A/N; Okay dokay, so this is my new story and lastest project. It's a bit different from my usual work, but I hope you'll all like it. Links to Bella's and Alice's clothes are up on my profile.
Disclaimer: I Don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer owns everything.
The Air I Breathe
"Why can't we just stay in and watch a movie?" I complained as Alice twirled another piece of my hair around the curling iron.
"Because," she answered happily, "it's your last night here, we need to go out."
I sighed. I had known Alice for three years, since I was 15, and she was my best friend. I loved the girl to death, but I really hated when she decided to play Bella Barbie with me.
"There, all done. Now get dressed so we can leave."
"Stupid pixie," I muttered as I slipped off my bathrobe and took the dress down from the hanger. She had forced me into a blue lacy underwear set by simply cutting my old underwear to shreds. The dress she was forcing me into was a lighter blue than my underwear, almost a cobalt colour. It was a satin number, short and strapless with a sweetheart neckline. With the dress she had ordered me into a pair of dark grey wedge heels, the only kind of heels I could walk in without falling and breaking something.
"Bella, you looking amazing!" I turned around and saw Alice standing there, looking fabulous as always in a black dress and pink high heels.
"Thanks. You look good too. Are you ready to go?"
Alice nodded and I grabbed my purse before we left, taking a cab downtown. The club, called Twilight, was packed with people all around the block when we came there.
"There's no way we're getting inside," I told Alice as I eyed the line of people. When she didn't answer I looked over at her, and got scared by the look on her face. "Alice?"
"Follow me Bella." She grabbed my hand and dragged me past the line of people and straight to the door. When there, she flashed the bouncer a pearly white smile. To my utter surprise he let us past, and Alice had to drag me into the club. She maybe short, but she's scary. The inside of the club was unlike anything I'd ever seen before. It was packed with people, both by the bar and the dancefloor. Alice led me over to the bar, and waved the bartender over.
He leered at Alice, and was not so bluntly checking out her boobs. "What can I get you beautiful ladies?" His voice was dripping with suggestion, but Alice paid no mind to it.
"Two vodka shots." She handed him the money, we got our drinks, and made our way to an empty table. We sat down, and Alice raised her glass. "To senior year."
I raised mine. "To new beginnings." I downed the shot, wincing at the taste of it. Once it was down though, it created a warm feeling deep in my stomach.
"Let's dance!" Alice's eyes lit up, but I shook my head.
"I'm way too sober to dance," I protested. "I'll go get us more shots." The funny thing about me is that when I'm sober I can't walk across a flat surface without tripping, but when I'm drunk my balance is pretty normal.
I made my way up to the bar, and ordered two more shots. As I waited, my attention was drawn to a guy standing next to me. His skin was pale, paler than mine and I felt my heartbeat speed up as I raked my eyes up his body. He was dressed in black jeans and a blue button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his muscular forearms. Then my gaze shifted to his face. He had high cheekbones, a strong jawline, a straight nose, and full lips. His hair was long and messy, and an unusual bronze colour. His eyes, which now had found mine were emerald green. He grinned, crookedly.
"Hi," he said, his voice velvety, "I'm Edward." He stuck out his hand, and I shook it. The moment our hands met, an electric current went through my body, and I almost gasped. A look in his eyes told me that he had felt it too.
"I'm Bella. It's nice to meet you." I pulled my hand back, and dried of my suddenly sweaty palm on my skirt. A tap on the bar made me realize that my drinks had arrived, and I grabbed them. I managed to give Edward a smile. "I guess I'll see you around."
He nodded, his eyes still locked with mine until I turned around. I walked back to our table painfully aware of his eyes following me. I set one of the shots down in front of Alice and downed the other, causing the room to spin a bit.
"Now let's dance."
Alice did her shoot too and then stood up, not wobbling even slightly. She really held her liquor well for someone so tiny. We went out on the dancefloor, and I started to move my hips in time with the music. My eyes shifted closed and my arms rose up above me, swaying slightly. I opened my eyes, and met Edward's green ones from across the room. The magnetic pull was still there, and I found myself dancing for him. The alcohol made me brave, and I raised my hand to beckon him over. He pushed himself off the stool he was sitting on, and walked slowly towards the dancefloor, looking like a predator stalking his prey. When he reached me I was overcome with the feeling of wanting him close to me, so I hooked my fingers through the belt loops on his pants and pulled him towards me.
Edward set his hands low on my hips and spun me around, crushing my back against his hard chest. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, and a small moan left my mouth. This seemed to encourage him further, because he gripped my hips a bit harder and grinded his obvious erection into my backside. My hand wandered up to around his neck, and gripped his hair. My other hand was resting on top of his on my hip, and I could feel his fingers twitch underneath my touch. The alcohol, his hot breath in my ear and the close proximity of his body made me more turned on than ever, and I pushed back into his erection, causing him to let out a groan against my neck. I closed my eyes and focused on nothing else but Edward's body against mine. When he started to place kisses on my neck I let out a small whimper and clutched his hair tighter.
"Do you want to get out of here?" he panted, sounding as turned on as I felt. I nodded and opened my eyes. There was some small voice in the back of my head that told me that I was making a mistake, but the horny Bella didn't listen. My eyes connected with Alice's, who gave me a knowing smirk.
Grabbing Edward's hand in my own I lead him towards the exit of the club. Once we were outside he spun me around and pushed me up against the brick wall before crushing his mouth against mine. I gasped in surprise, and he took the opportunity to push his tongue into my mouth. I moaned at the feeling and fisted my hands into his shirt, pulling him closer.
"Your place of mine?" he panted when we broke apart.
"Yours," I panted back, and he gave me a hard kiss before leading me in the opposite direction of where Alice and I came from. He said he lived nearby, but the 10 minutes walk was made longer since we couldn't keep our hands off each other.
The apartment building he lived in looked nice, from what I could see between kisses. The elevator had just arrived when we got there, and an elderly couple walked in before us. We followed them, and Edward pressed button number 9. The doors closed, and I gasped in surprise when I felt Edward's hand trailing along the back of my thigh. My underwear was pretty much soaked when we arrived at the right floor, and I was pulled to apartment number 95. Edward opened the door quickly, and shoved me up against it once it was closed again. His kisses made my knees weak, so I lifted my leg up around his hips. He got my point, and helped me to wrap both legs around him. He was pressed so tightly against me that I could clearly feel his erection, and my moans were embarrassingly loud. His mouth left mine and travelled down to my neck, kissing and biting lightly.
"Bedroom. Now." I commanded in the middle of a moan, and he started to walk. My hands twisted in his hair, and I planed kisses along his neck, sucking and biting the skin occasionally.
Once we were in his bedroom he set me down, and I kicked off my shoes before fastening my mouth on his. Somehow Edward managed to get the zipper on my dress down, and I broke off the kiss to tug it over my head before throwing it down on the floor. He took a step back and looked at my body, making me blush despite my drunken confidence.
I smirked. "And you're overdressed." My fingers reached for the buttons on his shirt, but they were much too small for my drunken fingers, so I ripped it instead. I peeled the shirt off his body and threw it in the direction of my dress before letting my eyes roam over his body. He was perfect, with smooth marble like pale skin, and muscles that ripped under his skin as he reached out his arms towards me. I started to place kisses up and down his chest, as high as I could reach. He seemed much taller now that I didn't have my heels on, and the top of my head only reached his chin.
My hands followed my mouth on his chest, and I could feel the muscles in his lower abdomen twitch as I ran my fingers over them. My hands found the button on his jeans, and I popped it open before pulling down the zipper and pushing his pants down. He stepped out of them and pushed me back against the bed. I don't know how, but somehow I ended up on my back with him lying between my open legs. He licked my neck in one stroke, and a moan left my lips. I tried to reach down to touch him, but there wasn't enough room.
"You're so beautiful Bella," he murmured, his nose nuzzling my collarbone.
"Touch me," I whimpered, trying to coax him where I wanted him. He gently kissed and nibbled down my collarbone and to my lace covered breasts. Without any warning he wrapped his lips around my taunt nipple and sucked hard. My back arched, and he took the opportunity to unhook my bra, which soon joined my dress on the floor. The feelings I got when he touched me were indescribable, and I could only make whimpering sounds as his mouth suckled on my breasts. He bit down on my nipple, and a small scream left my throat.
"I need you inside me, now!" I tugged on his hair, and he lifted his head, his eyes almost black with lust. His hands gripped the sides of my panties and ripped them off my body. I reached down between us and gripped him beneath his boxers, causing him to groan and push his hips into my hand. Pushing my hands away, he pulled off his boxers, and then trailed his erection up and down my slit, coating himself in my juices.
Without any warning he sheathed himself fully inside me, and I cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Not wanting to wait another second, I pulled him as close to me as I could and urged him to start moving. When he did it sent a powerful feeling of pleasure through my body. Moaning, I wrapped my legs around his hips and pushed my heels into his backside to urge him deeper into me.
"Harder," I cried out, arching my back.
Edward growled and grabbed the back of my knees, pushing them up towards my chest. This position caused him to slide in deeper, and I bit my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood at the pleasure. He thrust into me with wild abandon, and I could hear the rhythmic thumping of the headboard against the wall. I could feel myself start to get closer towards my release, and told him this, stuttering and out of breath. Pressing his lips against mine in a hard kiss, Edward reached down and stroked my swollen clit. My back arched as I exploded into pleasure, his mouth swallowing the scream that tore from my throat. As I came down from my high, I felt him thrust into me hard two more times before emptying himself inside of me. I let my feet down to touch the bed again, and Edward thrust shallowly into me a few times before pulling out and lying down next to me. My eyelids were already dropping, and I felt him reach down and pull the cover over us before I fell asleep.
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