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This chapter is un-beta'd, so all mistakes are mine.
Stephanie Meyer owns all of Twilight.
EPOV
Yeah, not my favorite song, and I am sure I lost my man card for a short while as I sang that fucking One Direction song in her in her ear, but I know she loves it. I was about to earn my man card back as we made our way back to my office.
I barely got her in through the door before I spun her around and pinned her to it. I had her arms pinned above her head, as I reached my arm behind her and locked the door, while my mouth claimed hers. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and massaged hers. Her moans, captured with my mouth made my cock that much harder. I ground myself into her as she hoisted her legs around my waist.
I ran my hands up her legs, to her thigh, making my way to up. "Fuck!" I moaned into her mouth. "Why did you have to wear shorts tonight!"
She giggled. "Oh Miss Swan, there will be no giggling!" I tell her, unwrapping her legs from around me. I set her down and moved us towards the couch. "Stand right there, and don't move!" I say, as I began to undress myself. Taking off my cuff links, then sliding my shirt off. Unbuckling my belt while toeing off my shoes. Unbuttoning my pants and letting them fall to the floor. I see her begin to rub her legs together, I can only imagine how fucking wet she is for me. Sitting down on the couch I pull off my socks, then stand once more to slide my boxers off. I palm my cock, and begin stroking it.
"Take your cloths off...now!" I order her. She begins my untieing her vest and tossing it onto the near by chair. Next to go is her cami top, revealing a black strapless bra, which she unhooks in the front and tosses to the side. She take her hands and begins to play with her breasts. Rubbing her nipples, pinching them. I rub my cock as I back up to sit on the couch to enjoy the show. She slides her shorts down her legs and takes them off, kicking them to the side. She is left standing in a black thong, and her boots. She turns around to show me the back, where there is a small bow right where the two strings meet in the middle. She hooks her thumbs in the side of her panties and pulls them down, bending to give me a perfect view of her pink, very wet pussy. I groan, and grip my cock tighter. She stands up and puts her foots up on the arms of the chair and reaches to unzip her boots. "Leave the boots on, and get yourself over here, right now."
She makes her way over to me. She leans down and kisses me, I roughly pull her to me, pulling her down onto my lap. I feel the tip of my cock meet her wetness, but I am not ready for that yet. I pull away from her and grab her by the waist and lifting her and fliping her so that her knees are resting on the back edge of the couch and her beautiful pussy is right in front of my face. I waste no time in plunging my face into her. I lap at her clit, making her jump and hiss. "Fuck! Oh fuck, Edward!" She moans, as I glide my tongue down, down, down and dip into her pussy. I twirl my tongue, and lick back up to her clit, where I take the tip of my tongue and circle it.
She begins to grind her pussy onto my face. She leans down, placing her hands on my legs and I feel her tongue on my cock. "Fucking hell! Yes!" I groan into her pussy. As if we are thinking the same thing as I suck her clit into my mouth, she sucks my cock into hers while we moan into each other as we pleasure each other.
We lick and suck, and moan, and occasionally cry out. I am not going to last much longer as I feel her take my balls into her hand and begin gently tugging them, and massaging them. I slide my hand up her outer thigh and bring my hand to her ass. I begin rubbing, and grabbing, as she grinds into me. I raise my hand and bring it down with a loud TWACK! Earning me a loud groan from Bella. I rub over where I just spanked her. Then TWACK! I spank her again. As I spank her a third time, she comes undone on my face and lap every bit up.
In the process of her coming down from her orgasm, she tugs at my balls and slightly bares her teeth along my cock, then take a deep breath and takes me all the way to the back of her throat with a moan. "FUCK! YES!" I cry out as I begin to cum in her mouth, thrusting up with each spurt.
She pulls off of my cock and I gently move her down and sit her in my lap. I gently massage her legs, working out any cramps she may have had in the position she was in, as she lays her head on my chest.
"Holy hell Mr. Cullen!"
"Oh yes, Miss Swan, holy hell indeed!"
"If I would have known that One Direction had that type of affect on you..." She trails off with a giggle.
I laugh and roll my eyes. "Trust me, it wasn't that damn boy band. I am pretty sure it was you in those shorts and these fuck me boots!"
"According to the rack tags, we have to return them tomorrow."
"Fuck that! I am buying them!" I laugh.
After a bit of making out, we decide to get cleaned up, and brush our teeth in my bathroom. Once dressed we make our way back out to the club.
When we get back to the VIP section only Jasper and Alice, and Peter and Erik were in the lounge area. "Where is every one else?" Bella asked Peter.
"Dancing. Rose and Emmett took off. Emmett was excited about having a baby free house for the night! Where were you missy?" Peter asks, nudging Bella. Her beautiful blush flooded her face.
While Jasper, Peter and I chatted about business at the club, Bella, Erik and Alice make their way to the VIP bar to order a drink, while talking and laughing. Every once in a while Bella would look over and me and smile. I thought to myself that it was nice to just sit back and relax for a few hours. But of course, that can never happen.
"Edward. There's a guy sitting down at the bar who has been staring up here for the last fifteen minutes. I've noticed him walking around the dance floor when we were dancing too." Peter tells me.
"To the right or the the left?" I ask.
"Over your left."
I stand, taking my drink and make my way over to the balcony, looking down, and scanning my eyes across the dance floor. My eyes land on Sam, and I wink at him, the sign that I need him to call my cell. My eyes drift over to where Peter was telling me this guy was sitting. I notice him. He is staring up here. Bella makes her way over to me, as does Peter, who intercepts her. They begin dancing near me so that I can talk to Peter with out alarming our stalker.
"I see him."
"Do you want me to get Bella out of here?" He asks me.
Just then my phone rings. I answer it, knowing that it is Sam. "We have a guest sitting at the downstairs bar, black pants, purple dress shirt. He sees something he likes up here. Get Jacob and pick him up. Take him to the special room in the back." I say, then hanging up.
"Keep dancing, act like it is nothing. Sam is taking him to the back room. When I get the call from Sam, you will be coming with me."
Peter just nods. After about ten minutes, Sam calls to let me know that they have him secured in the back room. "Jasper!" He stands up and walks over to us. "Peter and I need to make a run to the back room. I need you to stay up here. Make it look like nothing is wrong. Stay with Bella and Alice. I will call Felix back up here."
"No problem." Jasper replies.
"Let's see what you got." I say looking at Peter. He just nods, giving Bella's hand a squeeze. I look to Bella, "Have another drink, relax, everything is fine. I wouldn't be leaving you if it wasn't. I just need to get some information he may have." I reassure her.
She smiles at me, "Be careful." Then she gives me a soft kiss on the lips. She turns and makes her way back to Alice and Erik at the table.
Peter and I make our way down the stairs while I call Felix to make his way back to the VIP area.
We make our way to the lower levels of the club, where we keep most of our stock. Tucked way back in is a special room that we keep just in case of events like this. I stop before we go into the room. "This isn't a test, but I do need to see what you are made of. What you can do. What we are when we are in the room stays in this room. No emotions. We get answers and make him tell us by any means necessary." He just nods to me.
I open the door and Sam and Jacob have him tied at the hands by a rope hanging from the rafters, so that his feet are just touching the floor. I cross to the table, and begin taking off my jacket. I begin the task of taking off my cuff links again, but this time, rolling up my sleeves. I grab a pair of brass knuckles and toss them to Peter, who has taken off his jacket, leaving him in just his black t-shirt. I pull out the chair that is sitting at the table and sit down, as Peter slides on the nucks. "You seemed awfully interested in the VIP section tonight. Tell me, who are you working for?" I ask the man.
"Fuck you!" He hisses out. I nod to Peter who punches him right in the ribs, causing the man to cry out. I don't think he broke a rib yet, but there is still time.
"Let's try that again. Who do you work for?"
The man just hangs there, with a stupid smirk on his face. So, I give Peter a nod again. This time Peter punches him in the same spot, along with a gut shot from the front and another rib shot to his other side.
I'll give it to Peter, he hasn't flinched once, or second guesses what he was doing. By now, the man is coughing, trying to catch the breath the Peter knocked out of him.
"Are you ready to talk to me now?" I ask him.
"Fuck you Cullen!" The man spits out.
This time I nod to Jacob, who sets forward and begins to punch the guy in his face.
"What is it going to take to get you to talk, huh motherfucker?" I ask him, standing and crossing to the other side of the room. I pick up a baseball bat that is propped up in the corner.
"Peter, did your dad ever teach you how to place baseball?" I ask him, making my way back to the hanging man.
"Yes he did Boss."
"My dad did too. I never really had time for little league though. It's a shame, I really enjoy the sport." I say, standing in front of the man, positioning myself to take a swing with the baseball bat. I let the bat swing and connect with his left knee.
I toss the bat to Peter. "I swing the other way?" Peter says, causing me to laugh. Peter lines up and takes a swing connecting with the mans other knee. "Alright! Alright! Alec and Aro sent me!" He gives up. I was supposed to...ahhh fuck! I was supposed to keep an eye on your girlfriend. If she separated from the group I was supposed to call in back up and snatch her."
"Motherfuckers!" I yell out. "Who and where is your back up?" I ask.
"Outside the club, waiting for the call."
"In a van? In a SUV...WHAT?" I yell, punching him in his gut again.
"In a white catering van."
"How many?"
"Two others."
I pull my phone out and call Jasper. When he pick up I say, "Is Bella OK?"
"Yeah. She, Alice and Erik are talking about costumes. Felix is up here too. Why?"
"You, Alice, and Erik take her to my office. Stay there until I come and get you."
"You go it."
"Send me a text to let me know you are in the office, and lock the door." I say before hanging up.
When I get off the phone with Jasper I call Stefan and tell him the description of the van and to take Felix, Seth to take care of the, and to bring the van to the back door.
I look to Peter and look at the gun that is resting in his shoulder holster. "End it."
He nods at me, handing me the bat. He reaches and draws out his nine. Cocks it and points it at the mans head and pulls the trigger. The man instantly goes limp, as Peters bullet hits him right between the eyes.
"Nice shot!" I tell him. I take his gun from him and hand it to Sam. "Get rid of it." Peter picks up his jacket as I grab mine. "Clean up. Stefan and Felix will be bringing the van around to the back door. Load him in and dump the three of them." I say, then Peter and I make our way out the door.
As we are walking down the hall way, out into the storage area I keep stealing glances at Peter. "You alright man?" I ask him.
"I just...I need..." He trails off as he drops his jacket and runs for a near by trash can and vomits.
I pick up his jacket and just stand back and let him purge it out. After about five minutes, he walks back over to me. "Sorry about that."
"No worries man. The first time I iced someone, I threw up for ten minutes straight!" I laugh. "You did good in there. You put on your mask, did you what you had to do. Now, three men who were after Bella are gone. Plus, you made your bones. I'm proud of you."
He just nods as we continue walking. "I know I don't need to say this, but not a word to Bella, or Erik."
"Of course. Wait...why would I tell Erik?"
"I figured you two..."
"God, your as bad as Bella!" He laughs.
"Whatever...mean, I am sure he will be sharing your room again tonight." I say, cocking my eye brow at him. "But I am sure you are just going to be just talking about the show."
He cocks his eye brow at me now. "Just like you were talking about business in your office with Bella?"
"Touche, motherfucker, touche!" I say as we make it to the office door, content to get my girl and dance to a few more songs before heading home to fuck her senseless in those boots.
Eh...eh...! A Lemon and a little mafia action! A nice way to end a week right? Let me know what you think. I will see you all on Monday. Leave me some love and let me know what you think.