A/N: SO. This chapter is a LOT different than the others. By a lot. But I hope you like it as much as me and my beta do. It's just plain fun and sexy. And if you don't like elements of femmeslash... well... there's not sex, but let's just say a certain Katy Perry song COULD come to mind here. Let me know what you think, please and thank you. (Bonus A/N at the bottom!!!)
Disclaimer: Well... I don't own Twilight... and you might either love or hate this chapter. I really hope love!!! ;-)
BPOV
It took Olympic strength of will to tear myself away from Emmett to get ready for our night out. We had made the couch our new favorite flat surface, and approximately six orgasms later (on my end, two massive ones for Emmett), it was getting dark outside, and I knew Alice would be knocking on the door soon to drag us away.
"I gotta take a shower," I said, pulling away from Emmett's soft and swollen lips. I don't think we'd stopped kissing for more than ten minutes at a time the entire day. He just tightened his grip on my hips, and kissed me more fiercely. "Emmett, really, I've got to…"
He nipped at my neck, finding that magic spot that took my breath away and had my body begging for more. "Seriously, I need to…" I moaned, giving in. I wiggled my hips against his, feeling him harden once more underneath me.
"Bella, I-"
The phone rang. I cursed it and all technology at that moment. Emmett and I frowned at its general direction, and then I hopped off to go answer it.
"What, Alice?" I growled.
"Get off of the stud muffin and get ready!" she said cheerily.
"How did you-?"
"I just had a feeling," she said dismissively. "Now go wash the sex off of you, and get dressed. Wear that black velvety top I bought you, and those tight, dark jeans, and don't you dare wear Chucks!"
"Yes, mother," I mumbled, and hung up. I sighed. "The dictator wants us to shower and get ready."
"Shower, huh?" Emmett had that evil, lusty glint in his eye I loved.
"Business only," I said firmly, and he groaned. I could have sworn I heard him say Aww, man, under his breath, like he was eight or something.
Somehow, we managed to keep our hands to ourselves, and get ready with minimal whining on Emmett's part. I think my hints about a hand job under the table of wherever we were going was the only thing keeping him from holding me hostage in the bedroom. I wouldn't have minded, either. I swear, the man made me insatiable.
Alice and Jasper showed up at the door at 8 o'clock on the dot, and whisked us away. Jasper was our DD tonight, even though Emmett technically was, too, since he still couldn't add alcohol to the cocktail of medications he was still on.
"This is going to be fun! You and me can drink, and our boys will have a handful later," Alice said as if she was reading my mind. Jasper grabbed his hand in hers, and winked, and Emmett merely drooled at me. I was pretty sure he was already lost in the fantasies running through his mind.
"What, are you going to take advantage of me in my intoxicated state?" I asked.
"I was actually hoping you and Alice would take advantage of each other," he replied, and my mouth dropped open in shock. Jasper burst into laughter, and Alice grinned like a maniac.
"What makes you think that we won't? Or that it hasn't happened before?" Alice teased, and the boys simultaneously groaned. She winked at me, and I blushed. She was right; it wouldn't be the first time…
"Oh God, please tell me it's true," Emmett begged.
"Oh, it's true," Alice said before I could say anything. "Bella gets handsy when she drinks too much and dances with a hot girl."
"I thought you said you'd only ever kissed three people, including me!" Emmett said, eyes dark.
"I said I'd only kissed three MEN," I clarified. Emmett's hand tightened on mine, and he was having difficulty breathing. So was Jasper, I noted. Men.
Jasper pulled up in front of a karaoke bar moments later.
"Karaoke? Really?" I whined. I hated being the center of attention, least of all in front of a bunch of drunk strangers while I sang songs normally reserved for the shower.
"Come on, it'll be fun!" Alice and Emmett said at the same time, and I raised my eyebrows at them.
"Baby, I just want to see you up there on stage, all sexy and whatnot," Emmett purred into my ear, wrapping his arms around me. "And I want everyone to know that you're mine." He started sucking on my neck to prove it.
"Emmett Cullen, you stop that right now!" I said, smacking him hard against his arm.
"What are you, fifteen?!" He pouted as I dragged him into the bar.
We found a booth towards the back, far enough away from the dance floor that we could have a decent conversation without shouting. The karaoke bar was a lot nicer than it looked from the outside, and the drinks were nice and strong. I downed four in the course of an hour, and definitely started to feel it. Alice had had three, but she was smaller than me, and the glassy look in her eye told me she felt it just as much.
They all kept trying to convince me to go onstage. We had listened to a dozen ghastly performers, all singing Britney Spears and Katy Perry. I would be infinitely better, they tried to assure me. I wasn't having any of it. "You go first," I challenged, but not even Alice stepped up to the plate. I think she was too content being in Jasper's arms to want to move.
Meanwhile, Emmett kept groping my knee under the table, and his fingers wandered further north, before settling back on my knee. Fucking tease.
Alice was right, I do get handsy when I drink. It just makes me feel so damned good! Emmett kept dragging his fingers from my knee to my inner thigh, back and forth, until I was nearly going out of my mind. My panties were completely soaked.
"Emmett," I whispered roughly, "don't you dare start something you can't finish!" To prove my point, I unzipped my pants and dragged his hand up to cup my center, which was drenched. His eyes bugged out in shock and pleasure, but otherwise his face stayed neutral.
"So, Jasper, what are you and Alice doing after graduation?" he asked pleasantly, seconds before he thrust one, then two fingers into my center. I had to bite my lip from holding in my bark of pleasure, and it was difficult to keep my face nonchalant.
Alice, however, saw right through us, and grinned at me before running her hand through Jasper's wavy locks and kissing him behind his ear. She knew, but thank God, she wasn't going to say anything. Then again… I noticed that her other hand had disappeared under the table, and come to think of it, Jasper looked rather sweaty just sitting there.
She bit her lip and winked, and apparently increased her pace, because Jasper stumbled over his words and cleared this throat.
It was then that Emmett brushed over my clit, and I forgot all about Alice and Jasper. The only thing in this world that mattered were Emmett's fingers, and the way he was making me feel. He crooked his fingers, brushing against my G-spot. Fuuuuuuck me.
It didn't take long before my body was tightening around him. The very idea that we were in a public place… and Alice knowing… and Jasper getting one, too… it was all way too sexy and soon I was holding back my shout of pleasure by pretending it was a cough. I gave Emmett a lazy, grateful smile, and he winked at me. I kissed his neck, while he casually pulled his fingers out of my body and into his mouth, moaning happily.
I would have been epically embarrassed, but Jasper and Alice were otherwise occupied. Apparently, Jasper was close, too, and I looked away to give them some privacy.
Minutes later, Jasper let out a garbled cough much like I had, and he too had a happy look on his face. Alice winked at me again, and whispered something in Jasper's ear.
"Do you want to dance, Bella?" Alice asked, taking a huge gulp of her drink, and holding out her hand to me. I just hoped it wasn't the same hand that had just been molesting her boyfriend.
"Yes, she wants to go!" Emmett said, and practically shoved me out of the booth with a smack on the ass for good measure. I shot him a dirty look, and he returned it with a smirk. Jasper, too, looked eager to see us in action.
I think I'd drunk just enough to give them some action, too.
Karaoke was over for awhile, and some random pop song came on just then, one that had a nice beat and sexy lyrics, though I didn't know the song. Like Emmett, I loved my oldies, and stuck with them 90% of the time. Alice knew the song, however, and grabbed my hips while she sang along and simultaneously ground herself onto me.
I grabbed her hips in response, and pushed my body close to hers. Alice was tiny, but she felt really good right now. She was panting and gasping lyrics in my ear, which only spurred on the grinding, and soon I was feeling extremely frisky. My hands went to her ass as I moved down her body, and then writhed back up. I felt supremely sexy.
Apparently, the boys thought so, too. I could see them from the booth, mouths hanging open and eyes smoldering. I winked at them, making sure they were damn well looking, and then pulled Alice in for a hot kiss.
Now, nothing will ever top the way Emmett kisses me, but there was something about the way Alice's tongue brushed against mine that I will never forget, and never lose desire for. We'd kissed dozens of times in the past, and even though we hadn't gone past that, I couldn't help but imagine more. She really was beautiful, after all. Her hands slid up into my hair, pulling me closer, and I nibbled on her bottom lip, enjoying her taste. My hands kneaded her ass, realizing I felt no underwear there. Damn that's hot.
Suddenly, I felt large hands on my hips and an even larger and harder erection press against my ass. I opened my eyes to see Jasper standing behind Alice, lavishing her neck with kisses, and felt Emmett's hands caress my ass and thighs. I moaned into Alice's mouth, sucking on her tongue one last time before pulling away from her and going straight for Emmett's mouth. Oh my GOD, it felt like we were in a porno, but DAMN, it felt good.
I drunkenly swayed in Emmett's arms, half dancing and half groping him.
"Damn, that was sexy," he moaned. "And you'd do that whether I was here or not?"
"Mmm hmm," I said, kissing him again, moving his hands to my hips again. I ground myself hard into him.
"Shit," he gasped, and kissed me again, hard. "I want to take you home now."
"But Bella hasn't sang karaoke with me yet," Alice whimpered. She was half pouting, half distracted by Jasper's wandering hands.
"Maybe another night," he drawled, and she melted in his arms, giving in.
"Yeah, another night," she said grinning, and despite myself, goose bumps erupted over my body, though I wasn't sure if it was from Emmett's hands or Alice's sexy grin. I was so going to hell for fantasizing about my best friend while I was in my boyfriend's arms, but something told me he probably wouldn't mind.
Jasper drove us home an hour later, after we'd danced and Alice and I had sobered up some. Emmett had said something about not waiting to be guilty about taking advantage of me when I was completely trashed… if I was merely tipsy, he wouldn't feel so bad. I wanted to smack him, but his gesture was sweet in a selfish, desperate kind of way. I kissed him instead, and cupped him through his jeans.
"Good night Bella and Emmy!" Alice shouted from the car window, Jasper hushing her in the driver's seat and giving us a wave.
The second we were through the door, Emmett was on me. "Shit, Bella, I thought you were going to kill me with your dancing, and then you went and kissed her… I should be so mad, you had your mouth on someone other than me… but I just can't make myself be mad at you, it was so hot…" He punctuated each thought with a burning kiss on my neck, his hands running all over my body.
I was on fire for him, clawing my hands across his shoulders and back, trying to pull him closer to me as our mouths devoured each other. He tasted sweet, like the Coke I knew he'd been drinking. I probably reeked of tequila, but he wasn't complaining.
"Bed," I gasped, and then he was pulling me into our bedroom, falling on top of me. "Be careful, your leg," I said before he could cover my mouth with another kiss.
"I know," he groaned, rolling me on top of him so I could straddle him.
"I want you inside me now," I moaned, trying to pull his shirt up over his head, and doing a terrible job of it.
"You've been teasing me all night," he growled. "Are you teasing me now?" He pulled off my shirt with ease, probably since he was completely sober.
"No," I sobbed as he palmed my breasts roughly in his hands. "I need you, tiger."
"Tiger, huh?" he said. "I thought you said I was like a bear, all big and cuddly."
"You can be my bear and cuddle me later," I said. "Right now, I want a tiger. Rawr." Yep, I was still drunk. He grinned at me, and rolled back on top of me.
Emmett's eyes were dark as he tore off my clothes along with his. "No more waiting," he said, and then ploughed into me until he filled me to the hilt. My eyes rolled up into the back of my head. This was the first time we'd done it missionary position, but he leg was strong enough to be in control now. I adored how intimate it felt.
His pace was fast, and gained speed as he hitched my legs around his waist, allowing him to go even deeper.
"Jesus, Bella, you're so tight this way," he groaned. I could do nothing but nod and thrust my hips up to match his. I held on tight as he overcame me, pushing us further and further into pleasure. I tried to say something, anything, but words failed me and all I could do was hang on tight and let him take over. It felt so fucking good, I couldn't think straight.
"Bella, I'm so close," he said, reaching forward to circle my clit with his finger. "Cum with me, honey, please."
I couldn't deny him anything, not even my orgasm, as I tightened around him and shouted his name. A few erratic thrusts later, and he was right there with me.
He held me for a moment, before sliding out of me and holding me close.
"I love you," he whispered, placing kisses all over my face.
"I love you, too," I sighed. "Thanks for being my tiger."
"Any time," he promised with a laugh. The alcohol finally caught up with me then, and I fell asleep in the arms of the man I love.
A/N II: Thanks to the great idea of KellBellsCullen, I'm going to be writing outtakes for this story, the first one being what happened on their disasterous prom night. Then, EmmaleeWrites05 suggested I only send them out if I get a review. SO, if you send me a really great review, I'm going to send you the outtake!!! Please give me ideas for what I should write about. What did I skip over that you want more of?? So send me your love in the form of reviews, and you'll get love back. It's a mutually beneficial situation. ;-)