A/N: Thanks to my squee-tastic betas, Siouxchef & TwilightMundi.
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The plan was falling into place. All I had to do was find Alice and get her to agree to a real date.
Saturday was a blur of nothing but nerves. I woke up and begged Jasper to go to the gym with me; I needed to do something, anything, to get rid of some extra energy. We played a few rounds of racquetball, soaked in the jacuzzi, then headed out to get some lunch.
"Bella, you're never going to make it until seven if you don't relax. Calm down, damn it."
"Jasper, you're not fucking helping here."
I immediately felt bad for snapping at him. He was my best friend, and I was being a bitch.
"Sorry. I don't know what else to do to calm down. We've done everything I can think of except fucking and drinking," I said, laughing.
The waitress, of course, picked that moment to bring us our beverages. Would anything go right today?
We ate mostly in silence, then Jasper drove us back to his place. I decided to walk home and try to nap. I certainly didn't want to be tired at the end of the day, in case Alice was at the club. I set my bedside alarm and willed my body to rest and relax. For once, I must have been in control, because I woke up to the annoying beep of the alarm. It was five; I had two more hours to go.
I hopped up and took a long shower, then dried off, did my makeup, and styled my hair. The outfit I'd picked was different from what I usually wore to a club. I wanted to be understated. Sexy, yes, but slightly more modest. If I wanted Alice to see me, the real me, I needed her to not be distracted by the usual sex kitten image I projected.
I wore a purple sleeveless dress that came down below my knees. The only skirts I ever wore below the knee were to court. I put on less makeup than usual and curled my hair softly, letting it cascade around my shoulders.
I heard a knock at my door, and realized Jasper was early. When I saw him, I was surprised he was dressed so casually.
"Jazz, is that really what you're going to wear?" I asked.
He nodded and walked in.
"But... you have on jeans! What if you meet the woman of your dreams? Is that really the impression you want to make?"
"I hardly think I'm going to meet the woman of my dreams at a gay bar, Bella," he said with a quick snort.
"Okay, what if you meet the man of your dreams?"
"At a mostly lesbian gay bar? I'll probably be the only dude there."
"Okay, I'm going to give up now, but don't say I didn't try," I said. "You're early, I need a few more minutes. Sorry."
"It's okay, I knew I was going to be early. I'll just wait in the living room."
"I'll just be another minute or two, I promise."
I ran to the bathroom to give myself a final look. Slipping into my shoes, I put on my jewelry before taking one last deep breath. I walked back out and stood in front of Jasper, doing a little twirl.
"Well?"
"Very nice, Bella. For once, I don't feel like you're going to pounce on the first pussy to show interest," he laughed.
"I only have one pussy on the brain tonight, Jasper."
I called a taxi and we chatted while we waited. I was covering new conversational ground with Jasper, not wanting to irritate him by going over all of the fears in my head again. He took my hand in his and looked me in the eyes.
"Bella, it'll be okay. I know you like this girl, but even if we don't find her tonight, life will go on. You'll find someone, I know it."
He kissed my forehead and I let out a deep breath of air.
"Thank you, Jasper, for everything you do for me. You're my best friend and I don't know what I would do without you. I'm sorry I've been such an unbearable bitch."
He laughed again and took my hand, leading me outside to the waiting taxi. I said my usual hellos and began to drag Jasper to the bar. I would need just one really good drink to get through the night. If she wasn't there, I'd reconsider, but I didn't want to be drunk if I found her.
On our way to the bar, I spotted something odd; there was another guy. Seriously, what were the odds? As we got closer, I nearly peed my pants. Oh, shit, what do I do now? Turn around? Go back home? Give up my potential girl? Fuck no.
I stopped where I was, squeezing Jasper's hand tight.
"Jasper, see that guy at the bar?" I asked.
"Uh, he's a little hard not to notice."
"That's my new employee."
I kid you not, Jasper laughed so hard the entire bar turned to look at him. And me.
"Thanks, Jasper," I tried to whisper, but still sound harsh.
Of course, Edward had turned to look at us by that point. I was doomed. There was no turning back, so I just pressed forward. I walked up to the bar and stood next to him.
"Edward, never in a million years would I have expected to see you here tonight," I explained. "Hanging out in a lesbian bar wasn't quite what I had in mind when I said you should try and have a little fun this weekend."
I was trying desperately to put him at ease. He did laugh a little, but looked around uncomfortably. I leaned in so he could still hear me and lowered my voice.
"Hey, Edward? This can't possibly be more awkward for you than it is for me. Can I just be honest with you for a second?"
He turned and looked at me, anxiety still plaguing his usually beautiful features.
"Sure, Bella."
"So, I'm going to go with the quick and dirty version for the sake of time, okay?" I shifted my weight and took a deep breath. "I'm a lesbian, but I'm not entirely out at work. Rose and Angela know, as do a few of my friends, but other than that, I try to keep my work and personal life pretty separate where this issue is concerned. I hope I haven't made you uncomfortable running into you here."
His face relaxed and his funny little crooked smile returned.
"Bella, thank you for saying that. You know I was worried all week that you were hitting on me. I guess I don't have to worry about that anymore."
"No, definitely not," I said, laughing.
Rose might be another matter altogether, though...
I felt a sharp poke in my back. Oh, right, Jasper.
"Ah, Edward, I'd like to introduce you to my best friend, Jasper. He's here for moral support. Which reminds me, what are you doing here? Sorry," I said quickly. "You don't have to answer that if you don't want."
"It's okay, I'm here with my sister. Moral support for her as well, I suppose. She has this crazy scheme to find this girl she had a hot night with last weekend."
Jasper and I exchanged glances.
"You have to be shitting me," Jasper said.
Edward looked horrified. "I most certainly am not 'shitting you'," Edward said, practically spitting out the last two words, as he gave Jasper a judgmental stare.
"Edward, Jasper didn't mean to be so crude, it's just that I'm actually here looking for a girl I met last weekend, too," I said. What are the odds? Where's your sister?"
I was looking around frantically.
"She went out to the dance floor. She had to get some nervous energy out, I guess," he sighed.
"Jasper, I'll be right back," I said.
He kissed my cheek and squeezed my hand before letting go. I could see him lean against the bar as I walked off.
JPOV
I kissed Bella on the cheek and gave her hand a quick squeeze, then watched her wander off into the sea of women. I had my back against the bar so I could watch her. She made her way into the crowd, hips swinging, dancing before she was even technically on the dance floor. I was suddenly transported back.
She was wearing a long, flowing red skirt with a skimpy white tank top that accentuated her tanned body nicely. Watching her hips swing as she walked down the long school hallway, I knew I was instantly, insanely attracted to her.
It had been one of the first few days of my senior year in high school and I already knew her name – Bella Swan. Beautiful Bella. I was determined to make her mine, so I pulled out all the stops. I took chivalry to new levels.
After a week, a solid week of using everything I could think of, I realized we were no closer. I decided that I would try honesty.
I took her to dinner that Friday, then back to my house, praying my parents were asleep. Thankfully, they were. We went up to my room and I started kissing her. Finally, we were getting somewhere, I thought. I had fallen hard for Bella. She wasn't like the other girls – she was smart, feisty, fun to be around, drop dead gorgeous and had no clue about it.
We were making out when she pulled back.
"Jasper, I don't want to lead you on." She looked down and began to fidget with her hands. "I think I'm attracted to girls."
I was stunned. Are you fucking kidding me, Universe?
"Well, are you sure? I mean, I'm usually attracted to guys, Bella, but something about you sings to me, calls out to me. Maybe you're bi?"
"Maybe, but part of the reason why my mom sent me to live here was that I corrupted a few too many girls back home," she said with a quick laugh. Oh, that laugh.
"Well, am I making you uncomfortable?"
I was touching her face, playing with her hair, doing anything to maintain a connection with her.
"No. I'm okay with what we were doing, I just wanted to let you know so that you didn't expect more of me. I've never been with a guy before. I suppose I can give it a try. Just don't take it personally if I'm not ready to switch teams when we're done?"
She kissed my cheek and I felt like it was on fire.
I moved my head, capturing her lips with mine. I moved my lips softly, slowly. I didn't want to fuck her, I wanted to make sweet love to her, over and over again. I wanted to hear her moan and watch her as she came.
I did all of those things, and when we were done, we laid on the bed side-by-side, panting. I knew, undisputedly, that I was in love with Bella Swan. I was ready to give her my life, right then.
I turned my head to look at her, but the look in her eyes did not match my own; she had a look of ambivalence. She explained that she wasn't sorry for what we had done, she enjoyed it, she just didn't like me that way.
Thus began the self-inflected torture of Jasper Whitlock. I couldn't bring myself to leave her side, even after watching her go through woman after woman. I held out hope that she was gulping them down like water to a man lost in the desert because she was trying to deny her true feelings for me.
That all died the day she told me about Alice. She had a new light in her eyes. A fire that wouldn't be quenched by anything or anyone but Alice, I could already see that. She was my best friend, but I knew I would always want more.
"How long have you known Bella?" Edward asked.
"I guess about eight years now."
I didn't bother to look at him as I answered, my gaze still transfixed on Bella's swaying hips.
"She's beautiful," Edward said.
"Yeah, she is."
"How long have you been in love with her?"
I turned quickly to look at Edward.
"What?" I asked defensively.
He laughed lightly. "I can see the way you're looking at her. How long have you been in love with her?"
It was no use. Fucked. I was totally and completely fucked.
"Almost as long, but let's be clear, Bella is not, has never been, and will never be in love with me. Please, I don't know how you realized it, but don't say anything. She's my best friend and I would give my life for her. As far as she knows, I like the occasional woman peppered into my mostly gay parade of men."
"Interesting. Don't worry, I won't tell her. You might want to wipe the tortured puppy dog look off your face, though, they're headed towards us."
They. She must have found her.
BPOV
I was still freaking out from running into Edward, but I barely had time to properly digest that when he said his sister was there looking for someone she'd met the weekend before. Could Edward's sister be my Alice?
I made my way to the dance floor, letting the beat take over, my mood already vastly improved. I swayed my hips and closed my eyes for a minite, taking in a deep breath to calm my nerves.
When I opened my eyes, she was literally standing in front of me, like a scene from a movie.
"Bella?"
"Alice?"
She looked so fucking hot; she had an off the shoulder black dress on with black patent heels and silver jewelry. I once again felt compelled to drag her to the floor and bury my tongue deep inside her.
"Funny running into you here," I said as we danced together, not really touching.
"Yeah. I'm surprised to see you, too."
She seemed nervous. Was she nervous? Was she looking for me, too?
I reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer. She looked up at me, confused.
"Alice, why'd you leave without saying goodbye last weekend?" I asked.
"Seriously?"
"Yes, Alice, seriously. I woke up and you were gone. What happened? Did I do something wrong? Did I say something to offend you?"
Alice's eyes got wide and she giggled. Shit, this can't be good.
"Bella, you didn't say or do anything wrong," she explained. "I know all about you and your wicked ways, so I just thought I'd let you off the hook easily by leaving on my own."
After her confession, her eyes softened and got glassy.
"Wait," I said. "What do you mean, you know about my wicked ways?"
She had taken a step away from me by that point, but we were still dancing together.
"I've talked to a few of your past conquests, I know how you work. It's okay. I went into the night knowing that my chances of surviving to morning were slim."
It made me ache to see her look like that, eyes focused on the floor, a crackle in her voice.
"Alice..." I put my finger under her chin to raise her face. "Oh, Alice." I sighed.
"Please, will you come back to my house with me to talk? I promise, all we have to do is talk, if that's what you want. I need to tell you a few things, okay? Can we do that?"
She seemed to smile at that and my heart jumped. I had my chance. Now I just needed to not fuck it up.
I took her hand and started to lead her to the bar. Jasper had a strange expression on his face and Edward looked... amused?
"Alice, is this your brother?" I asked.
Alice nodded and laughed, glancing over to Jasper. "Is this yours?"
"Brother? Oh, no. This is my best friend in the entire world, Jasper." I gave him a squeeze around the waist at the introduction.
"Jasper, Edward, I'm going to take Alice back to my place so we can talk. Will you two be okay to get home?"
"Oh yeah," Edward said. "I drove and I haven't had anything to drink but water."
Jasper just nodded.
Alice and I said a private goodbye to the men in our lives. She looked at me and took my hand again, leading me outside to catch a cab. I gave Jasper one last peck on the cheek and as I walked out, I heard something funny.
"So, Jasper?" Edward asked, tentatively. "Would you like to go grab a coffee? I'm sorry if I behaved rudely before..."
I couldn't hear the rest of his sentence, or Jasper's reply, before Alice had me out the door and in a cab.
"Oh my God Alice, did you just hear that?"
Her eyes were wide with an expression I couldn't read.
"Is your brother gay?" I asked.
"Before I answer that, how do you know Edward?" she asked.
"He works for me."
Alice shook her head and sighed. "I was afraid you'd say that. Bella, my brother is very private. I think if you want to know anything personal about him, it would be better for my safety if I let you ask him directly."
"That's okay, Alice, I completely understand. I'm a little excited, though," I said with a small giggle. "I think he asked Jasper out to coffee. It would be great if Jasper finally met a guy that could keep up with him. From what I've seen of Edward, he and Jasper would get along great.."
The taxi pulled up to my house as my brain continued to churn on the idea of Jasper and Edward together. As I slipped out of the car, Alice paid and tipped him.
"Thanks, you didn't have to do that," I said, smiling.
"Not a problem," she said. "You paid last time."
I unlocked the door and suddenly flashed back to the weekend before. I got wet just remembering when I had Alice at my front door.
We walked in and I motioned for Alice to sit on the couch as I made my way to the kitchen.
"Would you like a drink?" I asked.
"Hmm, what do you have?"
"Water, Coke, Dr. Pepper, iced tea, lemonade, juice, scotch, red or white wine, and Stoli."
As if she was trying to gauge how the night was going to go, she asked, "What are you going to have?"
"I'm going to need a little something, to be honest. I was thinking I'd shake up a cosmo."
"Perfect," she said. "I'll take one of those. Extra strong."
I mixed up our drinks and brought them out, setting hers on the table in front of her. Kicking off my shoes, I sat in the chair next to the couch. I could see Alice's shoes on the ground in front of her. I didn't know what the rules were, what our boundaries were, so I didn't want to make her uncomfortable by sitting right next to her.
We sat in silence for a bit, both of us taking gulps from our martini glasses. It almost felt like a Mexican stand-off, waiting to see who would break and talk first.
"So, Alice," I said.
She raised her eyebrow. "So, Bella."
"Why'd you leave?" I asked. "I thought we had a great night together. You said you've heard about my reputation, so you should know I'm not a scary U-Hauler."
I tried to be light and funny, but I was fucking crumbling inside as each moment passed. I felt like my hopes were being crushed. Like the longer we were quiet, the more reasons she was coming up with to bolt again.
"This is good. Can I have another?" she asked, holding up her glass.
More liquid courage, coming up.
"Sure," I said. "I'll be right back."
As I was making our drinks, I kept peeking into the living room, checking to make sure she hadn't used that as an excuse to leave. I know, paranoid much?
I poured out the drinks and made my way back to her. I could see Alice had tucked her legs underneath her body, so at least it seemed she was feeling slightly more comfortable.
"So, you were saying..." I prompted.
"Well, I ran into an old family friend at the bar before I met you," she said.
Alice had turned herself slightly so she was facing me, and I enjoyed watching her as she spoke. "She explained that you don't do reoccurring dates, so I figured that was my one chance with you. The second time you fell asleep, I could hear you talking in your sleep about being alone, so I decided that I would go ahead and leave to spare you watching me do the Walk of Shame." There was a slight pause in her speaking and she began to fidget, looking down suddenly. "What I don't get is, why were you looking for me tonight, Bella?"
God, just the way my name rolled off her lips. So. Fucking. Sexy.
I started to get nervous. What if I admitted that I liked her and she confessed she didn't like me? I had no options except honesty.
"So, whoever you ran into was right, Alice," I began.
I could see her lips turn into a pout, but before she could get too sad, I continued.
"But... I felt a connection to you, I'm not going to lie. I was absolutely not going to kick you out or make you do the Walk of Shame in the morning, I promise. In fact, I was very much looking forward to waking up with you, which was quite a different feeling for me," I said, smiling. "Then I woke up and you were gone, and I just couldn't figure it out. Normally I'm pushing girls out the door and the one time I want one to stay, she runs away." I was shaking my head as I finished speaking, looking at the floor.
"Really?" she asked.
"Really what?"
"What you just said, you didn't want me to leave?" she asked. "You weren't going to kick me out? You felt a connection?"
"No, no, and yes." I sighed. "Why didn't you at least give me a chance, Alice?"
I could hear her move, but couldn't bring myself to look up to see what she was doing. I saw her then, in my field of vision, her small feet next to mine. She bent down and lifted my face up to look at her.
"I didn't stay to give you a chance because I couldn't have handled it, after that amazing night, if you hadn't felt the same. I'm not a one-night stand girl, Bella. I thought I could do it, just have one amazing night with you, but I realized that I was feeling something for you and it freaked me out. I didn't think my heart could take being rejected by you, so I did the only thing that made sense to me – I just left. You have no idea how badly I wish I had stayed."
"Alice, I know I have a... questionable reputation. I can promise you, though, if you give me a chance, I will never intentionally hurt you. I'll be honest with you as much as possible. I would really love the opportunity to see where this might go, and you have no idea how much that scares me."
She leaned up and straddled me in my chair. Wrapping her arms around me, she rested her head on my shoulder, mouth tilted in toward my neck.
"Bella, I can understand it must be scary to suddenly actually feel things, but that's part of what worries me," she said quietly. "I'm going to be honest with you, too. It scares me that you've been to able to shut off your emotions this whole time. I mean, how long have you been fucking girls and leaving them the same or the next day? What does someone have to go through to turn into that? To shut off their ability to love?"
Fuck me. I suddenly felt like I was on Jasper's couch, and not in the awkward high school sex sort of way.
"Wow, Alice, that was a lot to address," I said, laughing.
I could feel her laugh, too, the warm breath escaping her mouth and caressing my neck. I had to close my eyes to form a proper thought.
"I don't know," I said with a quiet sigh. "Do you really expect me to answer all of that right now? I mean, I'm not sure some of those questions even have answers, really. I don't think I've closed myself off, emotionally; I do a lot with Jasper, and I do a lot in the community. I'm involved in people's lives all the time, I just think maybe I've spent the last few years looking for someone or something and being frustrated at not finding it. I have all of this professional success and it's not easy being gay, especially here. Every time I go to a function, I have to hide myself and either beg Jasper to be my fake date or go alone. I think about all of the things I'm forced to miss out on because of who I am – not knowing if I will ever be able to get married, or have babies. Those are things that I really do want, but because of some people's views of my quote unquote lifestyle, I may never be able to have them. Why should someone else get to decide if I can or can't do that? It makes me so damn angry, and so then I think, fine, if I can't have those things and be happy, at least I can obtain temporary happiness in other ways. Why should I commit myself to just one person if I can't do it the same way straight people can? Why lock myself down like that and gain nothing?"
I was amazed at my coherency and thoughts I'd been able to verbalize. Some of them I'd never even admitted in the privacy of my own head, but as the words were spilling out, their truth rang out for me.
I didn't even realize I was crying until I felt Alice moving above me. Sitting up to look me in the eyes, she began wiping tears from my cheeks. She moved her hands away and began kissing the tears, calming and reassuring me.
"Bella, sweetheart, you can have that. I promise, you can have a very rewarding relationship with someone, and I haven't given up hope that someday I can get married and have babies, so neither should you. In fact, of all people, you should know better than most that even if you can't walk into a church and get 'married', you can still commit yourself to someone legally and in your heart, and isn't that what matters?"
She may have had a small point there. I laughed, an easy, soft, perhaps slightly vodka-induced laugh.
The honesty thing seemed to be working, so I decided to keep the ball rolling, even if it was scary. I felt like I could trust Alice, really trust her.
"Do you know how happy I was to see you at the club tonight?" I kissed her cheek, moving my hands to either side of her face, weaving them through her hair. "I felt myself getting wet just looking at you again, remembering our night together." I kissed her chin. "Alice, I've been with a lot of women, everyone knows that, but you are special." I kissed down her neck, and I could feel my breathing pick up.
"Will you let me try?" I asked. "Can you give me another chance?" I kissed lower, across her collarbone on her exposed shoulder, tracing my nose along the same path to inhale her scent. "Will you let me show you how special you are?" I kissed the hem of her dress, just above the swell of her breast.
"Let me show you how happy it made me to find you again?" I dipped my head, nudging her to lean back slightly and kissed the material of the dress, over her breast. Nuzzling her gently with my nose, I was hoping to bring her nipple to a peak under the material. She let out a soft sigh and I took that as a sign to continue.
"Ali, can I take you back to my bedroom again, please? I need you."
What was this woman doing to me? I felt like I could forget myself in her presence and rise to new heights. You know that cliché shit guys say about finding the right woman and knowing she's right because she "makes them a better man"? I wanted to be a better woman for her. I wanted to show her that I could be someone worthy of her time and attention.
"Yeah... but I reserve the right to go back to talking, okay?"
She sounded breathless and I agreed to her conditions with a nod of my head. I unlocked my arms from her and she crawled off my lap, then reached a hand out for me. I took it and she helped me out of the chair, leading me to my bedroom.
She walked to the bed and stopped, turning to look at me. She seemed nervous.
"Now you're shy?" I teased her and she giggled.
"You know, Bella, I wasn't kidding when I said I'm not a one night stand kind of girl. I was with my last girlfriend for three years."
Three years? I wondered what I was getting myself into. I couldn't make a relationship work longer than three weeks, hell maybe even three days, with the rare exception of Jessica. There was just something so compelling about Alice that made me want to try.
"Alice, I'm not making any promises, but I see something worth holding onto in you. I genuinely want to get to know you, and let you get to know me."
She closed the gap between us and began to kiss me softly, sweetly. This was nothing like our first encounter, which had been a lust-fueled haze of sex, followed by more sex.
I felt her tongue sweep across my lips and I parted them slightly. She continued to caress my lower lip, stopping to suck it into her mouth. My hands moved down to cup the back of her neck, pressing her harder into me. Weaving my fingers up through her hair, I moved my mouth away from hers, then trailed kisses down her neck.
"Alice, if we keep going, are you going to be here in the morning?" I asked.
She stopped breathing and stood in front of me completely motionless. "Do you want me to be?"
Of course I did, but I wanted to make sure I really got the point through her head this time.
"You know what you said about how you would have felt if you had to face me the next morning and I asked you to leave?" I asked, nuzzling into the crook of her neck so that I could kiss and suck her skin between my teeth.
"Mhhm," she breathed.
"That's how I'd feel if I woke up again and you were gone."
"It's a good thing I'm not going anywhere, then," she said.
I lifted my head and cupped her cheek with my hand, running my thumb over the apple of her cheek. We wore matching smiles, and I was hopeful for the first time in a week.
"I want to undress you, Alice," I said. "May I do that?"
It was so foreign to me, this whole idea of being gentle and loving; actually asking for things instead of just plowing through the whole act of sex, taking what I needed and perhaps giving back nothing more than a sliver. I was nervous that I wouldn't be able to give Alice everything she deserved.
She tilted her head up and kissed my lips. I could feel her lips turning up into a smile against mine.
"Yeah, you can undress me."
There was a funny tone tainting her words.
"What's with the tone, Alice?"
"I picked out everything I'm wearing tonight especially for you, hoping we would end up like this."
She was so sexy when she wanted to be, and yet at the same time, there was this vulnerability in her voice. I had rarely experienced someone doing something just for me, and the idea that she hand-picked her lingerie as a sort of gift for me – hot. I had to take a deep breath and count to five, because I knew I wanted to take my time, take her jewelry off slowly, and really undress her with care. She had to go and tease me, making me just want to rip the dress off and get to the prize, but I had to remind myself to enjoy the journey.
"You look amazing, Alice. I can't wait to see what you have underneath here waiting for me," I said, my hands wandering over her body.
She giggled as I walked her over to my bathroom and began taking off her jewelry, piece by piece. I unclasped her necklace and set it gently on the counter. I removed her earrings carefully and set them down. Kissing her wrist before taking her cuff bracelet off, I placed the metal with the rest of her things.
I turned her to the side where I knew the dress zipped, and undid the hook at the top. Slowly sliding the zipper down the side, I exposed Alice's body.
Holy shit.
Running one of my hands across the front of the dress, I stopped to cup a breast in my hand briefly, before taking the dress down from the shoulder that was holding it up and letting it rest at her feet. Turning her to face me, I pressed my body into hers while kissing her.
"Alice, you are very naughty," I said, smirking. "All night I've had you this close to me, with nothing underneath this dress?"
"Should I take that to mean that you like what you found underneath?"
"Mmm, I'm going to show you just how much I like what I found underneath," I said.
Just as I was considering where to begin loving her body, she walked around behind me and I felt her hands tug at the top of my dress. She was unzipping me, kissing each part of my skin as it became exposed, causing me to shiver.
"Did I get a chance to tell you last time just how beautiful you are?" she asked.
I blushed at her words, shaking my head softly.
Once she had the zipper down, she put her hands underneath the fabric and ran them up my torso, taking a breast in each hand. I leaned my head back to rest on her shoulder and she continued to touch and play with my nipples, slowly driving me crazy.
When she was clearly satisfied she had tortured me enough, she brought her hands to my shoulders and carefully removed the dress, letting it fall to the ground with hers. I felt her hands at my neck again as she unclasped my necklace, setting it on the counter.
She walked back around to face me and looked me up and down, taking in my black lace bra and panties. Reaching for my hand, she took my bracelet off, setting it next to her jewelry pile on the counter, then took my earrings off last.
Alice took my hand and led me back toward the bed.
I stopped us by the closet. "Do you want to stop at the toy box and pick something out?" I asked.
Her grin was mischievous, turning up into the crooked smile that I loved, and she brought her body next to mine. I could feel the warmth from her as she stood so close, but not touching.
She pressed against my body with hers and brought her hand up to my face. She kissed the side of my neck, whispering in my ear. "Bella, the only thing either of us is going to feel tonight is each other. I don't want anything on or in my body tonight that isn't a part of you."
She gently bit down in the crook of my neck and I pressed my body harder into hers. Running my hands down her back to cup her ass, I brought our hips together.
I pressed a little harder and she got the hint, walking back to the bed. When the bed was at the back of her knees, she sat and slid back to the pillows. Kneeling between her legs, I began to trail kisses up the center of her body. Moving off the side, I took one of her nipples in my mouth. I moaned against it, feeling it harden beneath my tongue before moving down.
"God, I missed you," I said. "I missed your smell, your hands, your lips, your whole fucking body. Mmm, I missed the way you taste."
Nuzzling the top of her mound with my nose, I reached to grab her right ankle. I slipped it over my shoulder and let it slide down my back. Repeating the same movement with her left leg, I dropped my mouth down to her body.
I wrapped my arms around her thighs, spreading her wider, and brought my hand down to open her to me. Flattening my tongue, I started at the base of her pussy and licked slowly, so slowly, up to the top.
I could tell she needed this as much as I did, her body reacting immediately. I repeated my actions, lapping at her as slowly as I could, except this time when I reached the top, I stopped and flicked her clit. She pushed her hips into my mouth and I smiled with satisfaction, knowing that I was pleasing her.
Lowering my tongue, I pushed it as deep inside of her as I could, fucking her gently. My hand moved to press her clit and rub it in slow circles as I continued with my tongue fucking. I brought my other hand up from under her ass to slip a few fingers into her. I tortured and teased her, bringing them back out slowly, wanting this moment to last.
My mouth moved to cover her clit and I was softly kissing it, drawing it into my mouth each time I lowered my lips and flicking it with my tongue before letting it slip back out, then repeating the process. I moved my fingers inside of Alice faster, turning and twisting now and then to provide her with different sensations. She began to moan and whisper my name, profanities slipping out periodically, and I knew she was close.
"Alice, my sweet Alice... come for me, please."
I kept my mouth low enough so that she felt my hot breath against her as I spoke, and it was the last nudge she needed to fall into her orgasm. Her muscles clamped around my finger, convulsing with her release as she cried out.
Keeping my pace, I peppered kisses up and down her sweet pussy. Sticking my tongue out to lick her softly as she came down from her orgasm, I gently withdrew my fingers from her. My hands were stroking her thighs when I heard her let out a gust of air, her breathing finally returning to a normal rate. I wasn't sure I wanted to leave my position; girls could have more than one orgasm back to back, why not continue to worship her?
As my thought ended and my fingers began to tease her again, her sweet voice called to me.
"Bella, if you think you're going to round two on my pussy already, you are so wrong. Get up here. I want to kiss you before I make you scream."
Ooh. Dirty Alice. Who am I to disobey?
Never letting my hands leave her body, I made my way up her torso, rubbing and touching. Once I was level with her head, she snaked her hand into my hair and pulled my mouth to hers, causing me to moan. This wasn't about power plays or dominance or any of that shit, this was just Alice and Bella having fun with sensations.
She licked my lips and down over my chin, kissing and nibbling, moving my head any direction she wanted with her hands. She'd tug my hair with a smirk, even though I was going the exact way she was pulling.
Alice shimmied down on the bed, tossing the pillow that had been underneath her head off some-fucking-place in the room, and looked at me with intensity in her eyes. She slowly peeked her tongue out of her mouth and ran it across her bottom lip. I nearly came at the sight.
"Move up here so I can taste your sweet pussy again. I'm going to lick you and fuck you with my fingers and mouth until you scream and beg me to stop. Come on," she said, tugging my hair again. "Give me what I want."
She released my head and I moved my body so that I was straddling her face. She was lying farther forward beneath me than the other girls I'd been with, which had a nice bonus of being able to see each other better. As soon as she began, I realized the other nice bonus was that she had much easier direct access to my clit.
As she began to swirl her tongue around, my body leaned forward automatically, hands gripping the headboard, giving her more access and providing more pressure for me. I could feel her hands slide around my ass and when I leaned forward, she was able to reach my pussy and tease me. As she slipped the tip of her fingers into me, I moaned and rocked harder against her mouth.
She used her other hand to reach up and cup my breast, rubbing her thumb over my nipple quickly. I felt her mouth dip down and her tongue slipped inside me briefly, lapping up everything she could find, bringing me to the edge of my orgasm so fast.
"That feels so good, baby. Please don't stop," I pleaded.
As her mouth focused back on my clit, I felt her fingers push into me again, pressing as far as she could before sliding back out. She was not being slow or gentle with me, like I was with her; she was fast and hard, and everything I needed her to be. She added more fingers and I felt them bury deep inside of me before she began to curl them up on the out stroke, teasing my g-spot with perfect accuracy. I cried out, screaming, panting, needing, rocking my hips.
I looked down to watch her beneath me and lost it. As soon as the first throb of my orgasm approached, I felt her hand pinch my nipple, her fingers still inside of me curling up harder than before and pressing, not withdrawing.
I was screaming, mostly Alice's name, sometimes just blank screams of sheer bliss.
As I came down slowly, her mouth continued to work on me, fingers now resuming their lazy pace in and out of me. As the last few shudders moved through my body, I started to understand what she meant before. I had never been so sensitive after an orgasm. Sometimes I could just keep going and pile them on top of each other, but not that time. It was too much, too good, too intense.
"Please, sweetheart, please let me go," I said. "You're going to kill me, please stop."
I could feel her giggle underneath me and her arms loosened their grip on my body. I took a steadying breath and let go of the headboard. Her hands moved around my waist, guiding me back down her body. I slowly leaned on my side and stretched my legs out next to her. Curling a leg over her hip, I drew her body closer to mine.
She leaned over her side of the bed and retrieved the pillow she'd dropped, motioning for me to lift my head so she could slip it under. For a moment, I wasn't even sure I could make the small movement, my entire body too exhausted. She gave me that pouty look of hers, and I was done for, lifting my head as requested. I felt her pull the blanket over us next, building a warm cocoon for us to rest in.
"You're irresistible when you do that, you know?" I said, caressing the side of her face as we laid together, arms and legs tangled in a mess on the bed.
"Irresistible, huh? I better remember that for later."
"Mmm, later."
I hummed and closed my eyes, pulling her as close to me as I could. I wanted her to know that there was no leaving this time, no running away. As we fell asleep together, I realized I was happy again. So fucking happy.