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Edward's PoV
"Oh my fucking God," I whispered, swallowing loudly.
It was insane how much a person's life could change after an epiphany. Mere days ago, I would have thrown her off my erection and taken four showers to get rid of the slimy feeling. A week ago, I would have taken advantage of this situation so fast it would make her head spin.
Now I didn't know what I wanted.
I sure as hell wasn't disgusted by the situation I was in. Fuck, I was rock hard already. I would love to bang Bella again. She was easily the best lay I'd ever had.
But, I needed to stay away from her in this sort of physical way if I wanted to continue helping her get out of this government mess. I couldn't afford to make any strong ties to her. She'd be stripping within two weeks again, and I get as jealous as the fucking green monster himself when women I'm consistently banging even look a fleeting glance at another man, let alone take off all her damn clothes.
No, I shouldn't do this. It would only complicate my life. Sure, I'd be having fucking great sex with a hot woman that told me that she wanted to fuck me all night long, but...
Fuck it. Complications could be dealt with later.
I moaned as her tongue flicked against my earlobe. My hands covered her tiny ass easily, holding her closer to my hard cock.
"Yes," she hissed, pulling my face to hers. My green eyes locked with her brown eyes. "You won't be disappointed."
I chuckled at the confidence in her voice. But I knew I wouldn't be disappointed. Even if Bella wasn't caffeine-ridden, I knew I'd be getting only the best.
She kissed me with hard passion. I slowly backed up towards Jacob Black's house, trying to keep my balance and meet Bella's unending hyperactivity at the same time, which was a seemingly hard task.
My back hit the doorknob and I hissed in pain.
"Oh, poor baby," Bella mumbled sarcastically against my swollen lips. "Make the pain pleasure."
I shook my head, still attacking her lips fervently. "You're crazy, y'know that?"
"Shut up," she growled, thrusting her hips into mine, making my cock very uncomfortable.
I obeyed, letting her dominate me. For a while at least. I'd have my way with Bella Swan sometime tonight.
Her hand found the doorknob somehow and I stumbled backwards into Jacob's dark house. He was at his girlfriend's tonight, thank God.
I kicked the door shut and set Bella on her feet. I had to bend down to her height now, but I didn't mind. Short girls were always more of a turn-on for me, anyway.
Her hands clawed at me dangerously. I knew she could easily hurt me in her frenzy, and, hell, she probably would. She probably didn't know her own strength in situations like these. One flick of her wrist could give me a nasty bruise. Shit, I was still hurting from the beating I got from her two days ago!
I guess I just had to trust her.
"Your room or my room?" I whispered breathlessly as I tangled my fingers in her wavy brown hair.
"Your room," she answered. "It's your turn."
I smirked before leaning down to catch her pouty bottom lip between my teeth. She snarled, shoving me away.
"You really shouldn't have done that," she growled, advancing on me like a predator approaches its prey. She looked crazy, and my cock pulsed at the sight of her. Her brown eyes were on fire with lust and passion, her hair was tangled and chaotic (that was mostly my fault), her top lip was curled over her teeth, and she was wearing an evil smirk. I would have been scared if I wasn't so damn turned on.
I swallowed loudly, willing my feet to stay put. I didn't want to run. I didn't want her to have that much control over me. I was the man, and I was going to be in control. Eventually.
Her hand massaged the bulge in my pants roughly for a few strokes, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. While my eyes were still closed, she pulled away, leaving me with a pulsating cock and the undeniable need for a good, old-fashioned fuck.
My eyelids flipped open, automatically searching for the only girl that could quench this all-consuming thirst. She had disappeared. I turned around and walked as calmly as I could towards the hallway. I looked to the left and saw Bella slip her little black dress over her head, throwing it to the ground before looking over her shoulder and winking seductively at me.
I restrained myself from running into the guest room I was staying in. I loosened my belt a notch and my tie before entering the room.
Bella was perched on the foot on the bed in a crouch. Her waves were hanging in her eyes, but I could still see them twinkling in the moonlight streaming in through the window. Her chest was heaving and her arousal was emanating itself throughout the entire room. It was all so horrifyingly bizarre, and I wanted this badly. I was never the guy that did any weird, kinky shit in the bedroom, but this...wow. I was speechless and horny as fuck.
A growl erupted from her heaving chest. Her teeth were bared and her fingernails were scratching at the wooden perch she was on. She was so...animalistic right now.
I had two options. One, let the sub in me take over and bow to Bella's every desire. Two, I could try to keep up with he, give her a bit of a fight until she proved to me that she was the boss. The owner of my ass for the night.
Of course I chose two. I'm always up for a competition.
So I tackled Bella off her perch and onto the bed. She let out a snarl and my breath hitched as she struggled beneath my body. I did have a good eighty pounds on her, at least. I pinned her arms down and straddled her twisting body.
She looked at me with lidded eyes and purred like a fucking cat. Why I was turned on by all of this, I'll never know.
Her claw-like hands ran up my stomach, taking my shirt off at the same time. My cock was straining against my dress pants, trying to salute Bella for being such a God damn turn-on.
My hands roamed over her creamy, toned abdomen and up onto her breasts. Her breasts were perfect for me. They fit in my hands as well as her little ass did.
She hissed, in pleasure I hope, as I palmed her breasts through her bra.
"Let's take your shirt off, Mister Cullen," she breathed in a husky voice, her fiery eyes roaming over the part of my body that she had exposed.
I quickly disposed of my shirt and brought my hands back down to her chest. My hands snaked around her back, making her arch off the bed, and searched for the clasps to her sexy black bra.
Bella's nimble fingers undid my belt and buttons before I had time to pull her bra away from her body.
"It's the fastest who gets paid, and it's the fastest who gets laid, Mister Cullen," Bella murmured breathily, smirking her seductive smile.
Well, I'll be damned. The woman just quoted Talladega Nights.
"Don't ever call me Mister Cullen again, do you understand me?" I growled, leaning over her body and ripping her breasts free.
She arched an eyebrow, still smirking. "Very well, Edward."
I smiled triumphantly. One battle won.
She sat up and put her left cheek to my right one and sucked hard on the skin near my ear, surely leaving a permanent bruise.
"Now the next woman that you're with will know you were satisfied," she breathed. "Then maybe you'll have the chance to be the dom, 'cause right now, I'm in charge, Edward." She threw her body against mine, forcing me to fall backwards.
She was straddling my cock and bouncing around, making my hips buck. My eyes found her bouncing breasts very intriguing.
"Ah, I think someone's ready for a ride," Bella murmured, sliding back on her haunches. She pulled my pants and boxers off, leaving my erection up and ready for action. I barely even felt the pain of Bella's heels digging into my thighs anymore.
"Too bad I'm not ready yet," she breathed, frowning. She shuffled back some more and leaned forward, putting her hands on my thighs.
Bella stared into my eyes and she leaned closer and closer to hard erection. I could feel her hot breath on the tip of my cock, and the pre-cum already streaming.
"Someone's easily excited."
Then she licked the tip of my cock, swirling around the juice I'd already let loose. I moaned and my head fell back onto the bed, my eyes closing and my fingers lacing themselves in Bella's hair.
She took the entire length of my cock in her mouth and sucked, making my pulse jump. My breathing became shaky as she chose a slow and torturous speed to bob. Bella licked from the bottom of my balls all the way up to the tip and back again a few times, making me grasp Bella's hair tighter.
"God damn...uhhhn...Bella," I stammered breathlessly. "You're so...fuuuuck...beautiful."
Her mouth stopped and I wearily opened my eyes and searched for that mouth that had been pleasuring me so well.
She was straddling my thighs, her hands on her own thighs now. Her chest was heaving and hitching, making her perfect breasts bounce. Her shoulders were shaking, as was her tiny jaw. Her pouty lower lip was trembling. There was a tiny bit of perspiration between her upper lip and nose. Her pretty brown eyes were swimming with tears that she couldn't shed.
What had I done?
"I'm...sorry?" I asked, not sure what I was sorry for.
She shook her head. "Don't be," she whispered in a thick voice.
Then she lunged at me, kissing me like I'd never been kissed before. Her tongue jarred my mouth immediately. Our tongues tangled as Bella's hands rested on my chest and my hands found her perfect ass. Her tongue massaged mine and I returned the favour. We never broke, we continued making out like we were seventeen-years-old again. I wouldn't mind just making out actually. So I broke away.
"We don't have to have sex, you know," I informed Bella, running my thumb over her swollen bottom lip. "I'm pretty content with just making out."
Her lip started to tremble again.
"What did I do this time?" I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose and closing my eyes.
"You're too good for me," Bella murmured, slipping out of my grip. I could hear her feet padding out of my room and into the hallway.
What. The. Hell. This girl was so confusing.
I scrambled off my bed and hopped back into my boxers, nearly falling over, before chasing after Bella. I needed to know what the fuck was going on.
I heard her bedroom door close, so I sprinted there, hopping on one foot to stop. I grabbed the doorknob and opened the door, finding Bella's window open. She couldn't just use the front door?
No, that'd be too normal.
She was wearing Jacob's "Vote for Pedro" shirt form Napoleon Dynamite, and sitting on the giant swing in Jacob's backyard, looking lonelier than a stray cat.
I hopped out of the house through Bella's window. I slowly walked over there, trying not to startle her. I needed answers that only she could give.
I turned around and sat down on the swing beside her. A couple of days ago, Bella swung off this swing set to try to beat me in a fight. Life couldn't get more bizarre than this.
"Bella?" I asked cautiously. "Are you okay?"
She smiled sadly at me. "I'm okay."
"Why did you look like you were going to cry in there?"
"You called me beautiful," she whispered, looking at the moon.
"So?" I prodded, not seeing the issue with that.
"No one's called me beautiful before," she murmured so softly that I barely heard her. "Not James, not Mike, not my parents, no one."
I gaped at her. "Bullshit," I rasped.
She chuckled, still smiling sadly as swung back and forth.
"It's the truth. I guess it just took me by surprise, especially when I was giving you head."
"Thanks for that," I murmured, a heat in my cheeks. "It's been...a while since a girl's done that to me."
"It's been a while since I've done that," Bella admitted, still smiling sadly, no humour left in her smirk. "James was the last guy I did that to. That was the only time I could control him, so I did it as often as possible."
"You're really good," I mumbled.
She laughed loudly. "Thanks."
"So, why'd you almost start crying after I told you we could just make out?" I asked, still curious.
She shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know, Edward." I could tell she was lying. "It's complicated."
"I'm sure I could keep up," I pushed.
"Fine," she snapped. She took a deep breath. "I think I'm in love with you. Are you happy?"
Well, well, well. Bella Marie Swan, you crazy assassin. All animalistic and nut-so, and then all teary-eyed and depressed, and now you're in love!
Yeah, some of you may think it's too fast, but that's just the way the cookie crumbles. My story, my decisions (sorta). This is the way it's gotta be to get to that cliché happy ending!
Songs:
Eyes on Fire – Blue Foundation
Reason: Bella's eyes are all fiery...and stuff.
Time is Running Out – Muse
Reason: Time is running out. Duh.
Too Pretty – State of Shock
Reason: Bella's feelings about Edward
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