Chapter 10

Beta'd by princess07890

Bella POV

"Please, Edward?" I begged.

"I said no." He answered.

"But,"

"Isabella, so help me. I. Said. No. I am not letting you ride all the way to school on that death trap. Especially without a helmet," He declared. We were about to head off to school and I wanted to ride my bike there. It wasn't raining, at the moment, and I wanted to savor it. We had been arguing about it for about five minutes.

"How about you drive it?" I tried. He just looked at me.

"I don't have a second seat, but it does have a lot of room," I explained. He narrowed his eyes. I bit my lip in anticipation. After a minute of studying me, he sighed.

"Alright," He finally agreed. He thought for a moment longer and then added, "But you're going to do something for me."

"What?" It had me nervous because, deep down, I knew that he could probably get me to do anything.

"You are switching to brown leather." He said. I was taken aback. I loved my black leather.

"Why?" I asked sharply. He gave me a disapproving look.

"Watch your tone, little girl." He barked. I huffed. He continued, "You will switch to brown leather because black leather, in our world, symbolizes dominance. You are lucky I let you wear leather at all."

I pursed my lips. I loved my leather jacket and breaking a new one in took forever.

"I'll have to wear Jasper's riding jacket." He mumbled to himself as he got out his phone, dialed Jasper's number, and put the phone to his ear. While he was conversing with Alice, I got up and washed my bowl.

Hmm…Edward…in leather…oh shit, I have to change my panties now! I thought. Just as I was about to walk out of the kitchen door, I was jerked back.

"Where do you think you are going?" Edward had me by the waist.

"To, uh…um…" He wouldn't let me if I told him!

"Answer me!" He shook me.

"I was going to change my underwear…" I admitted.

"Absolutely not!" He refused me, leading me back to my chair and forcing me down.

"You know, if this keeps going on, I am going to have to wear a pad 24/7!" I exclaimed.

"No you won't." Edward said in a warning tone. I huffed.

"We are going to have to go shopping if you want me to switch to brown leather." I said, changing the subject. He nodded.

"Alice is already planning a trip after school." He informed me. Wait… my eyes widened and I clutched onto him.

"I'm coming with you!" He quickly assured. I let out a breath of relief.

"I'm…sorry; I don't know why I freaked out like that." I was confused. He shrugged.

"It's a mate thing. I would go ballistic, too, if anyone contemplated taking you that far away without me for any period of time." He shuddered and grabbed my waist, squeezing it possessively.

"Hey guys." I suddenly heard a small voice say. I jumped out of my seat and looked over.

"Alice! Holy shit!" I shouted. "You can't just… appear like that!"

"I just did." She retorted. She was holding something big and obviously leather in her hand. She skipped over and handed it to Edward.

"Here you go, Edward. We will get you your own riding jacket when we go shopping today." She said. "And we have to get you another one." She turned to me.

"Yay." I put my hands up and waved them back and forth in mock excitement.

"Oh, don't be like that, it'll be fun! We can-"

All I heard after that was blah blah blah. After a while of her chattering, I picked up Edward's arm around my waist and started to study his hand, focusing especially on the fingers that have brought me so much pleasure.

"Wh- I'm right here, you know! That's just rude!" Alice scolded. Edward sighed.

"What's rude, Alice, is you chattering so much that we are late for school." He gestured towards the kitchen clock. Alice followed his hand, and so did I; it was 8:10.

Jeez, we are late.I thought and walked over to get my boots and jacket on.

"I also got you Jasper's boots. They'll fit fine." I heard Alice say. When I was finished lacing up my boots and getting my jacket on, I turned to follow Edward out. I just stood there, frozen in my spot. He was in leather, and he looked fuck hot. All I could think about was all the different ways we could fuck. I cocked my head to the side slightly, in wonder. I needed him and I needed him immediately.

Edward's head snapped over to me. He slowly shut his eyes and inhaled deeply. When he opened them a moment later, his irises were at least four shades darker. I glanced down, and noticed his growing erection. My tongue instinctively darted out to wet my lips.

"Alice, out," Edward ordered his sister, who was just now noticing our stances.

"Oh, no you don't." Alice rebuked. "If you start now, you won't stop, and Bella will be too sore to go on the shopping trip."

I heard a growl build in Edward's chest.

"Let's get one thing straight, Alice; you do not determine when my mate and I fuck. I do. Not you, not Isabella, or anyone else. Me."

"I'm not trying to do anything; I'm just informing you what will happen. If you start now, you'll go at it all day and Charlie will be called. I can't persuade the principal anymore." Alice sighed. "Not without showing some skin and I would get in so much trouble."

"Alice, this is not your concern." Edward said. All I could focus on were the way his lips moved.

"Well, if you wait until you get to school, you two will be fine. You'll be less tempted to keep at it." Alice reasoned. "Just wait until you get to school, and make sure the principal sees you on school grounds."

Edward pursed his lips.

"Alright, we will wait until then. And never try to tell me when and when I can't be with my mate like that again. You will be in trouble if you do." Edward snapped. Alice hung her head slightly and then she was gone. It was then that I realized I was going to have to endure a whole ride on a vibrating machine with me pressed against Edward without getting a release.

"UGH!" I groaned in frustration. I leaned against the wall. There was so much pressure down there! It almost hurt.

I felt strong arms embrace me.

"I know, I feel it too," Edward soothed. He rubbed my lower back comfortingly. I rested my forehead on his chest for just a moment and then pulled away.

"Let's just go," I urged. "The sooner we get there, the better, and I don't think I can handle it much longer." It was getting unbearable. I constantly craved sex with him. I felt like a cat in heat. This urge didn't go away in two weeks' time, though. This would never go away.

"Alright, come on," He replaced his hand on my lower back and led me out the door. He picked me up and we made it to the Harley in literally no time.

"You know how to drive it, right?" I checked.

"Yes, I know how to drive it." He sighed. "Give me the key." He held his hand out expectantly. I reached in the inside of my jacket and pulled the key from the pocket. I dropped it in his waiting hand. He swung his leg over the seat and stuck the key in the ignition. The Harley roared to life and he pushed the kick-stand back with his foot, balancing the machine.

I just stood there, savoring the sight of him on a Harley.

"Are you coming?" He shouted over the loud motor.

"I wish I was!" I yelled back. He rolled his eyes.

"Just get on!"

I sighed and stepped over, swinging my leg over the back of the single seat.

"Oh god," I breathed. It was a tight fit and my denim covered sex was pressed against his ass. It was nearly unbearable. I let out a shaky breath and wrapped my arms snuggly around his waist. Then, we were off; even in my aroused state, it was fun to ride. I had always gone for rides when I was upset or worked up. For this reason, it was strangely calming at the same time. I was bummed and glad that the school was only two minutes away; bummed, because I liked riding and glad because I was that much closer to a release. My core was very swollen and the crotch of my jeans was undoubtedly soaking wet. I had to wipe where I sat when I got off. Edward just smirked. Thankfully, the parking lot was empty since first period was about to begin.

"Come on, I can't take it any longer!" I exclaimed. He put his arm around my waist and led me towards the school.

"First, we have to make sure the principal sees us." He said. I was about to combust. I walked stiffly with him. We rounded the corner of the school to see the principal conversing with some the lunch ladies. He marched over once he caught sight of us.

"Why aren't you two in class?" He demanded.

"She is feeling a bit sick today. She needs to rest her head some." Edward lied coolly. I rested my head on his shoulder and sniffed slightly. It wasn't hard to look sick since I had anemia and was always very pale.

Mr. Greene, that's what his name tag read, darted his eyes suspiciously between the two of us until, finally, he said,

"Alright, go rest your head." He waved us off. He shot us one more look and went back to the lunch ladies, following them to the cafeteria. Edward took my hand and led me to the main building. We roamed the empty halls until we finally came to a room that looked like it was for ISS, or in school suspension. It was very small with tan walls and three desks in the middle facing an old wooden teacher's desk. He didn't bother to turn the light on. The dim light from the single window was perfect. He closed and then turned the lock on the door; thankfully, it was an older classroom that didn't require a key to lock, and it also didn't have a window on the door.

"Bella," I heard him murmur from behind. His voice held lust, and longing. I turned to face him. The irises of his eyes were pitch-black. Without warning, he brought his lips to mine. We let all of the desperation we felt out in the urgent kiss. The desperation was not only for release, but for us to be closer to each other.

"Mh, desk," He moaned around my lips. I hitched one leg around his hips and then wrapped my legs fully around the bottom half of his torso, grinding myself into his stomach. I was unaware that we had moved until I felt him set me on something solid. I glanced down to find he had placed me on the teacher's desk. My hands immediately went to his belt. It was a bit difficult to get it off without looking but I managed. After unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, I pushed them down, along with his boxers and grabbed his length. I began to stroke him. I moaned into his mouth at how he felt in my hand.

"Uh, Isabella," He groaned when we broke apart. I proceeded to pump him in my hand until he yanked it away and pushed me back on the desk. He climbed on top of me and placed one knee between my legs, nudging them apart. I reached for his dick again, but, before I touched it,

"Oh, no you don't," He admonished. He pinned both my arms above my head by my wrists, and brought his lips back down to mine. His free hand traveled farther and farther down my torso until he finally reached the hem of my jeans. He unbuttoned and unzipped them like I had his.

"Lift," He commanded, breaking from the kiss. I complied and lifted my hips slightly so that he could yank them to my ankles. He didn't bother to pull down my panties; he just ripped them off and threw them to the side. He buried his fingers in my sex.

"Ah!" I gasped at the sudden contact; the contact I had been craving all day.

"Christ, Little Girl, you're gushing like a fucking waterfall!" Edward exclaimed and pulled his fingers from my pussy.

"No, no, go back! Go back!" I whined, my hands struggling in his grasp.

"Isabella!" He scolded. "I decide exactly when and where you get touched, and when you get a release. Not you, or anyone else; only me." Edward's words somehow made me even wetter, if that were even possible. He then took the fingers that were just inside me and put them in his mouth, sucking the juices off as if they were ambrosia. My eyes widened and my breath hitched.

"Edward, please!" I begged. "All I've been thinking about all morning is you fucking me to-" Before I could finish my sentence, he slammed into me.

"Ow! Jesus, fuck, that's good!" I moaned. His lips crashed to mine in a searing kiss. He forced his tongue past my lips and pushed mine back when I fought.

"Is that what you wanted?" He growled. He slowly worked his hand up my shirt and past my bra.

"Ah!" I shouted when he pinched my nipple. His hand was abruptly gone and I felt a hard smack on my rear.

"Quiet!" He demanded through his heavy breathing. My hands struggled in his firm grasp. I had to touch him.

"E-…Edward! I want to touch you!" I attempted to keep my voice low.

"I know you do," He breathed. He didn't let go of my hands though.

"Edward, please!"

"I love it when you beg me." He breathed and suddenly slammed into me harder.

"Edward!" I yelped loudly. He did it again and then asked,

"What. Did. I. Say. About. Being. Quiet? Keep it up and you're not getting a release and I know how needy you are." He slapped the back of my thigh and slammed into me again. It took everything in me not to scream. I felt the pressure increase tenfold in my core. I hoped, at that moment, that I didn't orgasm.

"Jesus, you're tight!

The harder he thrust, the more pressure built within me. Every time he pounded into me, his pelvic bone hit my clit and it was sending me into overdrive.

"Edward, I'm close!" I gasped. At that moment, he let go of my wrists and placed both of his hands on my knees, forcing them farther apart. My hands flew all over his body, groping wherever I could reach.

"Mhmm, I am too." He moaned. His thrusts got faster and then he ordered,

"Come, Little Girl!" At that moment, I clenched around him and then, the pressure that had been building exploded. Before I could shout, Edward's mouth covered mine, muffling my sounds.

I came down slowly, and felt all the muscles in my body relax.

"Come on, baby, we've got to get going," I heard Edward murmur. I looked at him and then started to come out of my haze.

"Thank you," I said.

"Thank you," He said back. I snickered and climbed off of the desk, wobbling at first. I bent down and retrieved my pants, slipping them on. He never took off my shirt because we had to be quick. I looked over just in time to see him pick up my panties and stow them away in his pocket. He caught me looking at him and smirked. I smiled back and then proceeded to zip my jeans back up.

"What time is it?" I asked. He glanced at the think black watch on his wrist an answered,

"9:00," He answered.

"Hm, we've still got like ten minutes…" I said.

"I know, but we have something to do before we go to class." He said. He took my hand and led me to the door, unlocking it and then walking us through. We walked through the halls until we finally came to my locker. He easily turned the lock in the correct combination, and then opened it.

"Hey, how did you open it so easily?" I wondered.

"Vampires have photographic memory. It only takes one glance." He replied simply. He then reached in and took all of my books out of it. He closed the locker.

"What-" And then, I figured it out; we were sharing lockers.

"Good idea," I praised him. He just kept walking, and then, with one hand, opened his own locker, stowing my books on the bottom.

"We are going to have to get you a proper book bag on this little shopping trip." He told me.

"Yeah, we do," I agreed.

The first part of the day passed in a blur, when it suddenly got interesting.

We were just sitting down at the Cullen's table when I heard a rough voice call,

"Hey, Bella!"

I followed the sound, and then found the source. It was a boy with dirty blonde hair that was full of hair gel. He was about 5"9" and, the closer he got, the more I noticed how baby-ish his face was. I also noticed the team jacket he was wearing he was wearing; he must be a jock.

"Hey," He finally stopped in front of the table. He appeared somewhat nervous. He should be. I peeked over at Edward, who seemed calm on the outside, but you could feel the anger radiating off of him. He waited, as though he was patiently letting the mouse fall into the trap. I guess I was the cheese.

"Um, so I was thinking, I have a game next Friday and I was hoping you'd be there. You know, I am the quarterback." He bragged egotistically.

"Is that supposed to impress me?" I asked, amused. Edward squeezed my hand a bit too hard, reminding me of his orders. I squeezed his hand back in apology. Then, I shut up and decided to just sit back and enjoy the show. One glance at the rest of the family told me that they were doing the exact same thing.

"Fuck off, Mike, she obviously has a boyfriend." Edward glared at him. Mike cowered a bit, but held his stance.

"I don't see your name on her." He retorted. Did he just regard me as an object? Hell no. I was about to say something when I heard softly,

"Bella," I glanced back over at the family. Alice was shaking her head vigorously and waving her hand in front of her throat, telling me to 'cut it out'. I wisely took her advice and decided not to say anything.

"Trust me, there is plenty of proof, but, very unfortunately, you or anyone else will never be able to observe it." He smirked. I took a swig of my water.

"Ha! Well, we'll see about that." Mike replied. I nearly choked on my water.

"Yeah fucking right!" I blurted out without thinking. Mike just smirked and walked away. It wasn't until after he did that I realized my crime. I stopped laughing instantly.

Shit.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry!" I apologized immediately. Edward sighed.

"I'll let you off on a warning, but, if you do it again, you will be punished." He dictated. I nodded and ate my lunch slowly. Suddenly, I felt the pressure and heat start to build in my core once again.

"Oh, come on!" I snapped, throwing my fork down. I had him just two hours before! All this lust was starting to get annoying. I'd have to ask Edward if maybe we could get away for a while and get it all out of our system. I mean we were newly mated. How would I get past my dad, though?

I felt Edward grab my hand and rub it soothingly. It only made it worse. I groaned. He gave me a "tell me about it" look. I glanced at the family and the girls were gazing at me, understandingly.

"We'll talk at the mall." Alice said. I nodded and leaned my head against the table, tugging at my hair.

"I'm not hungry anymore," I muttered to Edward.

"Alright, baby. Do you want to head to class?" He asked. I nodded.

The rest of the day was slow and full of lusty glances and secret groping, but no release. I was overjoyed when we finally went out to the parking lot. I was unaware that the rest of the family was following us until Rosalie exclaimed,

"Hey! Nice bike!"

I beamed with pride.

"You must have been rich in Arizona," Jasper assumed, gazing at the bike with admiration.

"Ha, not even close." I said.

"How did you afford it?" Rosalie questioned. Without using my brain to mouth filter, I blurted,

"Drug deal,"

The whole family got silent and, when I risked a glance at Edward, I could see the anger in his eyes.

"I didn't do it all the time," I assured, attempting to make it better, "just until I got enough money for the Harley."

It wasn't working.

"Do you do drugs, Bella?" Edward asked tightly.

I guess it was one little thing I forgot to mention…

"Only marijuana, mostly…" I added very quietly. I really shouldn't have added that last part. "But, I haven't done any since I've been with you!"

"So, not very long," He confirmed and I nodded, trying to keep his anger in check.

"You guys head to the house, I'll deal with Isabella. We will be there in about two hours for the trip." Edward dismissed them, letting some if the fire leak through. They scurried away pretty quick.

Oh, god… What have I done?

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