Chapter 7

A/N: Well, so there was a split opinion on reviews last chapter. I promise, that will continue to happen. Thank you all for reviewing, reading, recing and being generally awesome! This chapter requires a warning. I'm sure y'all can guess what it is. If you have concerns, PM us. Just know if you're not 18, you shouldn't be reading this. Thank you to our AMAZING prereaders Maplestyle, SassyNoles, and 2brown-eyes, they give us great suggestions and comments. Also thank you to Alice'sWhiteRabbit because she helps us make this readable. Love all you girls. And onto the clusterfuck from Edward's brain.

Songs- "Animals" by Maroon 5 and "Stay with Me" by Sam Smith

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When Emmett had invited me to go clubbing earlier this afternoon, I'd naturally declined his invitation. The whole clubbing scene wasn't exactly my style. Yet the more I pondered it, the less I enjoyed the idea of Bella going there alone. Yeah, she had Em and the girls, but how safe would she actually be on her own? The others, despite my disapproval, mixed work and pleasure regularly, but as long as they didn't let it interfere with their job, what the fuck did I actually care? Honestly, I really didn't give a shit about what occurred as long as it didn't interfere with my money or create unnecessary drama.

However, with that thought came the undeniable point of my whole appearance at this rank space pretending to be a club. While my employees were in a love/lust affair with one another, they couldn't exactly be trusted to take care of an innocent girl posing as a woman. Yeah, Bella totally had the body of a woman, but it was quite obvious she didn't have the slightest clue about the cruelty lurking in the world. Probably what brought her to be working at the DarkStrip, and even though she made me want to pitch her cute ass out onto the sidewalk for her insulting behavior, something gave me pause. I'm not exactly sure what her hold on me was because I wasn't ready to contemplate that, but there was something different about her.

When I step into the club, the first thing I notice is the hot, sweaty bodies writhing on the dance floor in front of me. I spied Bella near the bar, apparently collecting a tray of drinks for the group. Don't even ask me how the fuck I spot her in the chaotic mess before me. The place was probably in serious violation of several codes for overcrowding. I was half-tempted to make this a short outing by calling them in to the fire department for a building violation. Shaking away the urge to care too much, I ripped my gaze forcibly away from the woman who'd intrigued me since showing up with the balls of Satan and headed to the table where my associates lingered.

As soon as I stepped around to face my girls and my right-hand man, Alice slid in close to me, daggers shooting holes through my skull—don't think I missed that shit either 'cause truly little gets past me. Still, a teasing smile passed over her lips while, through clenched teeth, she muttered, "What are you doing here, bossman?"

"Is there a reason I shouldn't be here?" My nostrils flared as I met her gaze, noting how everyone seemed focused on what I had to say. Trust me. I loved my effect on people, but my persona didn't inspire many friendships, which was just as well. I didn't particularly want any friendships, but it made blending extremely difficult.

Nervously, she rocked on her heels as Bella came toward us with the tray of drinks. "Nope … no, not really. Just didn't expect to see you here."

Chancing a look in Em's direction, I let the cat out of the bag. "Yeah, well, Em told me the hype. I thought I would check it out for myself. Never know; might just be in the market for a night club."

The hostility that'd been aimed in my direction quickly swung in Emmett's direction. Bella, I instantly noticed, was trying to ignore my presence. The idea amused me on all kinds of levels, especially when she presented me with her back, snatching her drink with freshly manicured fingers; she gulped the drink with far more vigor than I'm sure she'd first intended. Almost immediately, she slammed the glass on the table and stomped off toward the dance floor. My gaze was trailing her spine to stare at that fucking skirt she wore.

Did she have any idea what that mini skirt would do to a man? When a guy gravitated to her, I felt rage burn into my chest, mostly when the fucker's hand slid down her waist toward her hip, his fingers drifting way too close to those silken thighs on full display.

Trying to distract myself from her blatant show, I bit my lip and reached for the drink she'd forgotten in her haste to escape. Without hesitation, I took a healthy swig from the glass, and my tongue relished the sweetness. I might not indulge in many human pursuits, but my love of sugar wasn't something I could ignore exceptionally long. Draining the glass, I watched the show Bella was giving me, and I knew I deserved her display of temper as she moved in close to the guy, eager to show how sexy she truly was.

Hell, I'd told her she bored me. I had practically kicked her out of my office, and of course, she'd retaliated by getting all pissy like a typical woman. I bet that song she'd danced to on stage had been meant for me. She was right on so many levels she didn't fully understand. I was definitely "one fucked up individual". As I watched the jackass grind on her, the protectiveness I'd fought to suppress came roaring to life.

Emmett's eyebrows flickered as he caught my gaze. I could hide how I felt from everyone—hell, I was getting fairly good at hiding it from myself as well—but Em. Em knew me better than I knew myself sometimes, and in this particular instance, I wasn't fooling him in the slightest. When his lips tipped with amusement, I glowered back and ripped my gaze away from his.

As soon as the guy danced a few spaces away, I headed in that direction as Bella spun around to give the guy her back. Without even a trace of fear, I shoved the guy away, and he ground out, "Hey, I was dancing."

"And now, you aren't. She's here with me, so you can scamper." The guy blanched from the steel in my gaze, and protestation didn't even cross his mind as he hurried away. Before Bella even knew I'd taken the guy's place, I grasped her hips with bruising fingertips and pulled her back against me.

"Wanna see just how fucked up I can be?" I asked next to her ear, thrilled when I felt her stiffen against me. My erection was pretty prominent as her ass ground into my cock, my hand slipping over her belly to hold her in place, my face tipped into the warmth of her neck. Using my chin, I pulled her hair from the slope of her neck, loving the shiver racing through her as my lips grazed her skin. "I think you do, Bella. Wanna play with the big boys; see what the big boys have in store for pretty little things like you?"

"You think I'm pretty?" she gasped as my tongue tasted the delicate curve where her pulse was pounding with untried desire.

I chuckled against her neck, letting my teeth bite into her throat, relishing the quiver of her form against me. "Of course, didn't I tell you that you know how to make a dick hard?"

Her body wiggled against my chest with obvious intrigue, and unable to resist my baser urges, I let the hand on her hip slide down to her thigh. "I wanna put my fingers in this tight little pussy. You gonna let me, Bella? Can I eat that sweet little clit you keep teasing me with? Wanna do it right fucking here?"

My words skimmed the shell of her ear, and I felt her body melt into mine. Encouraged by her lack of resistance, my free hand coasted along her ribcage, letting my thumb feather across the underside of her breast. When her hips wiggled back into mine, I took things one step further, cupping the tempting fruit she'd been teasing me with since meeting her. Groaning against her ear, I pinched the tip, my blood turning to lava as her nipple pebbled beneath my touch.

I'd stated my situation quite clearly to her on multiple occasions; perhaps she finally understood what this could be and what it definitely would not. Just because I wouldn't take her innocence didn't mean I wasn't interested in tasting what she offered. Kneading her pliant flesh in one broad palm, I licked up the side of her neck as my palm wandered down her body. Pressing her wanton flesh beneath the roll of my palm over the ache I knew she felt, yet her response was completely unexpected when she tore free from my hold and darted across the dance floor.

Startled, I watched her go for only a second before heading in the direction to follow her, calling her name. Suddenly, a hand took hold of my bicep, hindering my progress, and Jasper stood next to me with a warning in his eyes. "Let her go, man. I think she needs a breather."

"Jasper, if you don't take your hand off me right now, I will shoot you between your fucking eyes." My jaw clenched, and there was no give in my tone. I meant exactly what I said. Obviously, Jasper realized I wasn't playing because his hand dropped away. Getting in his face, I stayed nose to nose with him. "I know what she needs, and I'm on my way to give it to her. Have anything to say?"

If it weren't for the visible tremble in the other man, I would've thought he was ready to take me on, yet ever so slowly, he shifted away. Jasper's lips were drawn tight, and a glint entered his hazel eyes as he backed away. With a short nod, I said, "Yeah, I didn't think you would stop me."

When Jasper made no other attempt to stop me, I hurried in the direction I'd seen Bella disappear. It didn't take me long to find Bella hiding in the shadows in one long hall. Quietly, I came up behind her, my gaze going to what held her attention. There it was in full display of the entire club, or the people lurking here in the hall, Em's hand was totally up Rose's skirt, and apparently, Rose's hand was wandering down his pants. They both were in a rapturous moment and oblivious to the spectator several feet away.

"Well, well, would you look at that?" I said next to her ear. "Is the naughty girl watching Rose get fingered? Do you wonder what it feels like, or have you done that to yourself before? What do you think about when you do that, Bella?" I asked, flicking my tongue out and licking the shell of her ear.

"I thought you said you didn't fuck virgins," she threw over her shoulder, yet there was a breathless quality to her voice I just couldn't walk away from.

Shifting closer until I felt her heat seep through my chest, I grinned for the very first time in my entire fucking life. I reached for Bella's hand, tangled my fingers with hers, and urged her back against me, my body awakening to the feel of hers. "I don't fuck virgins, but it doesn't mean I can't take you there."

With a tip of my head, I indicated the couple she'd been watching. "Interested in finding out what that look on Rose's face is all about?"

Her green eyes darted between Rose and me, and the guard that'd been shielding her gaze dropped. She must've been swayed by my smile because her fingers curled into mine, and her body went limp. "Are you sure you've got what it takes to make me look like that?"

"Come with me and find out," I coaxed, tipping my head in the direction of the nearest exit. When her fingers tightened around mine, warmth shifted from my chest, going straight to my dick. Instantly, my balls felt heavy, and I could almost taste her nectar on my tongue. Dropping a kiss to the tip of her nose, I pulled her hand. "Are you coming with me?"

Bella didn't verbally respond, but her body turned into mine, and her chin lifted until her mouth hovered within inches of mine. Her alcohol-flavored breath twinged my lips, and I couldn't resist the urge to brush her mouth with eager lips. Licking the seam of her lips, they parted on a gasp, and I sampled the tongue she readily offered. Within seconds, she went lax against me, and my fingers tightened around hers.

Sucking her earlobe into my mouth, I nipped the plump flesh with sharp teeth, leaving her withering against me. "Come on, baby, let's go have a little bit of fun."

Within seconds, I led the way into the darkened parking lot, cool night air rushing across our fevered skin. For the first time in fucking years, I felt like a child in a candy store as I raced us to my car. I was almost laughing as we came up alongside my 2020 Aston Martin; the fucking car cost me a whole briefcase from a hit I did months ago. The ash gray paint had spoken to me, begging me for the four hundred K it'd cost me, and I'd gladly spent on the outrageously expensive car, yet currently, I barely noticed it as I pressed Bella's luscious form into it.

Instantly, my mouth dropped to hers, and hungrily, I wound my tongue around hers. Her arms went around my neck, anchoring me to her, and happily, I stayed. Breaking the kiss, I nibbled my way to her chin, licking down her jaw to her neck, groaning when her fingers locked in my hair. She pulled at the strands with a gasp as I traced a path down her torso, my lips greedily skimming the tops of her breasts.

When a hiccup of pleasure erupted from her throat, I shoved her bra aside and sucked in her hard nipple. Circling the peak with the point of my tongue, I nipped at her nipple until she was crying out in frustration, and she was ruthlessly pulling at my hair. The pinch on my scalp only spurred me into action. My hands found the hem of her skirt, and I pushed the material up her long, sweet fucking legs, relishing the feel of her skin on my fingertips.

I released the bud I'd been sucking as my fingers came into contact with her panties. Rubbing vigorously at her aroused flesh, I gulped in air as her dampness seeped from the lacy material, and I pushed them aside to let a finger trail her wet center. Growling as the scent of her arousal wafted to my nostrils, I said, "You've been waiting for someone to fuck you, huh? Me, right? Been waiting to find me? Wanting this tongue all up in that sweet pussy? Is that what you want, Bella?"

When I reflected on this moment later, I'd realize I didn't give her much time to process all of what was happening, but right now, at this minute, I watched as her eyes rolled as I pressed the tip of my finger into her tight folds, relishing the way her molten center clamped around me. Licking up the side of her neck, I kissed the shell of her ear, letting my finger sink deeper into her hot core. "So fucking hot and tight. Could fuck this pussy all night, but right now, think I'm just gonna put my tongue in it."

I pushed my finger in to the hilt, brushing the proof of her virginity before withdrawing and plunging back inside. Her face nuzzled me as tiny gasps fell from her lips, and I eagerly drank in her cries as my lips came down on hers. Withdrawing my finger, I smeared the essence of her arousal on her clit, rolling the nub in a quick circle. Biting her bottom lip, I pulled at the plump flesh as I yanked free of her panties and showed her my glistening fingers.

Her breasts moved as she rapidly inhaled. With her gaze glittering back at me, I licked my fingers, sampling the sweet proof of her desire. "Wanna taste yourself? Tastes like fucking honey to me … damn, baby, you taste like molten sugar. One of my fucking weaknesses."

Bravely, she leaned forward, and her tongue slowly slipped up my hand, and together we licked her flavor from my fingers. When the last drop of her fluid was cleaned away, I stared her hard in the eye. "Turn around, Bella, and put your hands on the hood."

She studied me long and hard, but slowly, she followed my instruction. Noticing the chill dotting her skin, I shrugged free from the trench I wore and placed it over her bare shoulders. Next to her ear, I whispered, "Stick that pretty ass out, and hold on tight … 'bout to take you on one hell of a ride."

Kissing her neck until she was shivering with anticipation, I coasted down her form and pulled the trench aside. Without hesitation, I let the heavy coat close me in as I crouched behind her. When she made no move to alter my progress, I pushed her skirt up her legs, groaning when her panties became visible. Eagerly, I let my fingers slip up the inside of her thighs, aggressively pushing her legs apart. Once I created enough space, I trialed my fingers along the wetness, smiling as her limbs started to tremble.

Pulling the material away from her core, I leaned up and swept the tip of my tongue along her dewy center. My fingers wound around her legs, holding her steady when her legs threatened to buckle. "Oh, my … what … fuck."

Her mumbled curses reached my ear, and without hesitation, I plowed forward, stabbing my tongue into her liquid heat. As her wetness soaked my taste buds, I lost all sense of control. Ripping the lace from her hips, I pushed my face between her thighs, licking and sucking with abandonment. She must've lost her fight with coherence because her grip on reality ceased to be, her weight falling until she practically sat on my face.

Hungrily, I ate every morsel, my tongue plunging and withdrawing with reckless abandon, drinking up every drop dripping from her pussy. Still, it wasn't enough to satisfy the beast within me. Finding Bella's opening with my fingers, I pushed between her and the car until I found her clit with the tip of my tongue. I caressed the bud with my tongue in rapid movement, finding her slick opening with my fingers.

With fingers and tongue, I worked her hard enough to leave her in a puddle on the pavement. My cock throbbed with need as her core clamped around my fingers, and as my tongue rolled around her clit, she broke apart in a series of long, dry cries. I didn't relent as she slumped into me, continuing to lick every delicious morsel until she went still above me.

Once my mission was accomplished, I pushed back to my feet, kissing her lips as she went all dewy-eyed. I should've taken precaution the second I recognized that look entering her eyes, but instead, like a complete moron, I once again found myself sampling her lips, sharing the taste of her release with hungry kisses. When I would've pulled back, her fingers traced down my abdomen to the rock-hard dick in my pants, and her curious fingers played with the bulge.

"I wanna … I wanna … can I?"

There was pleading in her soft voice, and who the fuck was I to deny her or myself the pleasure. "If you want my cock in your throat, put it there."

Her gaze never wavered from mine as she worked my belt loose. The second her fingers dipped into my boxers and grazed the silken flesh of my cock, all thoughts of protest died on my lips. I couldn't have stopped her from proceeding if a Mac truck was bearing down on us, and we only had a moment to get the fuck out of the way. My lips found hers, and I kissed her with all the pent-up desire and need I'd denied myself for years.

Bella's hand encircled my hard cock, her fingers testing the weight as she discovered the velvety flesh. Moaning with ecstasy, she pulled free from the kiss, placing pecks over my jaw to my neck. "I want to taste you … It's all I've been thinking about forever … shit … I'm so fucking stupid … should just … but I can't."

I understood her rambling better than I wanted to. Somewhere deep within her, Bella knew not to trust me, yet I wasn't about to agree with her at this precise moment. The need to feel her tongue winding around my cock was too tempting to ignore. "Just put it on your tongue, Bella … wanna shoot cum straight down your throat … shit … please, fuck."

I didn't have to ask again because she fell to her knees and shoved my slacks over my hips. Innocent eyes flashed from mine, widening when they settled on my length. Like everything else in my life, I was exceedingly proud of my size in length and girth. I was about to stretch the prettiest fucking mouth I'd ever seen. The thought had precum seeping from my tip, the pulse begging her to proceed. "Put my monster between those sweet lips, fuck, might just come at the thought."

Hesitantly, she leaned forward and gingerly licked the crown. The heat melted her irises as she tasted the evidence of my desire. Intrigued, I watched her take the tip into her mouth, her lips stretching, causing the air to whoosh from my lungs on a heavy exhale. As her tongue teased the tender skin, I thrust involuntarily to meet her warm, eager mouth. With satisfaction, moisture glinted in her eyes as my tip grazed the back of her throat. "Oh, yes … One day, I'm going to fuck that beautiful mouth. Put it all the way down your throat. So fucking hot … shit, don't stop."

My eyes rolled as my fingers burrowed into her hair, pushing farther into her mouth, grunting when she gasped and withdrew in surprise. When she caught her breath, she surprised me by taking my dick back between her lips, spit and cum leaking from the corner of her mouth as she tried to fit more of me inside. Knotting my hands in her hair, I thrust harder, feeling her throat close around the tip. "Just like that, sexy fucking … Geez, I'm going to come straight down that pretty throat. Shit, fuck me."

To shock me even further, her hands cupped my balls and rolled them in her palm, sucking hard on my length. With the double stimulation, my release was fast approaching, and I rocked into her mouth. "Shit … just like that … oh, fuck."

One last good thrust and she gagged, liquid heat shot from my tip and down her slender throat, coating her esophagus. My fist knotted in her hair, and I rocked until the last of my willpower seeped from my body. It was my turn to slump against my car as she came back up to lie against my sated body. Completely weakened by the shared experience, I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her.

It seemed like an eternity passed before I managed to get my bearings. Finally, I pulled back and kissed the tip of her nose. "Let's get you home … You look beat."

"I am," she murmured, letting me tuck her along my side.

Easily, I maneuvered her into the passenger seat and clicked the seatbelt over her torso. When I managed to settle into the driver's seat, I couldn't help but drop another kiss to her upturned lips. Finally, I put the car in motion and didn't stop until we arrived at her house. She was half-asleep when I lifted her from the seat and carried her inside; dropping her across the mattress, I lazily sat at her side.

"Stay with me," she whispered as her eyes rolled closed.

"You got it," I murmured.

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A/N: Well, isn't that interesting….hmmm….so let us know what you are thinking cause we already know what happens next. Thank you so much and we will see you on Tuesday for our regular posting day if we can wait that long. Lol. Later lovelies!