Warning: This story is rated M for language and lemons. Also…Edward LOOKS 17 to Bella, so please don't get upset…she's not breaking any laws, Charlie raised her right~
Disclaimer: The Twilight Saga is the property of Stephenie Meyer. "Some Girls (Dance with Women)" and "I Love Rock N' Roll" are the property of the respective songwriters. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
"Fuck Jake, you're coming out!" Rose was still banging on my door and I was pretty sure it wasn't going to last much longer.
"Rosalie Carol Hale, get the hell away from my door!" I screamed back as I rolled out of bed and threw my door open to see Alice standing behind her with what I'm sure was an arsenal of styling products.
"Jesus you look like hell, this is going to take longer than I thought." Alice dropped the garment bag and small duffle bag on the bed and started pulling various hair products out.
"Why are you dragging my ass out again?"
Alice smiled and turned to me. "Because we're your best friends, it is our job to help you through a tough break up. We've gone through the eating ice cream phase and the burning his crap phase, but now we move on to my favorite step, getting laid and getting even."
"Huh?" I hate it when she gets like this.
"Bella it's simple. You have to get back on the horse, and you have to do it in a way that will drive Jake crazy, that's why we're going to La Push tonight." Rosalie was smiling, but I had no desire to babysit.
"La Push is a college hangout, and besides Sam works there." Sam was one of Jake's friends and not one of my favorite people at the moment.
"Exactly! You need some young guy who'll fuck you senseless and not be heartbroken if you never call him, unless you catch a quality booty call." Rose was smirking and I knew all too well that the plot was not over.
"This plan has many layers, first we're getting you laid properly. Second, we're doing it in a place that Jake will never go, but will still find out. Jake has to know you're moving on for the revenge to be complete, he expects you to moon over him for ages, which is why it has to be La Push. Sam won't call him tonight because he won't want to catch shit from his boss when Jake loses it, but he will be forced to tell him that you left with some young thing, and then our plan will be complete." Alice winked at me and I rolled my eyes.
"And what about my fuck buddy?"
"Hello, a college guy who can brag to his buds that he bedded a 24 year old, he'll be the BMOC!"
I laughed and nodded, their plan definitely sounded like fun, and after the past two weeks, I needed fun. "Let's get me laid."
Alice shrieked and bounced up and down, clapping her hands. "Great, now get in the shower, we have to vamp you up!"
Twenty minutes later, my hair was being pulled and dried by Rosalie, who was standing on my right side and Alice on my left. The curlers were pinned into my hair as Alice did my make-up and Rosalie painted my nails. Next came the always interesting task of trying to tame my hair. Finally, Rosalie and Alice went to finish getting ready while I opened the garment bag. I was staring at a black flare miniskirt and an assortment of sexed up concert tees. I slipped on the skirt and then sorted through the shirts until I came across a Joan Jett shirt with the sleeves ripped off and the neckline cut out until it gave the girls a nice view of the world and vice versa. I heard the gasp as I turned around and Alice threw me a pair of calf high boots.
"This isn't going to work." I turned to look in the mirror as Alice helped me fasten my necklace and I put on a pair of earrings.
"Yes it will, you look sexy and the boys will be all over you." Rose smacked my ass and handed me my wristlet as Alice pushed me towards the door.
The moment we entered La Push, we were the center of attention. Alice and Rose led me to the bar where we ordered our beers and shots of Jack, downing the shots before we turned to scope the room. I groaned internally at the crappy music that was currently playing, wishing whoever had selected the next few tracks had better taste than this asshole.
As if my prayer was being answered, the song faded out and "Some Girls (Dance with Women)" by JC Chasez came on. I cackled and grabbed my girls, as we headed to the floor and grinded on each other for all we were worth. It is an odd song to have as one of my favorites, but when I go out dancing I love the beat and the fact that no matter what we said, a lot of girls danced with their friends because they knew that every guy in the room would be scheming on how to slide in the middle.
I shot a look over to the Jukebox and saw a sex haired seventeen year-old looking guy with gorgeous green eyes moving to the music. When I saw how he was eye fucking me I smiled and put my plan into motion. I glided my free hand up my side, just grazing my breast and then ran it through my hair. I kept dancing with the girls and when I looked back over at the end of the song I winked at jailbait and he smiled, so I said fuck it and walked over to him.
"Hi there, what's your name handsome?"
"Does it matter, we're all here for a little fun right?" Shit, hot and looking to fuck and run, I'm starting to think that the pixie sold her soul for psychic abilities.
"Sure are. So how about you ask me to dance."
Jailbait took my hand and led me to the dance floor. As the next song started to blare he pulled me close and put his hands on my waist. I let the music rule my body and was impressed by his ability to move. My fingers knitted themselves into his hair as his hands slowly slid up and down my sides and back. Feeling the very welcome tingle begin to grow I leaned in and began kissing his neck.
The fact that this was so against my normal way of behaving was obliterated about two songs later by the moan that came out of his mouth and the bulge I felt hitting my hip.
His lips were on my neck in a moment as I felt his teeth graze my earlobe. "God, you are so fucking hot."
I blushed at the compliment and let out a breathy moan as his left hand grazed my breast.
I kissed along his jaw line and he turned to me and met my lips. His tongue grazed my lower lip and I opened my mouth and met his tongue with my own. The kiss continued to grow in intensity and I could feel the eyes on me so I shifted my gaze to find Rose and Alice slack jawed at the bar. I refocused my attention on jailbait and pressed my body closer to his, earning another moan from deep within his chest.
We continued to dance and grope and make out on the floor for another two songs and then I decided that staying here any longer would be pushing my luck. "You want to go somewhere a little more private?"
I felt him chuckle against my skin as he took my hand and we walked out to the parking lot. I shot one last look at Rose and Alice, who were smiling and motioning for me to pay attention to the sex god who had me by the hand.
When we got outside I pulled him against me on the passenger side of his car and kissed him hard. His hands grabbed at my waist as my hands pulled him on top of me by his shoulders.
The friction that was caused by all the rubbing down below was so amazing that, of course, my luck had to run out. I had just slid my hand down to grab his ass when I heard the last person I wanted to even think about in that moment.
"What the fuck?" I turned to see Jake getting out of his Rabbit and begin storming over to us.
"Get in the car." I whispered to jailbait.
He pulled back and looked at me confused. "What?"
"You dump me and now all of a sudden you're some cheap whore!" With that he turned and went to step towards Jake and I grabbed his arm.
"Are you crazy, get in the car!" He looked at me and saw something that made him run around the car, beeping the door lock button so I could get in as he opened the door and threw his seatbelt on and put it into reverse, almost hitting Jake before driving off.
He drove for a while and then he pulled over and put the car into park. "Let me guess, your ex?"
I nodded. "Sorry, he's an ass! He cheats on me and I'm a whore."
I felt his cold hand touch mine and I looked up to meet his emerald eyes. "That was his jealousy talking, if I let a woman like you get away, I'd be pissed too, but I still wouldn't say something like that."
I smiled up at him as I felt the tears begin to wet my eyes. "Thank you."
He looked at me and grimaced a little. "You want me to take you home?"
I reached over and ran my hand up his thigh. "Or we could head to your place."
His eyes lit up and he smiled as he repositioned his hips in his seat. "Really, you're sure?"
I was touched by the fact that he was even asking, but then I thought of the one thing I needed from him before I answered. "I'm sure, but only if you'll tell me your name, because I'll be damned if I'm yelling out my little nickname for you later on."
His eyes widened and he let out a short chortle. "I'm Edward."
I laughed too and leaned back in my seat. "My name's Bella."
Edward undid his seatbelt and leaned over the center console and kissed me again. This kiss was different, but not in a bad way. Instead of pure passion there was need and I had gone so long without feeling needed that my hand went back to his pants to show my appreciation. Edward pulled back and looked at me with hooded eyes. "I better get you home before I ravage you on the side of the road."
The look in his eyes and the husky timbre of his voice let me know that he was dead serious about the ravaging part. He drove away and kept his eyes on the road until we pulled into a parking lot in front of the upperclassmen housing at the university.
Edward was out of the car and at my door in seconds where he pulled me to him and led me up the stairs. He fought with his keys as we stood outside his door when finally he managed to unlock it and ushered me inside.
His walls were covered with posters paying homage to some of rock and roll's greatest acts and I laughed as I sat on his bed to unzip my boots and slide them off.
"What's so funny?" He looked at me from where he stood, having kicked off his socks and shoes. I pointed to the posters and he laughed with me before cocking an eyebrow and giving me the sexiest crooked smile in existence. "What can I say, I love rock n' roll."
I stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, marveling at his chest as I ran my fingers over his muscles and he leaned down to kiss me. As we kissed he reached down and found the hem of my shirt, ghosting his fingers under it and slowly grazing my skin as he lifted the shirt up. He groaned as his fingers came in contact with my bra and I smiled and blushed at how responsive he was to my body.
Soon my shirt was off and Edward was kissing down my neck to my chest. Once there he pushed my breasts up so they almost overflowed out of the top of my bra as he licked and kissed the flesh before finally claiming my right nipple in his mouth. I moaned and arched my back as my hands went down to my skirt which was soon on the floor under my feet.
Edward felt the fabric hit his foot and looked down before releasing my nipple to reach down and drop his jeans, leaving us in our underwear. I reached up and unclasped my bra and he guided me back to the bed where he laid me down before climbing on top of me. He hovered above me, careful not to put his weight on me as he reclaimed my mouth.
Edward was kissing me more in the lead up to sex than any man had ever done before and all I could do was hold him close and hope it never stopped. His erection once again made its presence known as our hips rubbed together and the sweet torture was so intense that I bucked up into him and placed my hand on his lower back so that the contact wasn't broken.
"Edward, I need you inside me." I whispered in his ear and he nipped at my shoulder before leaning up to kneel between my legs. He took a condom out of the cookie jar on his nightstand and stood to pull off his boxers, allowing his prominent erection to spring free. He rolled the condom over his length and then reached down and hooked his fingers into the waistband of my underwear before he pulled them down and flung them across the room.
I was about to make a snarky comment about finding them in the morning when Edward entered me and I lost my words as my mouth fell open and my core worked to accommodate his size. Through the haze of sensations I heard Edward's husky moan followed by him muttering, "Oh God, so wet…so tight."
I was actually purring like a house cat as he pulled out and began to thrust into me, going deeper with every stroke. "Fuck Edward, oh shit…go harder, I need it harder."
Quickly following my instruction Edward pounded into me going hard and deep and leaving me breathless at how he was filling me like never before. "Bella…damn, you feel so fucking amazing…I'm getting close."
"Me too Edward…so close…keep talking, I love it when you talk dirty." Edward began to pick up his pace and my breath sped even more as I felt the tightening in my stomach begin to reach between my legs.
"You're so goddamn hot…from the moment you entered the bar…all I could think about was you. Then you started dancing to the song I put on…I thought I was gonna lose it right there."
Hearing him talk about what he thought at the beginning of the night was so sexy, the way he saw me was so intense, and he wasn't afraid of how I might react, like he could read my mind and knew that I felt the same lust for him. "You too…I didn't care that you looked like jailbait…I wanted you so bad I didn't even think twice. And I always second guess myself."
"Don't baby…I like you when you follow your…impulses. Like that move on the dance floor…very naughty." He growled in my ear and I felt the explosion as I fell over the edge.
"EDWARD!" I screamed as my back arched off the bed and my head slammed into the pillow.
"Fuuckkk! That's right Bella, milk my cock!" I felt his release as I trembled around him in the most intense orgasm of my life.
When it finally started to subside my back relaxed against the mattress and I looked up into Edward's mesmerized eyes. "Bella, that was…"
Completely understanding the loss of words I reached up and cupped his cheek. "I know."
After a few minutes, Edward finally pulled out of me and I whimpered at the loss, causing a small chuckle to escape his lips. He cleaned up quickly and then climbed back into bed and pulled me onto his chest. I rested my head over his heart and was fighting back the tears that I knew were coming because I felt more loved by Edward than I ever had with Jake.
I let out a stilted breath and he held me tighter as the traitor tears began to fall. "It's all right baby, let it out. You're safe now."