in black every day for a year straight. Instead of being there for her kids, she keeps herself chained to a shrine devoted to a dead man of ten years– praying for his soul every fucking day.
Looking straight ahead, I took a drink of my beer. "You got my ears – let's hear it."
Jake let out a frustrated breath. "You know how she is, never wants to fucking listen. She always knows better." I nodded, knowing this already. In some ways Leah is a lot like Bella – too trusting and hard headed. "I stopped by later - she cried, threw shit at me- I pay her fucking rent, bills whatever she needs and she tells me to get the fuck out. Since when does she talk to me like that?"
I shrugged. "Some have to learn their lessons the hard way in life. There comes a point when you've done too much for someone…" Jake has gone way above the call of duty for Leah through the years. "The only next possible step is to just fucking stop." I paused to take a swig. "Walk away. It's not like you're giving up - you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. She starts feeling the other side of life I guarantee you she'll smartin up right quick. Know this though, its gonna be more painful for you than it will her." I pointed directly at Jake. "So here's what I say - cut her off – let her see how far she gets with Desarno. She cares so much for him - let's see how long before she's calling you crying out her sorries."
"She's barely nineteen…" Jake shook his head in disgust. "She should be going to school – doing something, making something of herself. This life isn't what I wanted for her – she's too smart for this – for him. That piece of shit will leave her broken."
"As I recall, we had a problem with The Boxer before – that get resolved?" I questioned.
Jake shook his head chuckling before drinking the last of his beer.
Desarno is a scumbag. He and Jake got into it a few months back over territory. Jake has a racket going on the southside with a construction company. He gets them bids for a kick up. Jake gets them a lot of fucking work, too. I truthfully had no idea there were that many places left to build in the city. Anyway, the kick up is substantial. Then The Boxer waltzes in and also demands a kick up – claims it's his territory and grabs a sledge hammer and starts busting shit up.
The foreman called Jake.
Neither would back down so they threw down. Jake worked him over real good, too. Sent 'The Boxer' straight to the hospital for three broken ribs, a broken nose, concussion and a torn something or other.
The point being - He was fucked up.
Jake took a few licks, too. Nothing like Desarno did, though.
In the end Carlisle had to attend a sit down to avoid something larger transpiring. The old timers are all about intervention – working to be proactive and peacekeepers. I was summoned to attend as well. It was decided that Jake was within his rights and Bobby was made to apologize not only to Jake but to Carlisle as well.
"Depends on your definition of resolution." Jake signaled the waitress for another drink. "The short answer to that is no. The longer this goes on – the more clouded the message is getting. Before you know it, you're gonna have people breaking ranks left and right."
What Jake says – he's right. In this world a guy fucks up he gets a warning. There is no second warning. And that's enough to keep most from fucking up the first time
Jake added. "You need to know – this is me coming to you straight, Skip. I can't let this go." This is Jake offering me the professional courtesy of a heads up. By right he needs my permission to act and I'd be within my rights to pull that card. Jake knows this but I choose to let that go.
If it was me in Jake's shoes there's no way I'd turn a blind eye to this. Family comes first and if she was my sister I'd beat his ass too. On top of that, and more importantly to this business, I can't have some loose cannon trying to advance his territory at my cost.
I thought for a minute then authorized the green light for whatever force Jake deemed necessary. "You do what you need to do – maybe she'll even thank you some day. She should thank you. Fuck - she should bend down and kiss your shoes. He's a fucking pussy - if he pushes, you push him harder, if he hits you, hit him harder and if he throws a baseball at you, throw the fucking bat at him. Whatever you need to do – I'll back you. I did before with that other thing between the two of you and I will again."
Jake nodded and I looked down at my phone to read the text that just came through.
Love U! XoXo ~B
I couldn't help the shit eating grin as I texted her back.
Love you back. Having a good time? ~E
With no response from Bella yet, I downed the rest of my beer. "I'm gonna go take a piss, then you feel like getting outta here?"
Jake groaned. "I was thinking of hitting the crib." He shrugged. "What'd you have in mind?"
"You wanna hit RiNo up?"
Jake's brow furrowed. "RiNo? Or maybe you're lookin to hit something else?"
I held my arms out wide. "Just feel like a change of scenery is all."
Jake smirked. "Was wondering how long before you came back?"
"Naw, it's not like that. Bella's out with her friends-" I shrugged. "I was thinking about stopping by."
"And they went clubbing?" Jake asked skeptically.
I shrugged. "Some friend is getting married – they went to celebrate."
"Yeah, I get it." Jake threw a few bills on the table. "Yeah – I'm down." He looked down at his clothes. "Let me run home – give me 20 minutes."
"Yup –" I checked my watch. "I'll be by in a half hour."
Jake knocked the table with his knuckles before turning to leave. "Later."
