Not Stephenie Meyer...Just Drizl...I'm borrowing her characters cuz I think they deserve to have a little fun. Okay, Edward may not be having much fun now, but things always change...wink wink...And again...this fic is rated M for a reason!

Chapter 7

Slam Dunk and Swallow

Bella was following me into my house and I didn't know what the fuck she was planning now. I had smashed my tennis racket and retired. That game sucked. If she still wanted to play tennis, I was going to tell her to get the fuck out and find someone else.

What the hell was I thinking? Was I throwing in the towel?

I opened the front door, took my shoes off and carefully started peeling off my dirty clothing. Esme would kill me if I tracked mud all over the house. I heard an audible gasp when I was down to my boxers. I turned and looked at Bella standing in the entryway with her mouth hanging open.

"What the fuck are you looking at," I snapped. I was not feeling very hospitable at the moment.

"Um, er," she paused and stared at me with those big brown eyes. "Nothing! Just take a fucking shower."

"Why are you here?" I demanded.

"What?"

She looked a little taken aback by my foul mood, but come on, she had to understand.

"WHY ARE YOU HERE?" I shouted. I was incredibly aggravated and really, all I wanted was to do was bite her. A heavy dose of blood would probably do me a world of good and help calm me down.

I noticed I was now standing toe to toe with her. Only I was in my fucking underwear and she was fully clothed. There was something definitely wrong with this picture.

"I..." she stammered and looked down at the floor. "I wanted to make sure you were alright."

Her voice was very quiet. Was Bella Swan actually trying to be nice to me or was this just another ploy to get me to do something stupid or worse, to give me another boner.

Do not think about the her. Do not look at her. Do not sniff her. Do not Pass Go. Do not collect $200. Just go take a fucking shower.

"I'm fine Swan. Go to school," I grumbled, glaring at her.

"Ooof," I hissed as my back hit the stairs.

She fucking tackled me. Were we playing football again or maybe rugby? I was so not in control of anything anymore.

But then her lips were on mine and I forgot what the hell I was doing. She shoved her tongue into my mouth. Sweet fucking jeezus. I ran my hands up her back, threading my fingers through her long hair.

Who was scoring here?

She was sucking on my tongue, driving me crazy. Things were started to get really heated up and I was fucking hard again. It was a frenzy of kissing, sucking and licking. I fucking wanted her and I think she wanted me.

I wrapped my arms around her, clutching her to my body. She pressed into me and my hips rose to meet her center, but the fucking stairs were uncomfortable and hampering my movements. I think it was time to take matters into my own hands and carry her up to my room where there was a bed.

"Edward!"

"Holy shit! Esme," I stuttered and pushed Bella off me, forgetting I was in my underwear. Bella slid down a few stairs before she realized what was going on. She jumped up and stared at me for a few seconds. The next moment she hauled off and slapped me across the face. My mouth dropped open as I watched her stomp out of the house.

What the fuck just happened?

"Miss, wait," Esme said. She glowered at me, spun on her heal and went after Bella.

I was left standing on the stairs very confused and to make matters even better, I had another excruciating boner which Esme had just been privy too. I mean how could she fucking miss it.

Goddamn Bella Swan.

And what the fuck was the slap for? That had to be some sort of foul or penalty. Shit, I wish I knew what we were playing and where was I supposed to file this complaint for that illegal slap to the head.

How in the fuck did all this happen? Today sucked.

I ran up the stairs to take a shower and have another jerk off session.

Fuckin' A.

When I got to my room, I could hear voices coming from outside. Instead of getting right into the shower, I decided to see if I could eavesdrop on Bella and Esme. I slid the door open and stepped out onto my balcony but Bella was getting into her pickup and Esme was coming back inside. I ran into my bathroom, turned the shower on and grabbed my dick. You would think with all the drama, my erection would have disappeared but it didn't seem to matter to my dick. All he wanted was to be buried in Bella.

"Fuck!" I groaned. I needed a quick release so once again, I tormented myself with thoughts of Bella. This time I thought of what it felt like to have her hot little body spread out on top of me and fuck, it had felt great.

"Christ!" I groaned and came hard. I watched the water wash my spunk down the drain. At least I didn't have to clean anything up. I grumbled and finished my shower, getting dressed and hoping to God I wouldn't have to face Esme.

Of course she was sitting on my bed waiting for me. This day was officially in the fucking toilet.

"Edward," she said softly.

"Look Esme, I'm sorry for that," I mumbled.

"I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have interrupted you, but I thought you were killing the girl."

"No, it wasn't like that. I wasn't even trying to get a drink. I mean I was trying..."

Could this get anymore embarrassing? Esme was like a mother to me and who in the hell wanted to talk about sex with your mother? And to make matters worse, mine had just fucking walked in on me and been treated to my boner from hell.

Stake me. Someone just put me out of my misery.

"Do you actually like this girl," Esme asked, sounding a little hopeful.

"It's complicated," I grunted.

It was complicated. I didn't know how to describe this sick relationship I had with Bella Swan. I don't think you could even call it a relationship.

"Just be nice to her Edward," she said. "She seems to be taken with you."

What the fuck? Taken with me? Yeah she was fucking trying to take me on a slow ride to hell. Maybe Esme should have this conversation with Bella. She needed a bit of schooling on being nice.

"Fine, I'll try to be nice," I muttered. I rolled my eyes and gave her a fake smile.

"You better get to school. I think the forecast is calling for a few sunny days."

Esme gave me a quick hug and disappeared downstairs. I think she was humming as she walked out of my room. What the fuck was up with that?

I was having a terrible time understanding all the women around me. What was one more.

I was ecstatic with what Esme said about the sunny days. I wanted to jump up and down and do a little happy dance. Sunshine meant the game would have to be delayed. Thank fucking God, because I really needed a break from Bella Swan. All I had to do was get through this fucking day. I could do that. It was only one day. What more could go fucking wrong. No one could have that much bad luck thrust in their face in one day. I was pretty sure I was fucking safe. Today had already sucked. It could only get better from here.

I grabbed a baseball hat and smashed it over my unruly hair. I flipped some shades on too. Might as well look the part of a big leaguer. Maybe a little baseball was on tap today. Yeah, fucking baseball. Hitting a home run would definitely help me recover from this disaster of a morning.

By the time I arrived at school, I had only missed first period. Esme had called the school with some sort of excuse for my tardiness so I didn't have to come up with a clever lie. Thank fucking God because my brain was still not functioning at top form.

"Hey, baby brother," Jasper said, banging into me with his shoulder.

"I'm late," I grunted, shoving Jasper out of my way.

"I take it things didn't go well," he shouted after me.

I saluted him with my middle finger and left him standing in the hall snickering. He was probably waving that stupid white towel again.

I was just about to my class when I heard a small voice calling my name. It couldn't be? For a minute I actually thought about ignoring her and going to my class.

She whispered my name again. I turned to see Bella standing in the shadows signaling me to come join her. I paused, not sure what course of action to take. I didn't know what equipment I needed and frankly, she was starting to scare me. I was fucking losing my girl mojo.

"What do you want," I asked, keeping my distance from her.

"I know you're pissed, but I just wanted to say I'm sorry for slapping you. Your mom just freaked me out. I didn't want her to think I was easy," she said.

"Easy? Swan, there's nothing about you that's easy," I snorted. "I'm late for class."

"Wait, Edward."

My name rolling off her tongue startled me. She didn't call me Cullen. What the hell was up? I froze when I felt her hand on my arm. She proceeded to snake her hands around my waist, clasping them together in the front. Was she fucking hugging me? I was as still as a statue.

"Can't we start over," she asked. "I know I've been a little bit of a bitch."

A little bit of a bitch. My fucking God what was she like if she went all out. The thought that Bella had been holding back on her debauchery toward me, made me want to puke.

"I don't know," I stuttered. I raked my hand through my hair. A crowd was starting to gather around us as the bell rang, signaling class was going to start.

"Come on. Let's ditch next period." I could feel her stand up on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear. "I'll make it up to you. I promise."

Her hot little tongue ran over my earlobe and I crumbled like a fucking beginner. Christ.

"Fine, where are we going," I asked. A murmur went up from the surrounding crowd. I opened up my mind and let the voices fill my head.

He's a fucking dead man. She has him exactly where she wants him. How can he let her play him like that? She's like a fucking lioness teasing her prey. She's a genius. Finally, he's gonna get his due. What a fucking dickhead. Destroy him.

Christ, I needed to get out of this hostile environment. Clearly I was not the fan favorite. I should vamp voodoo them all, but that would take too long and right now I didn't fucking care because Bella had slid her hand into my front pocket. I could feel her fingers against my dick which of course, was as hard as the frigging cinder block walls.

Bella giggled and grabbed my hand, pulling me down the hall. The sea of students parted and dissipated. I almost thought they would be following us to view whatever horror was going to happen next. Maybe she had been passing out tickets. I shuddered at the thought.

I let Bella drag me down the hall. I swallowed hard when she opened the door to the dark auditorium. The only light in the room was the glow from three exit signs. As far as I could tell, the place was deserted.

"What are we doing here," I hissed. This was my original planned destination for the day. Too bad I couldn't remember any of the plays I had designed.

"I told you I would make everything up to you," she giggled.

"Why?"

I was thoroughly confused again. I was probably playing right into her hand. She started coming at me and I backed up, banging my legs against a chair. I sat down hard and damned if she didn't come and straddle me. What the fuck was going on?

She smiled at me, licking her lips.

"Relax Edward," she whispered as her mouth brushed against mine.

Right, as if I could fucking relax. I was waiting for the backboard to come crashing down on my head as she went for the slam dunk. She shifted her weight on my lap, wiggling around until my dick was fucking standing at attention again.

She was now nipping and licking my neck, trailing kisses further down until she reached the buttons on my shirt. I wasn't moving, wasn't breathing and I definitely wasn't touching her. I was afraid if I moved someone would call a foul on me. I was letting her take the lead. She was going to destroy me anyway. She unbuttoned all the buttons on my shirt and shoved my t-shirt up around my neck.

Her fingers danced lightly against my skin. Christ, I wanted to moan and grab her, but I kept still. She kissed my chest, making little circles with her tongue when she came to my nipples.

Fuck, I bit my lip.

Her hair was fanned out across my chest, tickling me as she moved ever closer to the promised land. I could feel every single muscle in my entire body tense when she stopped at the button of my jeans. She slid off my lap and was now kneeling in front of me. I couldn't take this anymore. I held my breath waiting for her to slam it home and exit the court.

I closed my eyes. I didn't need to see the carnage she was creating because I could feel it everywhere. The top button of my jeans was now open and I felt her slide the zipper down. The monster was about to be released. She was probably going to bolt out of here at any minute. I braced myself for the inevitable, trying to form some sort of plan in my head for how I was going to relieve this ache in my dick once she disappeared.

I felt her tugging on my boxers. I obliged her by lifting my ass off the chair. Might as well put the final nail in the coffin. She pulled my boxers down to my knees and lightly raked her fingernails down my dick.

"Unngggh," I groaned. I gripped the arm rests of the chair, hoping I didn't yank them off or crush them.

The ball was in her court now. It always fucking was, but now I was just going to hand it to her. If she wanted to destroy me, now could be her finest hour. I shuddered, wondering what awful shit was going to rain down on me, but all I felt was her tongue on the tip of my dick. Was this really going to happen this time?

I wasn't going to pop the cork on the champagne yet. Maybe I should just put it on ice for now and wash a couple of glasses.

"Hmmm," she hummed as she slowly took my dick into her wet hot mouth. My fucking eyes rolled into the back of my head. She was creating a sweet slow rhythm using her mouth and her hand. She was sucking down hard and I was getting so close that I didn't dare think about it. She had taken me this far before and then denied me. I was waiting for it to happen again.

"Swan, I'm gonna...cum...unnhhh.."

And I fucking did. Hard. And she fucking swallowed, licking her lips as my hot juices ran down her throat.

"Okay, Cullen, that makes us even."

I couldn't say anything. I leaned back in the chair and watched her walk out of the auditorium. Shit, my brain had turned to fucking mush. I pulled my boxers and jeans up. Guess it was time to go to class, that is if I could walk. I was about to pull down my t-shirt when Mrs. Cope walked in, flicking on the lights. She stopped and gaped at my bare chest. I yanked my t-shirt down as fast as I could.

"Why am I not surprised," she grumbled.

I rolled my eyes, tipped my baseball cap and sprinted out of the auditorium. I wonder how that round was going to be scored? Screw it, I had suffered enough today so I was taking the points. I got off, she swallowed and all seemed to be right with the world for the moment.

Bella 3.5 Edward 1.5

Phew, I just couldn't keep denying Edward. He was getting awfully close to quitting the game, so I had to give him something to keep him interested.

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