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6

He doesn't give me a moment to catch my breath before his mouth is on mine, his tongue gliding along mine in sensual rhythm. He slowly withdraws his fingers, dragging them along my clit, causing aftershocks to cascade through my body. And even though I just had one of the strongest orgasms of my life, I still want more. I still want him.

"You're beautiful when you come, Bella." His voice is almost reverent, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that's much softer than the one before.

"Take me home." I can hear the desperation in my voice that, on a normal day, I would've been embarrassed by.

He nips my lip. "Fuck yes."

Edward helps me get off the counter, pulling my dress down so I'm presentable. When we're back in the club, I make my way back over to Rose and Alice, Edward trailing behind me. They're sitting in the booth with Jasper and Emmett when I find them.

"Hey!" I call to get their attention. "I'm going to head out."

"Are you okay?" Alice asks. "Do you want us to come with you?"

"No." I say a little too quickly. "No, you guys stay and have fun. Edward's going to drive me home." I give just enough information to have them be comfortable with letting me go. Tomorrow I was going to have to answer questions, but right now, I just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible.

"Okay." Alice's eyes go from me to Edward. If she suspects anything, she mercifully plays ignorant. "We'll see you back at home."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Edward and I make our way to the exit. Once we're out the door, he takes my hand, leading me to his car that's parked next to Emmett's jeep. He presses me against the side of the car, kissing me deeply.

"Get in." He says when he pulls back, opening the passenger door for me.

The rough command sends a bolt of arousal between my thighs. I like him telling me what to do.

I slid into the passenger seat, him closing the door behind me. My heart is racing as he slides into the driver's side and turns the car on.

"Wait," I start, having a moment of clarity. "Are you good to drive?" I know I saw him with at least one beer, but I'm not sure how he had to drink other than that.

"I never finished my beer." He throws me a look.

"Why?"

"I was too busy watching you." We're stopped at a red light and he takes the opportunity to rake his eyes down my body. "Take your panties off." His words make my thighs clench. It must take me too long to react, because he adds: "Or I'll rip them off."

I bite my lip at the mental image of him ripping the scrap of lace from my body. I almost want to let him do it. In the end, I work the lace off my legs.

"Push your dress up so I can see you." His breathing is labored as I do as he asks. I'm so turned on right now, that nothing about this moment feels real; like I'm having an out of body experience. "Good girl."

I whimper at him praising me. What was happening to me? These were never things that I thought I liked when it came to sex.

The corner of his mouth ticks up in a smirk. "Do you like it when I call you a good girl?"

The noise that comes out of me doesn't sound human.

"Answer me." He commands, causing another whimper to escape me.

"Yes." My thighs are rubbing together, trying to get relief from the ache between my legs. Being praised and told what to do had never appealed to me until now. I thought that it would be degrading, but that's not what this feels like at all. He's pushing me out of my comfort zone. If I told him I didn't like, I know he'd stop.

He looks over at me, eyes shooting between my legs, causing him to grip the steering wheel tighter and to drive a little faster once his gaze is back on the road.

"Touch yourself."

I don't even think about it before my hand is between my legs. When my fingers brush my clit, I hiss at how sensitive I am. I'm so wet that when I put two fingers inside myself, they find no resistance as they go deep.

"Fuck." Edward practically growls, palming himself through his jeans.

"Edward." I moan as I continue to fuck myself. It doesn't feel as good as when he was fucking me back in the bathroom, the angel's not as good, but it's enough that I can feel my orgasm building.

We're close to his apartment now and I'm a panting mess. I'm so close already.

"Don't come." His voice is so loud in the small space that it startles me.

"I need it." The desperation is evident in my voice. I need to come so bad it hurts.

"Not yet." He takes the last corner before his apartment a little too sharp.

"Edward." I'm begging and I don't even care.

"Bella." I can hear the same type of desperation in his voice. "Don't you dare." He pulls into the parking lot of his building. "The next time you come, it's going to be on my cock."

See you at the same time tomorrow!