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**Chapter 7**

My palms started sweating a little bit and my heartbeat skipped a beat as I stepped out of the car. Quickly I wiped my hands on the sleeves of my shirt and turned to Ali.

"I can't believe I agreed to this." I whispered nervously.

She twisted a wisp of my hair around her dainty fingers and pulled me closer to her. Then she planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

"You don't have to be afraid. I'll protect you."

"From what?" I asked her, my voice trembling slightly.

She chuckled and took my hand in hers to squeeze it gently.

"In case someone starts hitting on you or anything."

I rolled my eyes at that. As if such a thing would ever happen…

"Let's go." I mumbled while I held on to her hand as if it was a life belt.

Inside the club everything was dimmed into warm orange light that made my skin look two shades darker. Low music was playing in the background while several pairs of men tried to dry hump each other on the small dance floor.

For a week day it was surprisingly crowed and the air was sticky. I inhaled deeply through my nose as she leaded me through the club.

"Cullen!"

Simultaneously we turned around to face a pair of pitch-black eyes that belonged to a young man with a short ash blond ponytail. A ginger-haired beauty, which was wearing something that was supposed to be a skirt had her perfectly, manicured hand on his broad shoulder.

I felt Ali stiffen next to me. Did she know them?

"Hello Ali," he greeted her with a husky voice and licked his lips.

"Hi James," she mumbled while she grabbed my hand so tightly that it was almost painful.

"Don't you want to introduce us to your new frie-nd?" the red-head asked her, making the last word two syllables.

Ali cleared her throat before she spoke up again.

"Bella this is James and his girlfriend…,"

"Wife,"

"Fine, his wife Victoria…"

"It's always nice to meet Ali's friends." James told me and shook my hand for a moment.

I wondered what a heterosexual couple would do in a club like this. Somehow Ali didn't really seem to like them very much.

"We didn't know that you were back from Paris."

"Hmm,"

"I really like your new haircut…it's sexy."

Victoria reached her hand out to stroke over the spikey, dark curls.

"Thanks." Ali mumbled while she took a step backwards.

"Vic and I have a new house. You should totally come and see it. The tube is big enough…,"

"James," She warned him.

"Oh come on, Cullen. Don't be such a prude. When will you finally agree to spend a night with us?"

"When the fire of hell freezes to ice,"

"Too bad," Victoria stated, running her fingers through the flames of her curly hair.

"Maybe Bella would be up for a little threesome fun?"

I cringed slightly while I desperately hoped that the light inside here would cover my embarrassed blushing.

"James! Victoria! Stop molesting my guests."

A tall raven-haired woman with olive colored skin told them cheerfully and wrapped an arm around Ali's shoulder. Silently I followed them over to the bar where I sat down on a chair that squeaked underneath me.

"Hello Ali. It's so good to see you again."

Then she turned to me.

"My name is Maria Ramirez; I'm the owner of this Gomorrah."

"Hi Maria, I'm Bella Cullen."

"Cullen?"

An irritated look flashed over her face before her lips twitched into a sheepish grin.

"Ali…you didn't."

"No!" She stumbled out, instantly letting go of my hand.

"She's my brother's wife, not mine." Somehow there was a sad hint in her bell voice that sent an unpleasant feeling deep down my stomach.

"Oh, I see. Does Edward know where you take his spouse?"

"Jeez, Maria, they are just married. Bella is not his property. We're just here to have some fun."

"Fine," she stated. "Do you want to drink something, beer perhaps?"

"Wine would be nice," I told her while I fought the urge to take Ali's hand again. Maybe she wouldn't touch me anymore now. God, how much I wanted her to…

I took the glass that Maria handed me and nipped on the burgundy liquid. It tasted good, like wild honey and berries. How much better would it taste from her lips…God, damn it Bella. Stop thinking stuff like that.

"Do you want to dance?" Ali asked me after a while.

"Dance with you?" I stumbled out while my mouth felt suddenly very dry.

"Of course with me, Bella…or you could go and ask James if you preferred that."

I put my finger in my mouth and made some choking noises.

"No way,"

Slowly she wrapped one arm around my waist and guided me to the dance floor.

"Ali, please. You need to know that I'm the worst dancer in the world."

A low chuckle left her throat as she pulled me closer; with the high heels she had decided to wear she was almost my height.

"Don't worry. It's a slow song. We don't have to move a lot."

I closed my eyes and sighed deeply before I leaned down to rest my head on her bare shoulder.

Slowly she started rocking her hips against mine while her hands started stroking my back in soft circles.

For a moment I wondered how we would look like to the other people in the club. Would they think that we were a couple? The thought put a smile on my face. Somewhere deep in the corner of my mind I knew that I should be horrified by this.

It was wrong to like her that much, wrong to run my fingers over the exposed skin of her neck, wrong to enjoy the vanilla scent that seemed to be streaming out of her pores. Everything about it was wrong, but I didn't know how I was supposed to stop me from wanting more of it.

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"Penny for your thoughts," She murmured while I turned off the engine of the car in front of the house.

"Hmm, it's nothing really."

"You've been so quiet for the entire ride. Didn't you like it in the club?"

"I'm just a bit tired, Ali. It was really nice…well apart from the freaks."

She frowned and stepped out of the car.

"Yeah, I know. James and Victoria can be quite intimidating."

"You seemed so nervous when we met them." I whispered, searching for my keys in my handbag.

"You recognized that?" Her voice sounded embarrassed now.

I nodded my head and opened the door. Her fingers brushed over mine as I switched on the light. The touch of her fingertips was light as a feather. Still it made each hair on my body stand up.

She walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"I'm going to take a shower now." I told her after I placed a glass of coke in front of her; real coke. She refused to drink the sugar free option that I preferred.

"Want some company?" She asked me, her eyes sparkling like liquid caramel. God, her eyes were so beautiful. They could make me forget my own name.

Company…why the hell would she want to shower with me? Then I realized what she was thinking about and my mouth fell open in horror.

"Ali, I can't…,"

There was no way I could let this happen. Not because the thought of her soaked body against mine wasn't tempting but because I knew that she would be disgusted if she would see me naked.

"Bella…,"

"Hmm?"

"You don't have to if you don't want to."

"Yeah, I know."

I sat down next to her and took her hand in mine. Slowly I started rubbing small circles all over her forearm. Her skin felt so incredibly warm and soft on my fingertips.

She leaned over and planted a soft kiss on my mouth that increased the tingling in my stomach.

"Sorry," She murmured as she pulled back a few moments later.

"I shouldn't keep on doing that."

"Don't you like to kiss me?" I asked her, cursing myself for the slight trembling in my voice.

"God, Bella. Can't you feel how much I like it?" She told me and put my hand on her chest, placing it right above her heart that pulsated against my palm.

"I can barely look at you without thinking about taking your hand or kissing your full lips or…,"

Or feeling my skin on yours over and over again, I added silently. How could it be possible that she was thinking exactly what I thought? It was as if we were two sides of the same page in a book.

"Ali, please…"

"Shhh, I know that I shouldn't have these thoughts about you. It's wrong."

"So wrong," I mumbled while a shiver went down my spine.

I wrapped my arms around her delicate waist and pulled her closer, knowing that if I would let go of her now I would crumble into tiny pieces of nothing.

"So we both know that it's wrong…but still…,"

"None of us is strong enough to stop, at least for now."

My fingertips moved under the thin cotton fabric of her shirt and I felt her shiver under my hands.

Then she stood up from the couch in a swift, graceful movement.

"Time for your shower," she told me, putting one of my fingers into her warm mouth to suck on it. My knees felt like yell-o, I wondered how I managed to stay upright.

As soon as we were inside the bathroom she switched off the light.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to make you feel more comfortable," She murmured against my lips before the tip of her tongue slipped into my mouth.

I took two steps backwards until I felt the cold glass of the shower against my back; moments later warm water poured down my head.

"Ali!"

She chuckled and pulled me closer to her. My nipples hardened instantly as they brushed over the soaked fabric of her shirt.

"You are crazy,"

"Maybe a little bit." She whispered while she quickly unbuttoned my blouse. Then she leaned down and closed her lips around the hardened nub. A low whimper left my throat as her teeth grazed the sensitive skin that was only covered by a thin layer of silk. I felt a wetness pouring between my legs that had zero to do with the water of the shower that was running down my body.

With shaking hands I pulled her shirt over her head. I cupped her perky breasts in my hands, massaging them gently while I rolled her nipples between my thumb and my forefinger.

Her lips found mine again and a low moan escaped her throat before my tongue entered her mouth to explore its sweet warmth.

I pulled the zipper of her jeans down and started circling her flat stomach with my fingers. Slowly I put my hand deeper and deeper until I felt her slick folds on my fingertips. And heaven help me, it felt so incredibly good to touch her here.

She was completely bare and so…so…,"

"Wet," I whispered against her neck before I sucked the pale flesh between my lips, not caring if I would leave a mark on her.

"Oh Bella,"

I flicked my tongue over her earlobe, while the silky ends of her short hair tickled my cheek.

"Ali, I don't really know how to touch a woman."

A bell-like chuckle left her lips before she covered my hand with hers. Slowly she showed me how she liked it. My thumb circled over the throbbing pearl of her clit and she cried out in sheer bliss. It was a good thing that we were alone in the house tonight.

"Bella," she mumbled her voice thick with lust now. "Let me feel your fingers inside of me."

Hesitantly I shoved two fingers inside of her, feeling her walls stretch around them. She was so tight and hot like liquid lava. I added a third one and she moaned loudly.

"Am I hurting you?"

"No," she croaked out. "Don't be afraid. It just has been a while."

A while? What did she mean with that? It was pretty obvious why I didn't have sex in the last months but her? She was so pretty and sexy.

I pumped my fingers inside her faster now, while my thumb never stopped to caress the sensitive flesh around her tiny pearl. More wetness poured over my hand. And the thought that I had done this to her soaked my own panties.

"Kiss me," she whispered and captured my mouth again. Her tongue nudged against mine. Then her whole body started trembling in my arms as she convulsed against my fingers inside her.

Slowly I pulled them out, the musky scent that filled the steamy air now made me feel dizzy. Was that me or her…or both of us?

She turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my shoulder. I sat down on the edge of the tube while her lips never left mine.

"You…" she mumbled breathlessly against my mouth. "…are…wonderful."

Then she kneeled down in front of me and shoved my ruined panties down my thighs. Painfully slowly her lips and tongue caressed their insides while I felt my clit starting to throb.

Finally…finally she licked over the overheated flesh between my legs, lapping up all the wetness that kept pouring out my entrance.

The tip of her tongue nudged against the pearl of my clit and I felt the muscles in my stomach tightening.

I wanted to bite my own hand to keep me from screaming out loud but Ali put her right hand around my wrist.

"Don't. I want to hear how I make you feel." Her cool breath tickled my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

My fingers twisted into her damp hair, pulling her closer to me. Closer, but not even close enough. I closed my eyes while her tongue circled my clit again. Faster and faster she flicked its tip against the tiny nub. Two of her fingers entered me and I inhaled sharply between my teeth as she curled them upwards. I hoped to remember to try that with her the next time. Next time…would there be a next time? How much I wanted there to be a next time. All the things I wanted to do with her, wanted her to do to me.

"Ali…," Her name almost died on my lips as the waves of my climax rushed through my body.

Slowly she raised her head again, resting it on my lap for a moment before she cupped my face between her hands to plant kisses all over my face.

"Your bed or mine?" she mumbled into my ear while we stood up, leaving a trail of water behind us as we stepped out of the tube.

"What?"

"Don't tell me that you want to spend the rest of the night alone now."

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