Hello again, sorry it took forever to post Chapter 4. Real life has been extremely busy. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and I will try to post every couple weeks.
Thank you Lexy for being my amazing beta. And to my muse, thank you for inspiring me.
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~maskedemotion.
Bella sat at her desk, stealing quick glances at Edward; the last few days had been awkward. She ran her fingers through her hair, all the confidence she gained from that day now dwindle down the drain. He would only ask her for help if he was stuck on something, and whenever they would have a chance to speak, his desk was swarmed by desperate shallow tramps. She started to convince herself that she was only a one-time thing, the first girl that was willing to give it up to him. What happened that day was completely out of character for her. She wouldn't even let Mike have sex with her until they were officially in a relationship and two months after that. With Edward, she threw caution to the wind and in the end, only left her confused and disgusted with herself. Glancing up at the clock, she noted it was lunch time, and really, the constant fake laughs from the fake girls were starting to get to her. Pulling her drawer open, gripping onto her bag, Bella stood up and walked past the girls to find Rose. Hearing Edward flirt with the girls any longer would have only left her in tears.
Edward sighed heavily as he watched Bella leave. As soon as she was out of sight, he shooed the girls away. It was normal for him to be the center of girls' attentions. Though they did nothing for him, they were either too skinny or too into themselves and the majority of the time, both. The last few days had been rather troublesome. He wanted to talk to her, get to know her, but with the way she had been acting, he thought it was better to stay away. Let her come to him. Combing his fingers through his hair, he stared at his screen replaying that day over in his head. What happened to that girl who asked him to fuck her against the wall? He wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to stand the silence. It was bad enough to have the constant pressure from his parents, reminders of his responsibility and what was expected, and now this girl who has captivated him was ignoring him. Edward's stomach grumbled, reminding him it was time to eat.
-o-
Bella was glad the day was over, and it was the start of the weekend. Shutting down her computer, she made sure everything was in place before standing to slip on her jacket. She sighed watching Edward, guilt building inside of her; sliding the strap of her bag across her shoulder she walked past him, stopping briefly. "Have a nice weekend, Edward. See you Monday," she said, smiling before walking away.
Edward quickly shut down his computer, leaving everything the way it was before going after Bella. He wasn't going to risk it. He wanted to know why she has been treating him like this; the woman who was constantly on his mind. He wondered if he was on her mind. H e saw her get into the elevator and cursed as he missed it, opting to take the stairs to meet her. His feet clapped loudly against the cement stairs, playing out in his mind how he would ask her. "Hey Bella, I know things have been awkward, maybe if we go for coffee." He rolled his eyes at how lame that sounded. He threw open the door looking around for her, walking briskly to the front doors of the building.
What he saw next was like walking into a brick wall, he saw Bella embraced in a hug with a guy he had never seen before. This guy then kissed her, not the friend kiss but not that passionately either. He stood there as she walked away with him, now understanding why she had been acting the way she has been. "She has a fucking boyfriend," he finally blurted out. "I'm a complete git for not seeing it." He felt disappointed in himself for letting her get to him. He needed a distraction, and he planned on getting it tonight one way or the other.
-o-
Edward sat in the back of Lust Lounge nightclub, the pounding of the base deafening any thought he would be able to apprehend at the moment. Chugging back his sixth beer waving his hand to catch the waitress' attention irritated that he was still able to remember, he decided it was time to switch to the hard stuff. Edward shuffled in his seat watching the ladies strut their stuff. A few of them caught his attention, but none of them compared to her. He groaned wishing he could get her out of his mind; lolling his head back, he closed his eyes only to have the supply room come into play.
"What can I get you?" the waitress asked, pausing as she waited for an answer. She soon began tapping her foot when Edward didn't reply, leaning over she tapped his shoulder. "Excuse me, you waved me over." Annoyance present in her voice.
Edward jolted forward, looking like a deer in a headlight, scanning the room the loud music bringing him back to reality. His eyes stopped on the waitress who was now inches away from his face, a wicked smirk tugging at his lips, she would do, he thought. Languidly he looked her over, her cheeks flushing. Laying on his smooth British charm, he waited a few more seconds before answering, "Jack Daniels on the rocks." He leaned back, arms resting back on the cushions of the booth.
"I will be right back with that," she replied, unable to stop herself from glancing him over. Her eyes stopped on his crotch inhaling deeply at the indent of his now taut jeans. He couldn't help but smirk, "Perhaps later you will get a better view." Finding his eyes, hers filled with excitement. "I might like that," She turned on her heels, walking back to the bar to get his drink, and added a sway to her hips.
Edward rolled his eyes at her attempt to be sexy. She wasn't bad looking, he was sure most guys would be trying to take her home. He didn't plan on taking her neither home nor go back to his place. He planned on doing it here and getting it over with. He thanked her when she returned with his drink, giving her exact change. He would be giving her tip later.
-O-
Bella sat at Mike's place, doing their normal Friday night. She would watch baseball, not that she minded, but it would be nice to do something other than sitting at his place. He ate pizza and drank beer, not paying any attention to her except when his team scored. He would get all excited and kiss her.
Clenching onto the pillow, she started to go over the reasons she was still with Mike. She glanced at him, he was average looking. Short blonde hair, blue eyes, taller than her, he could stand being in better shape. So could she as well. Bella sighed, she hadn't been happy in a long time. It wasn't Mike's fault, but they were drifting apart. Their sex life was robotic. They only did it three different positions, missionary, cowgirl and doggy. He rarely got her off, and most of the time she had to finish or would go without. He was more concerned with his release and then turned to his side of the bed to sleep.
Bella dozed off, dreaming about Edward and her in the quiet room. In a dark corner in the back of the room, clothes completely removed with her bent of the arm of the couch spread for him. Mike watched Bella sleep, curious to what had her stirring and moaning. He flicked the TV off, moving to sit beside her on the couch running his hand up her thigh. "Bella." Nudging her when she didn't respond, "Bella wake up, the game is over and I'm ready for bed." Bella groaned being forced from the dream, eyes widening when the voice she heard was her boyfriend's.
Playing it cool, Bella nodded at Mike. "Sure, let me clean up and I will be in." He kissed her cheek, paying no regard to the mess he created. "Thanks babe. See you in a little." He slipped off the couch stumbling towards the bedroom to get ready for bed. Bella watched him stagger off, rubbing her hands over her face. Why am I with him, she thought. All she wanted was to get to know Edward, and if sex like him would always be like what they had in the supply room, she would never question why she was with him. Bella slowly crept off the couch collecting empty pizza boxes, beer bottles and plates and taking them into the kitchen wondering when her life became so dull and boring.
-O-
Edward finished his sixth Jack Daniels, his body loose and ready to indulge in the waitress who had been flirting with him all night long. The place was still packed, but after denying girl after girl, his area was pretty much vacant. Perfect for what he had planned next. The waitress' skirt barely covered her ass, and he could make out the silk panties she was wearing, disappointed yet again, but they weren't necessary. As Tanya, yes, that was her name he remembered, he slipped her a napkin. She cautiously picked up the napkin folding it open as her eyes widened with lust. He smirked to himself seeing the reaction he wanted. "I'll have another one." Glancing down at his full glass, his fingers coiled around the glass, bringing it to his lips as he took a long pull, winking as Tanya walked away.
Edward downed his drink and moved into the middle of the booth, blowing the lit candles out. One hand reaching down unbuckling his belt, all he wanted was a quick fuck and go home. He needed a distraction from Bella; he didn't believe in love at first sight nor did he love her, but he was drawn to her and now he was convincing himself that her having a boyfriend was fine. They could work something out. "Edward, you prat, she has a mate." Scrubbing his face, focusing on what was happening right now, he tugged down his zipper readying himself for when Tanya came back.
On cue, Tanya came prancing back with another drink for him. Placing it down on the table along with his bill, lengthening his head to the side, his mind in a blur, he asked, "You ready for your tip?" She nodded, moving into the booth beside him on her knees. "Yes, and I did as you asked." Taking her panties out from her shirt, she handed them over to him. He took them, stuffing them into his jacket pocket, why he asked for them he had no reason at all, he just wanted to see if she would do it. She was easy, nothing new for him. Finding himself almost bored, he watched as her skirt slide up the closer she got to him. She was trimmed, he preferred it all gone, but it didn't matter; he had no intention of going down on her.
His eyes darted up wondering what was taking her so long; it was easily a three slide over. Glazed eyes watched as she tried to be seductive shuffling over to him. "I don't have all night," he reached over grasping her hips, pulling her onto his lap, "I need a release so I can sleep." He thought for sure that would deter her away, but that only seemed to arouse her more. He could feel her wetness against his boxers. Edward's length was aching to be free. Taking the hint, she reached down between them slipping inside his boxers and pulled out his length. She gasped at the size, licking her bottom lip, "I think that's the biggest I've seen." Edward beamed, always good to have your ego boosted. "That's enough talk, ride me." Tanya's only interest was to please him.
He gripped tighter onto her waist, lifting her up as she aligned him up to her wet folds, rubbing between them before stopping at her entrance. He groaned quietly imagining it was Bella, her tight core he was about to plunge down on him. Tanya seemed to like the response, resting on her knees, whispering into his ear, "I am going to fuck you hard." He wished she would stop talking he wanted this over and fast. He let the waitress take the lead. She dropped down hard, bouncing off his lap, her fingers sliding up his arms to grip his shoulders.
"Oh God! You're so big." Her head falling back, Edward watched her chest bounce, swiveling his hips to help. Tanya wasn't as tight as Bella, but Edward dropped his head back, allowing the music to drown out this woman's voice so he could picture Bella bouncing on his lap. Her perfect breasts were jiggling, catching a nipple between his teeth sucking. "Harder," he groaned. This only spurred Tanya on further, arching her back to allow for the head of his length to brush against her. "Oh, I'm so close." He was close to exploding, pictures of Bella aiding him on. He growled, "Play with yourself." She followed instructions well. He opened his eyes in time to watch her rub her clit feverishly. The only thing that would have made this better was if it was Bella.
Edward's balls pitched, hips bucking up. "Oh fuck, I'm going to…" He clenched his eyes shut as the waitress' walls clamped tightly around him, her orgasm rippling through her body. "Oh yes, yes, yes." Her fingers dug into his shoulders causing Edward to remember when Bella's fingers did that same, still sore from her piercing his skin. This was what pushed him over the edge, releasing his hot seed into this woman he hadn't known for more than four hours. His hips jerked a couple times, breathing heavily, a pleasing smile spreading across his face.
Waiting until her body relaxed, he opened his eyes, cocking his head, "My tip for you, Tanya, is that when you are going to have sex with a complete stranger, you might want to ask them their name." He watched her expression change, sort of disgusted in her actions, and quickly removed herself from his lap, straightening her skirt. "You fucking asshole, I should have you thrown out." He laughed fixing his pants scooting out from the booth to stand in front of her. "There will be no need for that. I was just leaving." Smirking smugly as he pulled money out of his pocket and tossing it onto the table, he took one last glance as his latest conquest before leaving, his mind still consumed with thoughts of Bella— Bella who has a boyfriend.
-O-
Bella finally made it into bed, pulling on her usual over-sized t-shirt; she crawled into her side of the bed. Mike was asleep, he is usually out the minute his head hits the pillow. She stared up at the ceiling, resting her fingers over her stomach. She had been working for the government for the last few years, and no guy had ever sparked her attention like Edward did. He was everything she wanted in attraction. Tall and gorgeous, a sex god that even at the thought of him made her wet. She craved him, and this was new to her. She had never wanted someone like she did him, but here she was lying in Mike's bed.
Bella closed her eyes ready to fall into a slumber, her body shuddering as a hand crept up her thigh. Her eyes flung open to find Mike brushed up against her. "They won tonight"—his fingers toyed with her panties—"you know what that means." Right, she thought, victory sex, another routine thing in her life. Bella lifted her hips, allowing Mike to pull them down and tossed to the ground. She parted her legs, feeling his hand glide back up. She closed his eyes, sucking in a breath of air as his fingers slid between her wet folds. Mike groaned into her ear, "God, babe. You've never been this wet for me." He nipped at her earlobe as he slipped a finger into her wet core.
Bella's hips bucked, the ache that been building with every thought of Edward needed to be released, and she only needed Mike to do this one thing. "Please, Mike, another?" she asked, almost in a begging voice. Obliging, he slipped another finger inside twisting to tap against her soft spot, pumping slowly. "You like that, don't you?" Bella was close to coming, she had been working herself up all night. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." Mike was hard as a rock, hearing her beg, and pumping his fingers harder and faster. Bella was so close she could feel the knots starting in her stomach, her back arching off the bed, small whimpers escaping her mouth as she pictured Edward being the one pleasing her.
Mike was close himself, her arousal tonight was something new. He quickly removed his fingers from her soaking core, shoving down his boxers, and moved between her legs. Bella's eyes shot open, shocked that he stopped only to find him between her legs. "Fuck, you look so hot right now," he groaned out as he thrust hard into her. Mike didn't fill her like Edward did, but her body reacted the same, hips bucking up and back, arching off the bed. He plunged erratically, only to get what he needed. After a few hard thrusts, Mike's body tensed as she felt his hot juices spurt inside of her. He slumped over her body, breathing heavily into her ear. Bella laid there frustrated in more than one way. Mike kissed her cheek, rolling off of her to his side of the bed. He pulled the covers up, resting on his side, his back facing her, and fell asleep.
Bella was flabbergasted. What had just happened? Was this how she wanted to spend the rest of her life, not satisfied? There were too many emotions and questions raking through her mind, and at the end of it, it all stopped on Edward. Edward versus Mike, easy answer. She hated being alone, but alone and getting to know Edward was a hundred times better than her pathetic life with Mike. Kicking the blankets off of herself, she quickly slipped out of bed and looked for her clothes. The shift of weight on the mattress woke Mike. Turning to his other side, he watched Bella. "What are you doing?"
Bella looked at Mike disgusted as she pulled on her sweat pants, "I'm going home." She turned around looking for her sweater and socks.
"Bella, you can't leave." He glanced over at the time. "It's 1 a.m., a little late to be going home."
She turned around running nervous fingers through her hair blurting, "We're done, Mike. I can't do this anymore. You know we never do anything spontaneous. We do the same thing week after week, and honestly, I can't do this. I refuse to." Sliding on her socks and standing, she tried not to fall over to ruin her moment of being bold, shaking her head at him.
Mike sat up in bed, confused. "What are you going on about? Is this about what happened? Sorry, but I couldn't hold off."
She shook her head. "No, yes, I don't know. This is everything, Mike. We would never work."
"There is someone else, isn't there?" he asked angrily.
"No, yes, I don't know. Look, I should be honest with you, but I cheated on you. With some new guy at work, and since I am being honest, he is better than you, and I can't do this anymore."
Mike sat up, his temper slowly rising. "You. Did. What? I don't think I heard you properly. You cheated on me with some new guy at work, and now you are breaking up with me for him?"
Bella sighed. "Look, Mike. I have no idea what will happen with me and this guy from work. It could have been a one-time thing, but it has opened my eyes to things I want, and what we have, I don't want anymore. I'm sorry."
"You fucking slut. You tramp! I can't believe I wasted my time on you." Mike's voice got louder with each word. "Get the fuck out of my place and don't come back."
For once, Bella was glad she didn't have many things at his place, and most of the things she had there were doubles of what she had at her place. "I'm sorry for you hurting you, Mike." She walked out of his bedroom to find her bag and grabbing a few things of her on the way.
Mike got out of bed to follow after her. "I can't believe I wasted my time with you. You know you aren't that good looking anyways. You could stand to lose a few pounds. I hope this guy doesn't want you, and you end up alone. You deserve that."
Bella cringed at his words, refusing to allow him to get her to like that, her eyes watering. She bent down to put on her runners, grabbing her duffle bag from the closet, shoving the things she grabbed inside. Standing, she faced Mike one last time. "I'm really sorry, Mike." Opening the door to his apartment, she took off the keys to his place from her key ring handing them to him. Mike snatched the keys from her. "I don't ever want to see you again." He slammed the door behind her.
Bella jumped at the sound as she quickly walked down the hall, tears sliding down her cheeks. She was upset that she hurt Mike, but she deserved to be happy, and she knew she could be happy with Edward, if he wanted her.
And so their story truly begins...
