By the time Quil had stopped chasing them and turned back for Leah's house, Paul and Bella had arrived in front of Paul's cabin.
Bella slid down Paul's body, landing on her converse clad feet. She looked up at him, tucking a stray hair behind her ear and spoke, "So, I guess I should go home. Thanks for, um, tonight."
Paul leaned down until his mouth was millimeters from her ear, Bella's body was shivering when she felt his hot breath cross over her skin as his low, rough voice asked, "Do you want to stay with me Bella? We could go to sleep, or finish a few things up if you want."
She looked from his face, to the front door of his cabin and back, then nodded. Paul grabbed her hand and strolled down the pebbled walkway, up the porch stairs, and through the door.
Paul placed the camera on the small table in the entryway and shut the door. He turned to face Bella.
She threw her arms around his neck pulling them together until their mouths found each other for the second time that night.
Paul ran his hands down Bella's back until they were cupping her ass. He picked her up, pushing her against the door, as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Her head rolled back as his mouth moved to taste the skin of her neck, releasing a loud moan when he sucked a sensitive area between his lips.
Paul moved back when Bella began fumbling with the black shirt she was wearing. She pulled the material over her head and threw it to the floor.
Paul's mouth went back to conquer the new skin she had reviled, he ground his solid dick against her dampened core as he nibbled through the lace of her bra.
Paul carried her to the sofa and sat down, Bella's hands went under his shirt to his chest. He reached his hand over his shoulder and between his shoulder blades, bunching the fabric in his hand and pulling it over his head.
Bella bent over and ran her tongue over his pectoral muscle and small pebbled nipple, tasting the saltiness and musk of his skin.
Paul hissed, his head falling back on the sofa. He grabbed around her hips and pushed himself against her again.
Paul stood and carried her over to the bay window at the front of his cabin. He placed her on her feet and pulled the curtains away to reveal the sky that was lightening by the minute.
Paul stood behind her as she faced the street, watching the homes around them as random lights were shut on and off with the occupants waking for the day.
Bella felt his hands glide over her stomach and to the waistband of her pants.
Paul spoke against her neck as he popped the button of her black jeans and lowered the zipper.
"We know that you get off watching, I want to know your reaction to being watched."
He pulled her shoes and pants off, leaving her in just her bra and the strip of fabric of her underwear.
Her breath caught when she felt his chest press against her back, his hands moving, one pulling the cups of her bra down and the other going under the edge of her panties to tease her.
She closed her eyes as his fingers danced over her clit. When she opened them she could see a woman jogging down the road.
She whimpered as Paul plunged a long finger into her soaked slit and gave her and open mouth kiss on her neck.
"So you do like being on display. What are you going to do when someone looks over here and actually sees you babe?"
Bella groaned and pushed her hips forward, trying to gain more friction from his hand. Paul began strumming her clit with his thumb.
His hot breath was on her ear again, "Careful baby, Sue just pulled up to the diner over there, it would be hard to come up with an excuse to the reason you're standing here fucking my fingers."
She pushed against him harder as her breathing had switched to shallow panting.
"P-paul l need you inside of me."
He pushed his hand against her, "I am inside of you Bella."
"No, I need YOU Paul."
He smiled against her shoulder and pulled his hands from her, she whimpered at the loss of contact. He sucked one of his fingers into his mouth to taste her, then held it up to her mouth.
His dick twitched when her lips circled around his finger, her tongue running along the digit.
Paul let his shorts drop around his ankles and kicked them away. He pushed her shoulders, bending her slightly and ran the head of his cock over her pussy before pushing forward into her.
Paul pulled her against his chest and returned with his ministrations to her clit. Bella's knees were near buckling and Paul used his free arm to support against her chest.
Through their combined moans and groans, Bella heard Paul speak again.
"It looks like you have an audience baby."
She looked up to see a man in his late forties watching them as he held onto a leash connected to a medium sized dog.
Bella felt the walls of her pussy contract as she fell over the edge of her orgasm, Paul's cock shooting hot streams of his seed into her as she milked him.
She looked up and the man had begun to walk away. Bella's legs finally gave out as Paul scooped her up and walked to his bedroom.
He pulled back the top sheet and laid them both down, pulling Bella against his side.
Paul kissed her temple and told her to nap before the had to go back over to Leah's.
She snuggle into the crook of his neck as he nuzzled his nose into her hair and they drifted off to sleep.