Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters in it.
"Bella, you've been in there for absolutely ages! I need to pee!" Leah squeaked.
"Alright, alright! I'll be out in a minute!" I laughed.
She was right. I had been locked away in the bathroom for a while daydreaming about the afternoon's events. Every part of me ached to feel like that again. The way my body reacted to him made it impossible to control myself.
But there was always that afterthought. Megan. His wife. I still couldn't get my head around the fact that he was married now. It made things so much more complicated. Of course, I sound like a spoiled child. I'm not the one that's going to get hurt in all of this. Or am I? Was I naïve to think that Jake would just drop her for me after committing himself to her? One of the things I loved most about Jake was his unwavering loyalty to the people he loved and cared about.
I shook my head and picked up the lipstick that was sitting on the side of the sink. Swiping it across my lips, I knew that tonight would be interesting. It was Leah's birthday celebration. All her friends and loved ones would be there. So that could only mean one thing, surely.
I blotted my lips on some tissue and took a deep breath.
Outside the bathroom door, Leah was waiting for me.
"Thank GOD!" She cried, crashing past me and slamming the bathroom door behind her. I laughed.
Rosalie was in the kitchen lining up the tequila shots on the counter whilst bopping around excitedly to the song on the radio. She was dressed in a skin-tight LBD and ankle boots. She always looked incredible.
"Oh, its going to be that kind of night is it?" I asked her, smiling.
"Hell yes it is! Do you know how long its been since I've been able to completely let my hair down and not have to crawl out of bed for work the next day? I am going for it tonight! Leah!"
Walking into the kitchen, Leah spotted the drinks on the side and laughed.
"I'd like to make it past midnight but with you two around, I don't think that's going to happen"
With that, Leah shrugged and took a shot from Rosalie.
"Happy Birthday Leah, lets get this party started shall we? The cab will be here any minute!" I said, raising my glass and clinking it against the other two.
I knocked back the tequila and grabbed a piece of lime to suck on before checking myself out in the full length mirror in the hall.
I had to admit, I looked pretty damn good. I had on a pair of black faux leather pants, black stiletto pumps and a deep maroon coloured cowl neck chemise. Just enough to make my cleavage pop, but not too much. My hair fell over my left shoulder in soft, bouncy curls.
"Bella, the cab is here!" Leah shouted from the kitchen.
I threw my jacket over my shoulders and headed out with the girls to see what the night would have in store for all of us. I had a feeling that the last thing it was going to be was uneventful, and I was dead right.
Pulling up to the club, we paid the driver and apologised profusely for our atrocious attempt at karaoke on the journey there.
"Don't you girls worry, sure livened up my Saturday night!" He laughed, waving as he drove away.
The three of us linked arms and entered the club. Immediately our attention was caught by the gaggle of giddy and excited young men across the room.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR LEAH, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" Jared, Embry and Paul all sang in chorus. If you could call it that anyway.
Paul handed out the cocktails while Jared placed a little plastic tiara on Leah's head.
"Are you serious right now?" Leah asked, a confused but equally amused look on her face.
"Absofuckinglutely" Jared laughed.
"Sex on the beach, Bella?" Paul chuckled as he handed my cocktail.
"Oh HA…HA…HA" I replied sarcastically.
Paul stuck his tongue out at me and herded us all on to the dance floor. The six of us danced for what seemed like hours, taking champagne and cocktail breaks in between, of course.
"Hey, do you know if he's going to be making an appearance tonight?" I shouted to Paul over the loud music.
"Uh, yeah I guess so. I'd be surprised if he didn't, he and Leah have known each other since they were in diapers!" He shouted back.
"You want another drink?" I asked him, gesturing towards the bar.
He nodded and followed as I made my way over.
"Hey, two beers please and two shots of cherry vodka!" I asked the barman.
I hopped up onto the bar stool and took a long look at my friends. How had I managed to be without them all this time? The joy I felt when I was around them was something else entirely. And the fact that Rosalie had just slipped in like she had always belonged made everything feel just right.
Except in an ideal world, I would be standing here with Jake. Laughing with him, touching him, kissing him. For all to see.
"Earth to Bella, ready?" Paul nudged, sliding the shot of cherry vodka across the bar to me.
I lifted it, chinked it against his glass and knocked it back. As I placed the empty glass down onto the bar and grabbed my beer, Pauls body language completely changed.
"Hey Bella, I think we should go dance with the others. We can't let them have all the fun without us!" He beamed, desperately trying to usher me back the dancefloor.
I stopped and turned around. And there he was. No. Scrap that. There they were.
Megan looked absolutely stunning in a red wrap around dress, her long hair delicately braided. Jakes arm was draped around her shoulders as they ordered a drink from the other end of the bar.
I felt all the blood rush to my head. The sight of him touching her made me want to scream. It was just a hardcore reminder that right now, I was second fiddle. Or that's how it felt at least.
"Come on, Bella. Don't focus on them. Its Leah's birthday, you look amazing, I look amazing and the birthday girl looks fucking incredible! Come and spend the night laughing and dancing with friends instead of standing here and torturing yourself!" He urged, trying to be heard over the loud music.
I just nodded, took his hand and followed him back over to the dance floor. As I looked back over my shoulder, my eyes met Jakes. He looked at me with a look of longing and confusion. He just shook his head and took a swig of his beer. Falling back into the crowd, I tried to forget about them and give the birthday girl a night to remember.
As Lizzo played out over the speaker system, I took my girls hands and pulled them into a group hug.
"I am so happy to have you both in my life! Happy Birthday Leah!" I shouted.
A couple of hours of horsing around later, I made my way through the crowd towards the rest room. Everyone had come out to celebrate Leah and she was so happy. I took full advantage of an empty rest room, reapplying my lipstick and fixing my hair. As I washed my hands, I heard the door swing open behind me. Paying no mind, I dried my hands on a paper towel and put my things back in my bag.
That was when I felt it. Hot hands brushing their way down the top of my spine and snaking their way around the front of my body. I looked up into the mirror to be met with his wild, chocolate eyes glaring straight into mine. His tight black shirt highlighted his incredible bicep and shoulder muscles. His fingertips found their way underneath the fabric of my chemise and lightly pinched my bare nipples, hardening instantly at his touch. My body was at his mercy, always. I leant back into him and closed my eyes, grinding my ass firmly into his jean covered crotch. I could feel him stiffening at the sensation.
"Do you have any idea how fucking delicious you look tonight?" He growled in my ear, his breath causing the hairs on my neck to stand on end.
Losing myself for a moment, I forget where we are and turn to kiss him. A firm kiss, full of longing and lust. Taking his bottom lip between my teeth, I suck on it softly and pull away to look at him. Did he know just how perfect he was? From his head to his toes, he was perfect.
Suddenly, his phone began to ring. And we were back to reality once again.
"Megan?" I asked, looking down at my feet.
He said nothing, rejected the call and shoved his phone into his back pocket. I suddenly felt dirty. Here we were, desperately in love but hiding out in the rest room making out in secret while his wife searched for him in the next room.
"Jake, I don't know if I can keep doing this. God, I want you so much. Every time I see you, I just want to touch you. I've been without you for so long and I thought I was doing okay. Being back here and seeing you every day is so wonderful, but so hard all the same. I'm guessing your wife is looking for you and here you are, feeling me up in a club toilet. It's just not…"
He interrupted me by pulling me into the cubicle behind us.
"Jake, what…" He placed his finger over my mouth and shushed me.
He placed his hands either side of my neck and gently tilted my head upwards. His lips started to caress my jawline, my neck, my collarbone. He was grinding his erection against my stomach through his trousers as I threw my head back against the cubicle wall. I grabbed at his erection, feeling the heat radiating through his jeans. His muffled groans could barely be heard as he pushed the straps of my top down over my shoulders, freeing my hard, pink nipples before taking them into his wet mouth one after the other.
"Fuck, Bells…" He huffed as I squeezed his cock in my palm.
The more I squeezed, the harder he got. Fumbling, I unbuttoned his jeans and ran my palms around the back of his body, taking his buttocks in my hands and grazing my fingernails against them.
My soft caresses sent him wild as he made his way down my body, peeling the leather trousers down with him as he went.
"Jake, what are you…OH!" I cried.
He swung my legs over his shoulders and buried his gorgeous face between my legs. Gently biting the flesh above my clit, his hot breath sent shivers down my spine. As I looked down at him, our eyes locking, he began lapping at my wetness. It was as if just the taste of me drove him insane. Unable to hold myself up any longer, my arms extended above me almost automatically as I grabbed at the wall behind me.
"So…fucking…tasty" he whispered in between strokes. Sucking my clit into his hot mouth, he reached up with his hand and began to caress my breast. His tongue darted up and down and my whole body shook against him.
With his one final ferocious suckling of me, I fell apart. My eyes almost rolling back into my head in pleasure. I had never felt anything like it. My whole body felt like it was on fire.
Jake snaked his way back up my body, pulling my trousers back over my behind as he went. He stared intently into my eyes and smirked at me.
"You need to straighten yourself up Bella Swan. You look like you've been ravaged by a wild animal."
He winked, wiping away my juices from his chin with a paper towel.
I laughed. My mouth was dry from all the panting.
The door to the restroom opened and swung shut again. We both tensed up.
"I just don't know what's going on with him, Emily. The past few days he's just been, like he's there but he's not. We haven't been the same for weeks and I'm driving myself silly trying to figure out what the hell is going on."
Fuck.