well dears in thanks to all the love you guys gave my kids last week I'm posting a bit earlier than usual...

to my dear friend and faithful reader nmydreamz thank u sweets for the noms on the tomato soup awards. you made my day hun and brought a cheesin grin to my face that just wont go away ... thank u hun..

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okay so now on with the show...

Chapter 7 Bella's Pov

U and ur hand by Pink

Toxic by Britney Spears

Buttons by Pussy Cat Dolls

At 7:00 am the infernal sound of my alarms goes off, signaling the start of a new day. Smacking my hand on the demonic machine, I stretch and feel a certain tightness in my upper thighs and last night's activities come flooding back to me. Everything just hits me at once. The dominance he has over my body and my bodies unwillingness to stop him. I swear my hoo-ha was against me in the way he demanded and she bowed down and complied.

As I lay here I can't help but think back to how our innocent conversation turned sexual. It was never my intent to allow him any dominance over me or gain any confidence in his ability to make me a puddle of goo. But his voice and commands made me forget everything I stand for and just let go for once and... just feel.

Never have I been so out of control. I've always been the queen of the playground so to speak, what i say goes, I am the master of all around me. Everyone knows to play by my rules in this playground or they are kicked off the merry-go-round. it's just how I roll.

But this man has just flipped everything in me, and I'm afraid of what this means. Because in all honesty he scares me. I push back all thoughts of him from my mind. I'm just not ready to dig into this new found feeling that has been making it almost impossible for me function, I need to put on some big girl panties and just...start my day. I need to get a handle on myself and him, what happened yesterday cannot and will not happen again.

With my new found determination I quickly head to the bathroom, use the facilities and brush my teeth. I know exactly what I need to clear my head and get back in the game. With a new game plan in place, I go back to my room and head straight to my drawers, pick out a sports bra and a pair of sweats and begin to get dressed. I put my hair up into a messy bun, lace up my Nikes and grab my iPod on the way out.

I've always started my day off with a two mile run. I do my best thinking as my sneakers hit the pavement or sand in this case. Living so close to the beach really does have advantages. There's not a soul in sight at the moment and since my building is just steps from the water, I don't have to go far to start.

Linkin Park is blaring through my head phones and I let the intensity of Faint run through me and push me harder. Running has always been my therapy, my way of dissecting everything that's going on and making decisions on how to proceed.

This man has unnerved me and in a way knocked me down a peg or two. That's the one thing that no matter how I look at it, just doesn't sit well with me. I pride myself on always keeping a level head and getting the opponent to throw his white flag up in surrender. Especially with all the douches I work with and those on my list of targets. So why is he so different?

That question plagues my mind for the next mile and a half and so far I've got nothing, not a damn thing. Nothing that will give me a sense of satisfaction as to why he's made his way under my skin and into my heart so quickly. It's almost as if I've known him forever.

I decide to kick him out of my thoughts because truly, I'm so getting nowhere and just enjoy the rest of my run. I let the voices of Chester and Mike from Linking Park carry me over the rest of the way. Finally making it back to my apartment, I decide I need some serious caffeine in me and head over to the Starbuck's a couple of blocks down.

As I round the corner and look for the ten I stored in my pockets I'm brought to a total stop. If it wasn't for the fact that sweat is dripping down my back and some old dude passing by called me a hot piece of ass in Spanish I would swear I was dreaming. Because my bad boy, the man I've been trying to make sense of, was standing in front of me holding what looked like a frozen frappe' in one hand and some black coffee in the other.

He was smug about my shock and his smirk was on full display for all to see. I think I stood there gaping like a fish for ten minutes before I snapped out of it and glared at the fucker. How dare he show up here and buy me coffee, OH HELL NO! Please tell me this fool didn't buy me one of those frozen shits. I'm going to kill him before I even have a chance to fuck him. My blood is now boiling and my body is hot and flustered. If I don't kill him, they'll put me away in the Looney bin for sure with how hot and cold and horny I'm being.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I sneered at him. Yep I'm going with the pissed off hot woman right now.

"Well princessa," he said with a small chuckle at my flustered state, "I was in the neighborhood and decided that I wanted a coffee. And then I decided, why not buy one of these frozen shits and see who I could give it to. It's my good deed for the day"

He's so full of shit, but let's play his game, and let's see where this goes.

I cross my arms over my chest and push my breasts together. Immediately his eyes were on my girls and of course the fuckers decided to pucker at his attention. Two words come to mind as he stares them and starts to salivate and that's BLUE BALLS. Oh yeah! Let the games begin, lets see who is hurting and in desperate need of release when I'm through with him.

He eyes slowly leave my girls to travel all the way down and back up again. He sees my bare midsection and the swell of my hips pronounced in these pants. He again follows the path back up and stares for a beat longer at my breasts before his smirk becomes a grimace.

"Where's your shirt?" He asks rather rudely.

I reply with a shrug and an air of nonchalance. "At home with the rest of my shit."

He turns about six different shades all between red and blue at my answer. Before I could stop myself, my laughter just bubbles to the surface and had me doubled over, wiping my eyes of stray tears that have fallen.

"I'm so glad I amuse you. Even though there isn't an iota of humor in this. What the fuck were you thinking going around flashing what's mine?" he yelled at me.

My laughter immediately died in my throat and the red haze that always comes with my ire made me stand straight and square off.

I stood there looking at this fool, ready to junk punch him and give him a swift ass kicking to follow, but before I had my chance I was being dragged behind the Starbuck's and slammed into a wall.

I have never been manhandled in all my years in this business. Never have I been pushed up against a wall with someone towering over me and breathing harshly, looking for all intensive purposes like he could kill me, and fuck me if I'm not drenched.

I just want him to rip off my clothes and fuck me like the wild beast he is portraying at the moment. I would never admit this to this man, but I want him to possess every inch of me. My body yearns for his touch, plain and simple I need him… But i could never, ever show it.

"Not so tough now baby?" he goads me waiting, for me to fight him off. He slowly runs his hands down my arms and then places them on my waist pulling me forward until we are touching. "What happened to all that sass you had for me back there huh? Maybe you shouldn't be playing with the big boys if you can't really hang?"

Something in me snaps at that moment. His words fall over me like a bucket of cold water and before he can react, I have him on his back on the dirty floor and I'm straddling his stomach with my knees holding his arms down on both sides. He is so caught off guard that the only thing he can do at the moment was stop and just…stare.

"What's wrong bad boy? Caught off guard by the little brunette and can't get up?" I tease.

He growls at me for assuming him weak and tries to buck me off. But one thing he doesn't know is I can ride like nobody's business. I center my weight and make sure that with every buck I pushed back and tightened my hold on his midsection and arms with my legs. Not only does this annoy him beyond belief but also makes him severely aroused. After the third buck he catches sight of my hips rolling with his movements to keeps him in place and after that he only kept on with his movements so I will keep up with mine.

His eyes never leave my body; mine were constantly watching as he would bite and lick his lips at the sight of my breast bouncing, with each roll of my hips. He never stops and I never complain. I want him needing me and desiring my body almost to the point of pain.

After what seems like hours but was at the most five minutes, I grab his hair and pull hard, forcing his eyes to my face and away from my breasts.

"Listen to me because I'm only saying this once. Don't get cocky with me; because just like I knocked you on your ass once next time I won't be so nice. I let you pull me back here. Don't ever think that was all you and if anyone here can't hang I do believe I proved it was you, not me. Now since I have your attention, let me make something clear. I belong to no one but me, and if anyone is going to be the owner of the other it's going to be me… owning you!"

I started to get up and was pulled back down and flipped on my stomach to face the ground. His breath on my ear is hot and he lays his entire body over mine, covering me like a blanket. He moans at the contact and whispers harshly in my ear…

"Seems we have a problem then because just like you, I am an alpha, I don't play second to any one, not even you… Now we could do this the easy way but that wouldn't be any fun, now would it?" He grinds his hips into my backside and his very hard cock pushes itself into my ass.

"Get the fuck off me before I leave you without a dick to play with!" I growled at him, but on the inside I was whimpering like a bitch in heat. I feel my arousal soak through my panties; my ass is slowly grinding back into him, soliciting a hiss from behind his clenched teeth.

"Not a chance in hell baby. You feel too motherfucking good pressed up against my cock." He keeps his body over mine. His fingers move my hair out of his way as he leaves open mouth kisses all along my neck. A moan escapes my lips before I can stop it, at this he chuckles and gets up leaving me on the ground.

I know he is trying to teach me a lesson, but today is going to be his first. After a few seconds of pep talking myself into what I am about to do, I turn around on my back and stared deeply into his eyes.

Ever so slowly I run my hands from my neck to my chest and firmly grabbed my breasts in my hand and gave a good squeeze. His eyes bugged out of his head and when he sees me pinch my nipples and arch my back he whispers an "Oh Fuck." I drag one hand down my stomach, never taking my gaze off of him and play with the edge of my pants.

His breathing becomes harsh, his eyes turned jet black, filled with nothing but pure lust. My hand goes under the band of my pants and directly finds purchase on my swollen clit. My moans are getting louder as I make slow circles directly on my throbbing nub. He looks like a caged animal about to bust out of his confinement and attack and devour his prey.

I insert a single finger between my moist lips and parted them. Sliding a finger in, my hips buck and automatically I feel my walls spasm. But I must rein myself in, this isn't about getting off, it's about showing who owns who, and at this moment I hold the power.

With that reminder, I slowly withdraw my finger making sure to not lose the coat of wetness that my pussy provided and stand up.

He follows my movement with his eyes as I walk towards him and stand right in front, he reaches for me, but I'm quicker than him this time. He looks hurt by my actions but I have a mission to complete and a lesson to teach.

Looking at him from beneath my lashes I whisper, "Don't move"

He looks confused by my actions but complies and waits for my next move. Slowly I rise up on my toes and hold my finger to his lips. He snakes his tongue out, thinking he's about to get a taste.

Tapping it once on his tongue, I take advantage of his savoring of my taste to spread my juices over his lips. His eyes snap open and meet mine with an intense stare, but he's too stunned by my actions and doesn't move a muscle.

I smirk back and only say two words as I walk away… "Check Mate"

okay so what do u think... my girl is just to head strong to back down and she will always come back and proves her point... i hope he got the message and his thoughts will be revealed next.. this i promise...

also i wanted to say something before we go this story isnt just about sex or their attraction alot will come into play soon... trust me these two will have one hell of a ride together with all i have planned...

love you all please leave me ur thoughts...