I don't usually write this fast, but thanks to writing.to.be, I have motivation.
Bella
I don't ever remembering when I felt this good to be inside of a hotel room. Edward and I didn't even bother making out, we just hit the bed, and nodded off in each other's arms.
When I woke up, Edward was still sleeping, his face so peaceful and pleasant it almost hurt. I smiled to myself, completely satisfied that he was completely mine. I shifted slightly, trying to work my way out of his arms to get to the shower, when I realized he was holding me tighter to him because he was awake.
"Morning beautiful," he said, his lips inches away from mine. I shuddered at his words, but kissed him anyway. His green eyes sparkled mischievously. I had planned to stay like that the rest of the day, nothing but relaxing with my personal god. I didn't think Edward had any protest against that.
We took and innocent shower together, then half dressed, we lay in bed talking about ourselves. After a while, I don't know when, I fell asleep, but I awoke to the amazing smell of lunch.
"Hungry?" He asked from across the hotel room. I nodded, smiling, then stood out of bed. He pulled me onto his lap, and we ate like that, in a comfortable silence.
"Eddie, what-" I looked at Edward, checking his response to his new nickname.
"Bella, as much as I adore you, I would prefer it if you called me by my name." I pouted softly, and I could feel my eyes glaze over. I was only toying with him. "But if you wish to call me by . . . Eddie, then I guess you may," he said, trying to cheer me up.
"No that's okay, I like Edward. It sounds better when I moan it." I froze, not completely believing I had said that.
"Maybe we should try it," he suggested, laughing at my insecurity. I buried my face in his chest, but he pulled me up so I'd look at him. "Don't be embarrassed, love," he said before kissing me. I smiled when he pulled away, eating more of whatever he brought for me. That is, until there was a violent knock at the door. I jumped up and nearly ran to get it, but of course I fell in the process. Edward caught me right before I fell to the ground, his arms my savior to the possibility of a broken nose. I'm surprised I don't have any brain damage.
Edward opened the door calmly like he knew it was Alice.
"Hey guys," she chirped. I scoffed at her chipper mood. "Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie and I are going shopping. Wanna come?" I groaned silently, knowing that if we choose to go, the stores Alice would pick are going to be expensive. I looked up to Edward. He didn't seem to have a problem with it, but then again, what Cullen wouldn't want to spend money?
"Do you want to go?" Edward asked me. I shrugged. He knew what I was thinking: NO! "Alice, I think Bella and I are going to stay here. What time will you be back?"
"So now I have a time limit? Edward, you know better than to ask. Besides. I'm going shopping with Jasper so that our clothes match subtlety. So don't expect us til night," Alice said. She walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Edward turned to me and led me to the bed. I lay down on it, Edward setting his head onto my stomach. I stroked his hair, the impossibly untamed silkiness running happily through my fingers.
"Bella, what are you majoring in?" he asked, his voice hinting ignorance.
"English. Why?" I felt him shrug, his broad shoulders coming in contact with my hips. That simple touch aroused my senses.
"Because, I didn't know." He turned around so he was laying on his stomach. He kissed my stomach, inching lower to my already low-rise jeans. I pushed him away but he just kept on sprinkling my body with kisses.
"Mmm, let's play a game," I suggested. He raised a perfect eyebrow, crawling on top of me. I loved the feeling of his weight on top of me. He felt so real. I still believe I am dreaming.
"What kind of game?" Edward inquired, lowering his head down to mine. He brushed my lips, clearing my mind of anything.
"The one where we take of all our clothes." He frowned.
"That's no fun if I can't touch you," Edward said, his voice low and husky. His hands slid up the sides of my body, underneath my shirt, pushing the shirt up over the red lacy bra I was wearing.
"Mmm," he said when he traced the lace. I pushed his hand away, sitting up.
"Edward, is that all we're going to do while we're together?" I frowned, but he just smiled still.
"Bella. We can do whatever you want. As long as I'm with you, okay?" I nodded. I sighed. I always had to ruin the moment, especially since Edward was so freaking sweet.
"I hate when you do that to me."
"Do what?" he asked, real sincerity flowing through his velvet voice.
"Dazzle me like that."
"Only vampires can dazzle people." He smiled.
"Then you must be a vampire." He leaned down, his lips pressing against the side of my neck. I felt his teeth against my skin, the smooth pearly whites grazing my neck. I shuddered; half wishing he was a vampire so we could live together forever.
Edward
In more ways than one, Bella was a unique creature. Certainly the most beautiful, but she was a bit odd. For the rest of the afternoon, Bella and I stayed locked inside the hotel room talking about everything under the moon. Especially about college.
"I don't want to go all the way back to Irvine for college. It's far away. From you." Bella took my hand in hers, entwining our fingers. Her other hand ran through the mess of bronze hair that say insubordinate on the top of my head. I was looking up at her from her lap.
"Bella, It's not that bad, we can still see each other on breaks and . . . " I hadn't realized what I was saying until I was saying it. Dartmouth was across the country, three thousand miles away from each other. This wasn't going to be easy. "How about we talk about something different?"
"Like. . . . What's your favorite food?" I laughed at the mention of food.
"Pizza, hands down."
"And how about on me?"
"Chocolate syrup."
"Mmm. I sound delicious," she said giggling. "Okay, okay. I think we should take a walk, or do something." She smoothed the hair from my face, waiting for a response.
"Do you want to go swimming?" I asked her. She shrugged, leaning down to kiss me. She moved from under me, getting dressed in the appropriate attire for the pool. She tossed me my swim shorts, so I dressed in those. Bella was wearing that white bikini she had been wearing the first time I kissed her. She wrapped herself in a large white towel, handing me one as well.
We walked do the first floor of the enormous hotel, arriving at the gigantic pool. Bella slid out of her towel and slowly walked into the water, highly unaware of the looks she was getting from other men. I wasn't on to be jealous, but it was irritating the way the gaped at her body obnoxiously. I followed her into the water, taking her in to my arms. She flinched when I touched her, but melted like ice in an oven. She pulled away from me, submerging herself under the water, and swimming past the others that occupied the pool. When she reached the other end, she swam back to me, wrapping her body around mine, and pressing her lips to mine. I heard sighs and groans as she did this, Bella completely oblivious to this.
After swimming a couple lap and chasing Bella through the pool, we sat on the deck by the pool, Bella claiming she wanted a tan.
"Bella, you won't tan," I told her as she made herself comfortable sitting in the lounge chair next to mine. She ignored me, laying back and letting herself be vulnerable to the sun.
In front of me, were two girls, both of whom were smiling brightly. I smiled at them politely hoping they'd evaporate into thin air.
"Hi, our friend James said he knew you, and that we should come talk to you," the blonde girl said. I sat up, looking around for my frat brother who also went to Dartmouth with me. He walked up to me, two more girls on either side of him. I looked over to Bella who still had her eyes closed. She looked like she was sleeping. I stood up and shook hands with James. He introduced me to the four girls, all of which were scarily excited to meet me.
"How have you been man?" I nodded, initiating that I was okay. He looked over the girls, beginning to speak. "This is Jerralie, Carlin, Vikkianna, and Lace," he said to me. I shook their hands all of them lingering at my touch.
"Nice to meet you all," I said politely. He turned his attention to Bella, who I must admit, looked absolutely tempting.
"Hot chick. Is that your sister Allie?" I winced at his words, for two reasons. One, he got Alice's name wrong. He was lucky she wasn't here. She would have been pissed. And two, he called Bella my sister. For God's sake, we didn't even look alike.
"Uh, Alice, and no she's-"
"I'm his girlfriend Bella," Bella said standing up. She smiled brightly at James, then grabbed my hand.
"Nice," James complimented. He looked her over once, then to me. "Very nice. So you guys wanna hang out? The girls and I were going to go clubbing later."
Bella looked up at me, actually considering the invitation. "You wanna go, Edward?" her voice was sweet, and her eyes were wide and chocolaty, reminding me of the chocolate syrup I wanted to pour over her body and lick it off. . . .
I shrugged. "What time should we meet you guys?" I asked James.
"Excellent. How about nine thirty? My room number is twelve sixteen. Come by when you're ready." I froze, realizing our rooms were right across the hall. Dammit.
"Okay," Bella said. She grabbed her things and pulled me with her. We walked back up to the room, Bella holding me close to her. In the elevator, Bella pressed her body to mine, snaking her arms around my neck. "Did you like those girls?" Bella asked, her voice small.
"I did like one," I started, "she was cute. She was wearing the sexiest white bikini, her long dark hair covering her shoulders. Too bad she had a boyfriend." Bella smiled, and rested her forehead against my chest.
"What am I ever going to do with you Mr. Cullen?" she said.
"I could think of a couple things, one involves you and a bed and no clothes. . . ." I trailed off, remembering the chocolate again, "and warm chocolate sauce covering you body and waiting for me to lick it off slowly."
"I think that might just be possible."
After hours of pleasurable licking, Bella needed a shower to clean herself from being sticky. I waited until she was done to take a separate shower, so I wouldn't be tempted to touch Bella more than I had been had already.
She walked out naked, not the least embarrassed. I liked her confidence. She walked by me, pecking my lips and continued to dress. I walked into the bathroom took a completely mindless shower, and then dressed myself as well. I tried, keyword being 'tried', to fix my hair so it was something other than an untamed mess. Unsuccessful.
"Edward, do I look alright?" Bella called from the bedroom. I turned and walked out, only to stop in my tracks as I found out what 'alright' meant. Bella had been wearing a black, very form fitting mini dress, silver high heels on her dainty little feet.
"If by 'alright' you mean 'Do you wanna rip my clothes of and make love to me again?' then yes, you look alright." She smiled, and walked over to me, abnormally gracious. Deliciously, she kissed me, her flavored lip gloss tasting ever so sweet.
"Alright sexy, time to go to James'. Are you ready?" I honestly didn't want to be ready, but I nodded and followed her to wherever she led me. We were fifteen minutes late, not that James would have noticed. He answered the door half dazed by whatever the girl who followed him was doing. I felt absolutely the same.
Bella
Vikkianna, Carlin, James, Edward and I went to the club Avaland. Even though it was a twenty one and over club, and with my being only twenty, Edward got me in perfectly, like the security and him had been friends for a long while. Once inside, I was almost knocked to the ground by the intensity of the blaring music and the sensual feeling throughout the entire space. I grabbed Edward's hand, feeling small. He pulled me close, and I could feel the stares of other women grow envious as to finding out that I had the hottest guy on the face of the entire planet.
For the first twenty minutes, we sat at a table Jams had reserved, drinking and trying to hold a conversation. Eventually, we all left to the dance floor making a train right in the middle. Vikkianna was grinding against me, I Edward, then Carlin was behind him, with James behind her. I ground my hips against Edward, hearing him groan every so often. So sexy. Edward put his hands on my hips, sliding them up my body to my waist. I turned around, putting my hands on his chest, Edward putting his hands on my waist, sliding them down to my butt. The train dispersed, so he kept going, picking me up. I hooked my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck. I devoured his lips hungrily, until he pulled away. He put his lips to my ear, kissing the hot skin.
"You're not wearing any underwear," he said. I shivered in his arms.
"I thought you might have liked that." I said.
"Mmm, I do." I kissed Edward again, moving my hips up and down his body, trying to gain friction against my writhing core. I heard myself moan, pulling away from Edward, his lips attacking my neck. My head lulled back, Edward sucking my neck.
"Louder Bella," he commanded. I did, I moaned louder, noticing the heads that turned at the inappropriate sounds I was making, Edward pressed his fingers against me, his index and middle slipping inside, his thumb caressing the bundle of nerves between my legs. I climaxed fast, almost squealing at what Edward was doing to me. I slumped in his arms, slamming my lips against him, taking his tongue into my mouth, sucking on it until he groaned. He caressed my neck with sexy kisses again, putting me down onto the ground, holding me until the tingling in my legs stopped and I was able to stand by myself in my heels. Stupid satanic shoes.
"I need a drink," I said to Edward. He smiled, taking me to the bar. I smiled at the man, he smiling in return. I sauntered toward him, putting my hands on my waist, kind of like a model.
"What can I help you with?" the bartender asked. I smiled brighter.
"You can give me a peach and lime daiquiri."
"A pretty lady like you must have some form of identification in that tight dress of yours," he said back to me.
"Don't you think I'd be twenty one if I'm in this club?" He shrugged, not convinced.
"Don't know. I get a lot of nineteen year old in this place."
"Are you going to give me the drink or not?"
"Are you going to show me the ID or not?"
"If I don't?"
"No drink." I growled at him, not getting my way. I stomped away, Edward noticing my unhappiness. He didn't look too happy to see me like this.
"What happened?" he asked, his voice so innocent.
"The stupid guy won't give me my drink," I whined. Edward smile, looking over to James. I was greatful that Carlin looked enough like me that I could pass for being "Carlin Jameson" for two seconds. I memorized everything on the card before leaving, walking back up to the snotty bartender.
"Here, happy?" I spit out.
"Not entirely. I would have guessed you were over twenty one. Sorry about the whole-"
"Yes whatever. Can you just give me a shot?" He poured the tequila into the little glass, overflowing it. I wasn't a regular drinker, but I was going to need a buzz. I downed it quickly, loving the feeling of it going down my throat, hitting my stomach warmly; similar to how Edward just comes in my mouth. I dismissed the thought, taking note that I would have to do that to Edward later, rewarding him for the wonderful thing he did to me on the dance floor.
I didn't even thank the annoying bartender as I left, giving Carlin back her ID. I sat in Edwards lap, my back towards everyone else. I licked his lips, kissing him again.
"You're too sexy for your own good, Bella," Edward said.
"Look who's talking."
"Since it was already one thirty, Edward and I took a cab back to the hotel room. Not even through the door of the hotel room, we were ripping each other's clothes off.
Believe me, it was a night that I was definitely never going to forget.
Alright, alright, who's the bomb? I think you'd agree with me when I say EDWARD. I think that was completely sexy, not that I would do it. But what ev. Review, please. Oh, correction to my author's note last chapter. Bella was listening to There For You by Flyleaf. If you cared to know.
Esie.