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Chapter 19: Club Escape

Bella Swan

I was extremely thankful that Mike had been on time to pick up Matt for the weekend, because I still had no idea what I was going to wear. I wanted to impress him. I wanted to make him squirm. But, I didn't have time to go shopping. I barely had enough time to shower.

I picked up the last of Matt's toys as I heard a knock on the door. Was Edward here already? He wasn't supposed to arrive for another two hours. What was I going to do? I rushed towards the door sighing in relief as I spotted Alice's bright yellow Porsche in my driveway.

"I so love you right now," I said the minute I opened the door.

"Did you think I was going to let you head out to a club without helping you get ready?" She asked stepping inside before heading straight up the stairs. "What time is Edward supposed to be here?"

"In two hours," I answered, following her into my bedroom.

"Good," she said with a mischievous grin. "I have a surprise you," she added excitedly as she laid the garment bag she had brought on top of my bed.

"What did you do?" I asked in almost a fearful tone. I never really knew what to expect with Alice's "surprises." They had a tendency to scare me.

"Don't you trust me?" She questioned, placing both her hands on her hips.

"I'm not quite sure," I admitted, ducking as she launched one of my throw pillows towards my head.

"Get in the shower. Now you'll have to wait," she replied triumphantly, grabbing the pink robe I kept near the bed.

"Can I at least get my underwear?" I questioned, trying to walk to my dresser.

"Not needed," Alice said, standing in my way. "Shower and wash your hair. I'll set everything up while you finish."

I bit my lip, stopping myself from saying anything more. I didn't have time to argue with her and in all honesty she was usually right. Alice knew fashion and I did trust her. She was my best friend.

I took a quick shower, not wanting to waste any time. I was extremely curious about Alice's surprise. I knew she had brought me a dress and probably shoes, but that was hardly a surprise. She loved playing Bella Barbie. It was her hobby.

"Are you done?" Alice asked, knocking on the door right before I opened the door wrapped in my pink robe.

"Are you going to tell me about this surprise?" I inquired as I took my assigned seat in the middle of the room.

"I could tell you," Alice mused, beginning to blow-dry my hair. "But, I would rather show you. It's actually a new project of mine. Very secretive, only a handful of people know about it actually."

"Project?" I questioned, completely lost. What the hell was Alice talking about?

"I have a new line coming out next spring," she explained loudly over the loud noise of the blow dryer. "It really was a last minute idea which I ended up loving."

"What kind of line? Dresses? Did you start the shoe collection you wanted?" I inquired, remembering that she mentioned the possibility of designing shoes a few months back. Alice always had hundreds of ideas.

"I considered the shoe line, but I got an even better idea one night. It makes perfect sense for me to design them. I mean, women wear them every day…" she began to say excitedly as I tried to keep up with her reasoning. I still had no idea what she was talking about.

"Alice," I said, stopping her mid rant. "What have you designed?"

"Silly me," she giggled, finishing the last section of my hair before putting everything down. She bounced over to my bed, going through her bags until she took out a light purple thong and a matching bra. "What do you think?"

"Are you designing underwear?" I asked in complete shock. The color was very pretty and very feminine, but it had caught me by complete surprise.

"I have a whole lingerie line," she corrected, placing the set before taking out a few more sets.

"They are beautiful," I commented, picking up the bra and holding it against me. "I would definitely wear it."

"Great, because these are yours," she added with a large smile. "This is the first part of the collection. I will get the rest of it to you later."

"Alice, all of this is unnecessary," I said, hating the fact that Alice always gave me all her latest styles. I felt as if I was making her lose money. I knew I couldn't afford half the things she gave me.

"Shut up and head into the bathroom," she ordered, handing me a black and pink set. "I don't want to hear you complain."

I obeyed Alice's request, my eyes widening in shock as I realized just how tiny and nonexistent the panties were. I couldn't believe that Alice had designed crotchless panties. Was she out of my mind? Did she expect me to wear this?

"Alice," I said loud enough for her to hear me. "Where the hell is the rest of the material?"

"What do you mean?" Alice asked in a fit of giggles from the other side of the door.

"You know what I mean, Mary Alice Cullen!" I replied, staring at the flimsy piece of material in my hand. Who knew Alice had it in her?

"Don't be a prude, Bella, and put them on. I promise you will enjoy the outcome. Just think what Edward would say. Think of the possibilities," she answered causing the wheels in my head to begin to turn. It was very out of my comfort zone, but it had definite possibilities.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," I mumbled to myself as I slipped it on, studying my reflection in the mirror. I had to hand it to Alice. She really did know what she was doing. The black and pink lace made me feel confident and sexy. It was also extremely comfortable.

"Come on, Bella," Alice whined impatiently before opening the door wide enough to give me a dress. "Edward will be here in twenty minutes and you still have to get dress and I have to touch up your makeup."

I managed to get myself into the dress, opening the door and allowing Alice to zip it up. "I knew it would fit you perfectly," she commented before beginning to fuss with my hair.

The dress was extremely form fitting ,ending around mid-thigh. The neckline wasn't to risqué but most of my back was left bare. There was only a shimmery band thick enough to hide the back of my bra.

"You have done it again," I complimented Alice once she had done. "I bow down to the queen of all that is fashion."

"Do you like it?" She questioned stepping back to look me over.

"I love it, Alice. I'm not so sure about the underwear or lack thereof. I mean, I can easily flash somebody," I said, my own insecurities starting to creep up again.

"You're going to drive Edward wild. You just wait," she responded with an all knowing smile. "Jasper happens to be very fond of the Naughty Pixie Collection. He especially liked it when I wore it to dinner at his parent's…"

"Alice!" I yelled covering my ears. "I don't need to know that many details about your sex life. Plus Jasper is my boss. I wouldn't be able to face him if I knew anything else."

"Party pooper," Alice mumbled, just as my doorbell rang.

"Edward is here!" I said nervously, looking at myself in the mirror again.

"Go on. I'll pick up and let myself out. I want a full report tomorrow. Have fun and don't do anything I wouldn't do," she ordered with a huge smile.

"That doesn't exclude very many things," I answered, slipping into the black shoes Alice had brought and taking my black clutch.

"Exactly," she replied with a wink causing me to roll my eyes. It was time to get this show on the road.

Edward Cullen

I didn't have a huge plan for tonight. But, I had made certain that Bella and I would have some privacy. I wanted to make sure nothing ruined the night, because I was literally aching for her. My body craved her like some sort of drug. It had been two days since I had last had her and I felt as if I was going into withdrawal.

I turned onto Bella's street, shaking my head as I spotted Alice's bright yellow Porsche. I knew that meddling pixie wouldn't pass up the chance to get involved. I knew she was Bella's best friend and I found it quite amusing that she was helping her get ready.

I got out of my car, making sure that the small bottle I had purchased was safely in my pocket. I wanted to surprise Bella, but I was going to wait. I would let the anticipation get to her before I showed her what I had gotten us.

I rang the doorbell before taking a few steps back to await Bella. I knew I had just seen her hours before, but it had hardly been what I wanted. I had been stuck in business meetings all day and we hadn't even had the chance to head to lunch for a midday romp.

I heard the clicking noise of Bella's heels as she approached the door. The door opened slowly and my eyes immediately traveled down the length of her body. The tiny black dress she was wearing was positively sinful. Her longs legs were almost completely exposed and the only thing I could imagine was having them wrapped around my waist as moved in and out of her.

"Cat caught your tongue?" Bella inquired with a sassy grin as she leaned against the door frame, studying me carefully.

"You look positively divine, Isabella," I complimented, reaching for her hand before pulling her into me. Our eyes met in an intense gaze before I pressed my lips to hers, my arms wrapping around her waist and onto her back.

I couldn't help the groan that escaped my lips as I realized how bare her back really was. The only material I could feel was a thin strap across the middle of her back. She was literally trying to kill me, but I didn't care. I was extremely tempted to skip the club and head upstairs.

"You don't look too shabby yourself, Mr. Cullen," she replied once we had broken apart. Her small hands slid down from the collar of my dress shirt to my abdomen. "What are the plans for tonight?"

"I thought we can hit up Escape and then head back here for some after hours fun," I replied softly against her ear. The anticipation of what was coming was already starting to make my pants fit tighter.

"What kind of fun?" Bella inquired in a husky tone as her lips ghosted past my jaw.

"Naughty, sexy fun," I replied before capturing her lips in a kiss.

"I can't wait," she answered before I settled my arm across her waist, leading her to my car. I opened the door for allowing my hand to brush against her ass as she sat down. I was trying to take control of my urges to stop me from throwing her into the backseat of my Volvo. There would be time for that later.

I climbed into the driver's seat, letting my eyes take her all in again. The soft skin of her thighs seemed to call to me and I couldn't help my hand from trailing down to her knee. "You look amazing tonight," I complimented again, allowing my fingers to venture higher and higher on her thigh.

"I like the dress, as well. You can never go wrong with one of Alice's designs. But, honestly, I think it would look better on the floor of your bedroom," Bella replied with a flirtatious smile causing my pants to fit even tighter. I removed my hand from her thigh. The temptation was far too much.

I gripped the steering wheel harder, concentrating on the road. I had to think of something else before I literally combusted from desire.

"You're being very naughty, Isabella," I commented with a mischievous grin once we had pulled into the front of the club.

"You have no idea," she added as the car came to a stop. "Just wait until you see my new panties," she finished before stepping out of the car, leaving me in complete shock. I had to find out about those panties.

I somehow managed to get out of the car, groaning inwardly at Bella's innocent expression. She always seemed so innocent, but I was slowly starting to see that she wasn't. There was a tigress within her and I planned to make sure it got out tonight.

"Someone is looking to get punished," I whispered in her ear once I had wrapped my arm around her waist, leading the way pass the long line outside the club. I nodded at the bouncer, allowing Bella to enter first before I followed her.

"Mr. Cullen," a pretty blonde waitress greeted us at the door. "My name is Mindy and I will be your waitress for the night. The room you requested has been arranged to your specifications." I smiled politely at her, but I really was not impressed. She was extremely good looking, but she didn't hold the same allure that Bella did.

We were escorted through the crowd to one corner of the club sectioned off by a huge opaque glass wall and a velvet rope. The room wasn't big, but it was perfect for what I wanted. There were a few scattered couches with long hanging lamps. The lamps were dimmed casting a soft blue light across the entire room.

"The bottle you requested is in the bucket and the appetizers are on the table," the waitress indicated as Bella walked off to look around the room. "Is there anything else I can get you?"

"No, thank you," I replied, trying to stay polite even though I was dying for her to leave. I wanted to know just what kind of panties Bella was wearing. Did she have any on? The curiosity was killing me from within.

Mindy excused herself and I held myself back to get a good look at Bella. She was traveling in between some of the couches, her fingers brushing the top cushions as she took everything in. Her full hips were swaying slightly to the beat of the music and it felt as if they were literally taunting me. I wanted to know what was underneath that dress.

I approached Bella from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist. I pressed her back into my body, allowing her intoxicating scent to fill me. "I want nothing more than to take you right here and now," I said honestly, pressing my lips against her neck causing her to shiver in response.

"I believe I haven't had enough to drink for that," she replied once she had composed herself. She shifted her head slightly before kissing my jaw.

"That can be remedied," I answered, taking her hand leading her towards the couch near the corner where the champagne and food was.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" Bella asked with a small laugh once she had taken a seat. "I think you want to take advantage of me."

"You can't take advantage of the willing," I pointed out with a grin before popping open a bottle of Dom Perignon.

"What's the occasion?" Bella asked as I handed her a flute of champagne, her eyes growing wide as they landed on the label. "Are you out of your mind? How much have you paid for that bottle?"

"That's not important," I answered as I served myself a flute before joining her on the couch. "Today it's a celebration."

"Celebration?" She inquired in confusion.

"We have successfully closed our first case. You followed the Phillips case from start to finish. And, that deserves a toast," I explained, holding out my flute to her. "To many more successful cases," I toasted causing her to smile.

We clinked glasses, my eyes not leaving her as she took a sip of the champagne. "Do you approve?" I questioned after I had taken my own drink.

"It's delicious," she agreed, taking another sip. "What's that?" She questioned, motioning towards the caviar plate in front of us.

"Caviar," I replied as I leaned forward to pick up a small cracker topped with caviar. "It's quite good," I said before offering her a taste.

"I'm not sure," she said, biting her lip nervously. "I've never had it before."

"Just taste it," I urged, moving closer to her. I watched as she took a deep breath before leaning forward and taking a bite. I finished the rest of her cracker before I realized the look of disgust on Bella's face.

Her eyes were wide as she found a napkin, spitting the food into it. "That's terrible," she commented, picking up her flute of champagne and downing it completely in gulp.

"Slow down there," I said, holding back a laugh as she blushed. "Don't you like it?"

"Do you want me to be honest?" She questioned, blushing slightly as I refilled her flute.

"Of course," I said, picking up another cracker.

"It takes like fish shit," she answered with a shrug causing me to laugh.

"I guess it's an acquired case," I mused, leaning into her for a kiss. "Do you want to dance?"

"I'd rather stay here," she replied with a sexy smile before I captured her lips in another kiss. "You still haven't seen my new panties."

I groaned at her statement, pulling her into me. One arm wrapped around her waist while my other hand slipped past the hem of her short dress. "Do you want me to touch you? Do you want me to make you scream my name?" I whispered in between kisses as my fingers began traveling higher and higher.

"Edward," she moaned as I massaged her soft skin, my fingers brushing the lace of her panties before discovering that part of the fabric was missing. Fuck. Isabella was wearing crotchless panties.

"You naughty, naughty girl," I managed to say after I had regained control. "Tell me what you want, Isabella," I ordered, leaving a trail of kisses across her jaw and down her neck.

"Please," she begged, clinging to me as my fingers slowly but methodically brushed against her.

"Do you want my fingers to fuck you?" I questioned, my thumb brushing her clit causing her hips to buck into me. "Do you like it when I talk dirty?"

"Edward, more," she requested in a moan, making me harder and harder. I was extremely tempted to have her across the couch. I didn't care who saw us, but I knew I couldn't. The rational part of me wouldn't allow it. And, for once the horny side agreed as well.

My tongue traced Bella's full and swollen lips before I removed my fingers from within her. Her soft groan made me smile and I couldn't help but steal another kiss. I knew I was testing my resolve, but it would all be worth it in the end. I wanted Bella to beg for me.

"Let's dance," I said before standing up, pulling her up with me.

"Edward," she whimpered, her desire clearly evident in her eyes.

"Yes?" I asked, molding her body into mine. "Do you need something?"

"Just you," she sighed, making me smile.

"That can be arranged," I answered before leading her out of the room onto the main dance floor.

"Tease," she mumbled to herself. My plan was definitely working.

Bella Swan

Edward was going to cause me to explode. Was it possible for a woman to die of desire? His look was enough to turn me into a puddle of goo. We had danced for what seemed like forever, but it still wasn't enough. I wanted Edward. Every cell in my body craved him and I couldn't wait to get home.

"I want you," I whispered in Edward's ear as he drove us towards my house. "I want my mouth on every inch of you."

"Bella," he groaned as one hand gripped the steering wheel tighter and the other snaked up my thigh.

It didn't take long for us to arrive at the house and before I knew it Edward had me against my front door. My back was pressed up against his chest as I tried to unlock the door, but his hands and lips were making things extremely difficult.

"Having trouble?" He questioned in a whisper, his teeth pulling lightly against my earlobe.

"No," I mumbled, finally opening the door.

I immediately turned around, crashing my lips against his. Edward effortlessly picked me up, kicking the door close. "Where to?" He questioned almost against my lips.

"Up the stairs at the end of hallway," I gasped, my fingers tangling themselves into his hair before I kissed his lips again.

We made it to my room and I couldn't help the squeal that left my mouth as Edward dropped my on my bed. I could clearly see the lust and desire in his eyes, but I also saw more. I didn't know what exactly it was, but it made me feel closer to him. It all felt right.

I smiled up at him as my hand slowly lowered the zipper on my side. He watched me carefully as I knelt up, lifting the dress over my head before letting it fall to the floor at his feet. I was left in nothing but my skimpy black and pink underwear.

"You're wearing far too much clothes," I commented, motioning Edward closer. He took a few steps towards me as he pulled off his shirt, letting it join my dress on the floor.

"Did you forget about my surprise?" He questioned with a mischievous grin as he reached into the pocket of his jeans.

"Is it time for it yet?" I questioned, reaching behind me to unclasp my bra.

"Lay on your stomach," Edward stated after he had taken a deep breath.

"What is it?" I asked, reaching for his hand and pouting when he took a step back.

"Do as I say, Isabella. Trust me," he whispered, the last two words causing me to comply. I was extremely interested in what he had planned. What was his surprise?

"Close your eyes," he added as I felt him join me on the bed. I closed my eyes, gasping loudly as I felt a warm drop of liquid fall on the middle of my back.

"What is that?" I asked, trying to sit up but moaning as his hands began to slowly and sensually spread the liquid across my back. It smelled fruity, almost like strawberries.

"Is that massaging oil?" I questioned causing him to chuckle.

"Not just any regular massage oil," he explained, his hands never leaving my body. "Flavored massage oil," he corrected before I felt his tongue trace the curve of my back. I immediately called out his name in a moan. I had never felt something so completely sensual and erotic.

His hands moved up my sides, brushing the sides of my breasts before sliding back down, slowly pulling down the small thong I had been wearing. I couldn't wait much longer. I had to have him.

I turned over, my eyes meeting his before I sat up, pulling him down to me. "Please, Edward," I begged, kissing him and unbuttoning his pants. I knew instantly that the teasing was over. Neither one of us could take much more.

His pants and boxers were removed at the same time right before he entered me. There was no need for anymore foreplay. Our whole night had been about foreplay. I wrapped my legs around his waist, meeting each and every one of his hard thrusts.

"You feel so good," he moaned, his thrusts becoming more erratic the closer to his peak he got. "So fucking good."

"Yes," I groaned in agreement and pleasure as a powerful orgasm washed over me. Edward Cullen was a sex god.

"Fuck, Bella," he grunted with one last thrust before collapsing on top of me. We were both completely spent and exhausted.

"I never got to use the oil on you," I said once he had rolled off of me and my breathing had returned to normal.

"There's always time tomorrow," he said sleepily before wrapping his arm around me and closing his eyes.

Tomorrow was looking very promising.

Edward Cullen

I opened my eyes, squinting away from the brightness that filled the bedroom. The bed felt cold, almost as something, someone, were missing. Where was Bella? I somehow manage to get out of bed, slipping on my boxers and jeans. My shirt was not on the floor and I had a very good feeling that Bella was wearing it. But where had she disappeared to?

I walked out of the bedroom and groaned in delight as the smell of breakfast hit me. Bella was cooking us breakfast. She was spoiling me rotten.

I walked down the stairs, hearing the doorbell ring before I had even made it to the kitchen. Bella almost instantly appeared dressed in nothing but my dark gray dress shirt. I was instantly ready to take her against her stairs.

"I'll get that," I offered, walking towards her to give her a kiss.

"Thanks," she answered with a sexy grin before making her way back towards the kitchen.

I had to tear myself from the lovely view of her ass and make myself focus on getting rid of whoever was at the door. They were not going to ruin my morning. I opened the door, finding a strange blond man and a small boy. I knew the boy had to be the one from the pictures in the foyer.

"Hello? May I help you?" I asked eyeing the duo suspiciously.

"Who is it, Edward?" Bella suddenly asked causing me to turn around as she stepped out of the kitchen entry.

"Hi, mom!" The small boy yelled, running inside as my eyes connected with the man. Who was the kid calling mom?

"Who the fuck are you?" The man asked, looking extremely upset. Who the hell did he think he was?

A/N: Here is my update for today! I know you all hate the cliffy, but you knew it was coming. Look at the bright side: You don't have to wait a full week for an update. I will update again on Sunday night.

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