A/N: Hi! I'm glad you're all back for chapter 5 of my little story. As I promised you, this chapter is going to be hot.
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Before I'll let you get to the actual chapter, I want to thank my betas AnthroBug and babykay18 from Project Team Beta. They made this chapter so much better. Due to the fact that I changed a few things around in the last minute, there might be a few errors. So every mistake you find is mine only. I also want to thank my pre-reader VampGirl79 for her continuing support.
So now, here's a little smut for you.
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Chapter 5 – Your place or mine?
Friday didn't come fast enough for my taste. While at night he hadn't ceased to star in my dreams, during the day, I tried my best to keep my mind off Edward Cullen. I worked a little more than necessary at my studio, cleaned my apartment — although it had already been spotless before — and I cleaned out my wardrobe. It was all to no avail. Friday night still didn't arrive fast enough.
I wanted to see Edward. My body was aching for the way only he had ever touched me. Although I couldn't wait to see him again, and I wanted him like I'd never wanted any other man before, I needed to make it clear to him that we were not dating. We were becoming friends, but there was nothing remotely romantic between us. At least, that was the way I intended it to be.
When it was finally time to get dressed, I stood in front of my open closet, wondering what to wear. I had already put on a black lace bra with the matching thong. After trying on almost half of my wardrobe, I finally settled on a black leather miniskirt, combined with an oversized black t-shirt with a wide neckline, which fell to the side, exposing my shoulder. Tugging the shirt into the skirt, I went to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, I loosely pinned up my hair and put on a bit of make up. I knew good make-up could work miracles, but I didn't like painting my face. So I went with a light foundation, a little bit of natural looking eye-shadow, a little kohl, and mascara. To finish, I put on a rosy lip gloss, and I was good to go.
When my phone rang, I knew Alice and Jasper were waiting for me downstairs. On the way to the door, I slipped into my favorite black stilettos, which Alice called my "fuck-me-heels", grabbed my coat and purse, and was out the door.
"Hey, Bella. I hope you're up for a night on the town. I'm not planning on going home before dawn," Alice greeted me as I sat down in the backseat of Jasper's BMW.
"Hi, guys. A night on the town is exactly what I need today. Let's go."
When we arrived at the club, there was a long line in front of the entrance. After Jasper handed the key to his car to the valet, we walked straight to the doorman. We were allowed inside immediately. Jasper had handled the promotion for the club, so he had our names put on the guest list. After checking our coats, we entered the big room with a long bar and giant dance floor. It was quite dark inside, though spotlights danced around, illuminating the room just enough.
The club was very stylish and the number one address in Seattle right now. After admiring the design, we headed for the bar.
"What can I do for you, ladies?" the bartender asked, winking at Alice. Jasper had been held up by a client somewhere on the way through the crowd.
"Two martinis, please," she replied curtly, smiling politely at the man in the white shirt and black vest.
While we were waiting for our drinks, I tried to take an inconspicuous look around the room, searching for a certain man with disheveled bronze hair. The feeling of disappointment at his apparent absence put a damper on my mood. I had to remind myself that this was neither a date, nor had he actually said he'd be here.
"Don't worry. He'll come. I'm sure," Alice shouted into my ear. It was too loud in there for a normal conversation.
"What are you talking about? I'm not waiting for anyone," I answered nonchalantly.
Before Alice could disagree, the bartender placed the martinis in front of us. With our drinks in hand, we turned to watch the dance floor. The music was loud, and the beat went straight to my stomach. We sipped our drinks in silence, swinging slightly to the rhythm. Although it was only 10 p.m., the club was packed with people.
"I have to go find Jasper. Do you want to come along, or do you want to wait here?" Alice asked when she had finished her martini.
I looked down at the empty glass in my hand. "No, I'll wait. I need another one of these to get in the mood."
"Okay, see you later, then." With those words, she was gone to look for her boyfriend.
I turned to face the bar, waiting to order another drink. A few minutes later, still trying to get the barkeepers attention, I shuddered with excitement, feeling warm lips planting a kiss on my bare shoulder. "Hello, beautiful," a velvety voice that made my insides flutter, breathed against my ear.
Whirling around, I was greeted by a pair of bright green eyes and a breathtakingly crooked smile.
"Hi," was all I could manage to say.
Edward's face came very close to mine so he could whisper or, considering the noise, rather scream into my ear. "Did you already order?" I shook my head in response. "What do you want to drink?" I turned my head slightly to reach his ear with my mouth before I said, "Martini."
He waved at the bartender, and when he came over to us, Edward placed his order. "Martini for the lady and a beer for me, please."
As the guy walked away, Edward turned to face me again. "You're alone? Where are Jazz and Alice?" he asked, smiling at me.
"Jazz ran into a client, and Alice went to rescue him."
"So, I have you all to myself, then?" The pleased expression on his face made me forget the few hundred people around us. I was feeling sparks flying through the air.
"Well, at least for now. It's just you, me, and this room full of strangers." That second, someone bumped into me, and I was pushed against Edward's chest. As I was about to lose my balance, he wrapped his arms around me and held me close to keep me from falling.
"Are you alright? If not, that drunken jerk will pay for it." He looked down at me with concern in his eyes as I felt my body melt in his tight embrace.
"No, I'm okay. It's just that my balance is not the best in these stupid heels." I took a whiff of his delicious scent, and for a second, closed my eyes to fully savor it.
"I like the heels." I noticed his gaze move from my face down to my feet and back up again. His eyes lingered first on my thighs, then on my breasts for a short second, before they met mine again. "And the rest or your outfit, for that matter. I'm happy to be of service whenever your balance becomes an issue."
Once again, I felt his eyes undress me, and I wished we were alone so his hands could do what his eyes were trying to.
"So, can I let go of you now? Or will you collapse?" His eyes were sparkling mischievously.
Annoyed by the assumption that I might be clumsy, I pushed him away. "No, I'm fine on my own."
Edward chuckled when I turned away from him and smiled invitingly at the bartender, who set the beer and the martini in front of us.
"Cheers!" Edward clinked his bottle to my glass before he lifted it to his lips and downed half the bottle in one go.
Needing the alcohol to recover from the uproar Edward's touch had caused in me, I took three big gulps before I set the glass on the counter again.
"Hi, Edward. You came. That's great." Alice appeared behind us, dragging Jasper along with her. "See, I told you so," she said to me more quietly. I tried to elbow her in the ribs as inconspicuously as possible to make her shut up.
"Hey, man. Good to see you," Jasper shouted, hitting Edward on the shoulder. "I know Chicago has more nightlife than Seattle, but I hope you'll enjoy what Seattle has to offer."
Looking at me, he answered, "Seattle certainly has attractions Chicago can't hold a candle to."
We had a few rounds and laughed a lot, when the music changed, and Alice started to jump up and down. "Bella, I love this song. You have to dance with me." Without waiting for a sign of consent, she pulled me away from the guys to the center of the dance floor.
As we started to move to the sweeping beat, I realized that I was feeling a little lightheaded. After all, I'd had at least five martinis and two tequila shots. I gave in to the vibe and moved my hips, waving my arms over my head.
When a new song began, Jasper appeared behind Alice, and the instant she saw him, she turned to throw her arms around his neck. A minute later they were lost in the crowd.
Disappointed to be left alone in the middle of the dance floor, I was about to turn around and go to have another drink, when two strong arms wrapped around me, and a warm body was pressed against my back. I didn't have to turn around to know who was dancing with me. The sexual tension was unmistakable, and Edward's intoxicating scent was surrounding me.
His blazing lips trailed along my neck as our hips started to move in unison. "Do you have any idea how sexy you are when you're dancing?" He bit my earlobe before he continued. "And that wicked little skirt of yours has been driving me insane all night." After pulling me close to make me feel his body's response to my inviting outfit, he put his hands on my hips and turned me around to face him.
His eyes were clouded with lust when he pulled me close again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he bent down to kiss me. Without wasting any time, our mouths opened and our ravenous tongues found each other.
Our hips still moved to the beat when Edward's hands grabbed my butt and pulled me hard against his erection. Totally turned on by his arousal, I moaned into his mouth.
No one seemed to be concerned that we were shamelessly making out in the middle of a crowded club. Our mouths were devouring one another, while our hands were groping each other's body. I didn't know how long we had been grinding against each other, but when my entrance was throbbing and my hard nipples were aching to be touched, it became too much. Edward seemed to feel it too, when he pulled away from my fevered lips and groaned into my ear. "Your place or mine?"
"I live ten minutes from here," I choked out as he kissed my throat.
"Then my place it is. If we take a taxi, we'll be there in five." His tongue captured mine one more time, before he turned me away from him and shoved me through the crowd toward the exit.
"We have to say goodbye to Alice and Jazz," I said as his fingers were tapping impatiently on the counter of the checkroom, while we were waiting for the attendant to get our coats.
"I'm quite sure they'll know where we are," he answered, helping me into my jacket.
We took a taxi that stood waiting in front of the club, and as soon as Edward had told the driver his address, he turned to me again, kissing my lips fervently. His left hand that had been resting on my knee began to travel upward until his fingers reached my thong. I felt him smile against my lips when he found the pool of wetness between my thighs.
Pushing the lace aside, his eager fingers started to stroke up and down my folds. I struggled to suppress the moans that threatened to escape my throat.
"Wait until we're alone. I promise I'll coax the most exquisite noises out of you." He chuckled quietly while his lips caressed my ear. I quivered at the prospect of what Edward would do to me.
It really only took five minutes until the car stopped in front of a modern, expensive-looking apartment building. Edward paid the driver generously before he took my hand and pulled me with him, past the doorman he only nodded at, and into the one elevator that was waiting with open doors.
As soon as the doors closed, we were all over each other once more, tongues dancing, and Edward's hands were under my skirt, grabbing my bare cheeks. I couldn't wait to feel his skin on mine again. When the elevator had reached the right floor, the doors opened, and we stumbled down the hall to his door, unwilling to break our wild lip-lock.
In his apartment, he quickly urged me into the bedroom where we climbed onto his bed together. As I lay down on my back, his lips suddenly broke away from mine, when his hands impatiently pushed my skirt up around my waist. A second later, he yanked my thong down, leaving my legs and loins exposed. He pushed my knees apart forcefully before his tongue attacked my throbbing nub.
"Uhhh" I moaned out in pleasure, surprised by the sudden strike. I had no idea what he was doing differently from any other man I had been with, but unlike anyone else, his touch set my whole being on fire.
His skillful tongue circled my pearl, his mouth sucked it in, as I was feeling increasingly lightheaded. Just like he had promised on the ride here, I was unable to hold back my loud moans of ecstasy. My right hand grabbed Edward's hair, pulling him impossibly closer, while my left hand was holding onto the sheet. Very soon, my excitement reached the boiling point, and I panted frantically, my toes curling, as orgasmic waves washed over my shivering body.
But instead of being pleased with himself and moving on to some other part of me, Edward didn't stop his ministrations. Post climax, my clit was extremely sensitive, and I tried to squirm out of his continuing assault. But he wouldn't let me. Very determinedly, he went on enticing my pulsating bud to send jolt after jolt of pleasure through my body. Only moments later, I reached another climax, moaning even louder than the time before.
Still, he didn't let go of me. My head was spinning like crazy, and my breathing was all over the place. Edward was making good on his promise, as I felt my throat fill with noises I wasn't even able to hear coming out in my state of unbearable arousal.
"Edward, please, I can't," I whimpered. I was feeling drained, unable to handle another orgasm when he demanded, "You can. Come on, just once more."
His words turned me on a lot, and he seemed to double his efforts once more, so that moments later, my back arched up, my hands frantically pulling his hair, and I cried out in the most overwhelming orgasm.
This time he stopped, kissing my bud one last time, before he slowly and with pleasure started to finally undress me. In the process, his lips, tongue, and hands paid attention to every inch of my exposed skin. I was lying there, unable to move, gazing in wonder at the beautiful man who seemed to know exactly which of my buttons to push to get the reaction he was after.
When he was done stripping me of my clothes, he undressed himself before coming back to me, pressing his lips to mine in an almost tender gesture. As his blazing tongue moved along my bottom lip, I opened my mouth, willingly letting him in to be met by my own greedy tongue.
I noticed Edward reaching for the nightstand, opening the drawer and grabbing a condom. He pulled his lips away from mine, just long enough to put the condom on. Then he kissed me again, more demanding than before, as he slid his hard length inside me. Our linked mouths muffled our collective moan of arousal.
He moved inside me deeply and forcefully but not in a rush. He took his time, having his way with me, and I was putty in his hands. My body responded in the most incredible ways to every kiss, touch, and thrust.
After a few minutes, I felt stronger again. I pushed against Edward's chest, and without breaking our searing kiss, he rolled onto his back, keeping me sitting on him with straddled legs. I detached my lips from his, sat up and started moving my hips back and forth. Edward moaned with pleasure, a smile showing on his lips.
The way his hardness rubbed my walls without really moving in or out, caused a wonderful sensation, and I had to close my eyes to fully savor it.
Then Edward put his thumb in his mouth and placed the finger between my thighs, once again rubbing my swollen bundle of nerves. I moved my hips a few more times, before a sudden burst of fireworks shook my body. I screamed out as I came hard and fast. I felt the muscles of my sex gripping Edward's cock, making him follow suit. "Oh, Bella, fuck, oh fuck." He moaned breathlessly as he came, wildly thrusting upward into me.
When his movements died down, I collapsed on top of him, giggling hysterically, and he was laughing with me. His strong arms held me close to him as we both waited for our erratic breathing to calm down.
"Did I promise you too much?" Edward asked me, smugness clearly audible in his voice.
"No. This was a lot more than I expected." I kissed his lips softly before burying my face in his chest. I had never felt as good as I was feeling right then with Edward's arms around me.
"I think, I should — " I started, after a while, but he didn't let me finish.
"No, you should stay where you are. If you want to, I'll drive you home in the morning." Unwilling to put up with any objection, he pulled the blanket over the two of us and started stroking my back in a very soothing way. When he began to hum a sweet tune, the exertions of the last hour took their toll, and I quickly fell asleep.
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A/N: So, is it hot in here or what? I hope you enjoyed Edward and Bella's evening. They obviously did. Well, what's next? We're going to learn a little bit about Edward's past.
… "I think you have a right to know. You're not the other woman. I don't cheat." …
Did that pique your interest? I hope so, because I want to meet all of you next Tuesday for chapter 6. Until then, let me hear your thoughts on the night on the town. CU