Disclaimer: Twilight is not ours. We are just having fun letting our favorite characters play around in the south. Here is a little peek into Bella and Edward's first night in New Orleans. Enjoy!


Edward slams the door shut just before he pushes me against it, his mouth crashing into mine. I'm pulling his hair roughly as our tongues fight for dominance. It's like I can't get enough of him; kissing him is a direct link to my survival.

He attacks my neck, my shoulders, my collar bone. My skin is raised pink and wet from his licks and bites and I can't control the moan that makes its way out of my mouth. Edward grabs my ass and picks me up, pinning me against the door and my legs naturally wrap around his waist.

I am now at the perfect height to feel his hard-on against my center and I have never been so thankful to be wearing a skirt. We have never been like this before. Making love to Edward is always amazing. It is the perfect mixture of sexy and sweet, fun and passionate, loving and fucking. But this. Right now. This feels like a caged animal being released, like my body is on fire and only Edward can soothe it.

I am pulled from my thoughts when I feel Edward's mouth leave my skin.

"Hey. Weren't you supposed to give me a private show?"

Wait. What?

I move my sweaty hair away from my forehead. I need to look at his face to see if he is serious or not.

"Edward, what the hell are you talking about?"

"You know...at The Cat's Meow you said you'd give me a private show." He looks at me through his eyelashes.

How does he do that? How does he go from being a sex-starved maniac one minute to a shy virginal-type the next, asking for a lap dance?

I run my fingers through his hair and laugh. "Well, yeah, I did say that, but I thought things were going pretty well like they were. I can always give you a show another time."

His eyes pierce me as he simply says, "Please, Bella."

I thought my heart was pounding before. But now...his face and those words...fuck me. How can I ever say "no" to him? He must think I'm going to deny his request, so he continues.

"Dance for me, Baby. I promise I'll fuck you so good," he whispers against my skin.

Yep, I'm dead.

After I swallow a few times and clear my throat, making a way for my voice to leave my body, I simply say, "Ok."

He gently places me on the floor and backs up to the bed, his eyes never leaving mine.

I walk over to my suitcase and take out my iPod, quickly finding the song I want to dance to. I put the song on 'repeat', push play with the volume turned up all the way, before placing it beside Edward.

I stand a few steps in front of him, with my back facing him, as the music slowly begins to creep around the room. This will be everything my performance at the karaoke bar was not. There, the song was fast, fun, sexy, and a bit silly. Here, in the privacy of our room, Sade's voice carries a blatant sensuality, lust flowing from her words, making my body move on its own accord.

I sway my hips as I turn to face Edward. This is not a performance. This is me showing him how much I want him, showing him what he does to me, constantly. The air is thick with sexual tension, our desire heating the space around us.

I slowly unbutton my shirt and let it hang open. As I shimmy my shoulders a bit, the material gently falls to the floor. I continue to gyrate my hips and move to the music, while throwing my head back. My eyes close, not to break my connection with Edward, but to allow myself to fully absorb the power he gives me. Dancing for him is freeing and I feel lighter because of it.

I reach behind my back and unclasp my bra. Picking my head up and looking back at Edward, I drop the lace at his feet. His eyes are hooded, but I can still see them. They're not bright green anymore. They're more of an olive shade now. I am already feeling that familiar burning between my legs and my nipples are hard, another sign of my arousal. I see him lick his full, pink lips at the sight of my breasts and it drives me crazy.

I turn my back to him so that I can think more clearly. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my skirt and slowly scoot it down my hips. When it reaches just under my ass, I bend over and slide the skirt all the way down, giving him a little wiggle at the same time. I hear Edward groan so I look over my shoulder and see that he is gripping the bedspread tightly, as if he's slipping off the edge of a cliff.

"Fuck, Bella, you are killin' me. Can I have you now?"

I can't help but giggle. His resolve falters so quickly, he really has no self-control when it comes to us and I absolutely love him for it. I step out of my skirt and turn back to face him. "Baby, you barely made it through the entire song. Are you sure you want me to stop?"

"I didn't say I wanted you to 'stop'. What I was trying to say is 'Get your ass over here so I can fuck you properly'. I'm sorry if you were confused before. Did I make myself clear enough for you this time?" He smirks at me and my resolve quickly dissipates as well.

I close the distance between us, grab his face, and pull him to my lips. I suck his tongue into my mouth, as I climb onto his lap, straddling him. I pull away just far enough so that I can pull his t-shirt over his head. I place my hands on his chest and push, making him fall back onto the bed.

I start kissing his chest, teasing and licking his nipples just like he does mine. I gently bite down on one and he involuntarily thrusts his hips into me. The next thing I feel are the blankets on my back, as Edward quickly flips me over so that he is the one on top now.

His pants are still on, but that doesn't stop him from pushing his dick between my legs.

"Do you feel this? Do you feel what you do to me? Watching you dance like that..for me..that was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I can't wait any longer, Bella. I want you so fucking bad."

"Show me whatcha got, then, Big Boy!"

He stands up and raises his eyebrows at me. "Oh, I'll show you, alright!" His pants are off in a flash and I am rewarded with the sight of his beautiful cock. I automatically clench my thighs together to give myself a tiny bit of friction.

"Oh, no, you don't. That's my job. But, first, these have to go," he says as he grabs onto the sides of my panties. I bite my bottom lip as I watch him make one quick pull, the drenched satin now hanging in his hands. He tosses the material to the floor and crawls back on top of me.

I crave the feeling of his weight on me and I hook my heels around his calves, not allowing him to move off of me. He pushes both of my knees up to where my legs are resting higher on his back and, without warning, he slams into me.

I cry out, not in pain, but in ecstasy, because he fills me completely. He intertwines his fingers with mine and holds our hands over my head as he thrusts in swift, powerful movements. I can feel the bed beneath us moving in time, but I'm not bothered enough to worry about our neighbors in the next room. All that matters is Edward and me, here and now.

He pushes up a little, so that he is resting on his forearms and starts kissing my breasts. His pace speeds up and he is angled so that his pelvis hits my clit perfectly.

"Oh, Edward...I'm so...close...so close."

"I know, Baby, me too. Let go, Bella."

His teeth clamp down on my nipple and I am done for. White light surrounds me as I scream out my orgasm. I grab onto his back, holding him to me, willing him to never stop moving when I feel him explode in his climax. He loses control of his body for a moment as he thrashes against me, panting and groaning in my ear.

It could be minutes or hours later, when our bodies have calmed enough so that we are breathing normally again, I really don't know. Nor do I care. That was some of the best sex I've ever had and I can't wait to do it again...but not just yet. I simply don't have the energy right now.

Edward slowly pulls out of me, taking his condom off and tossing it into the trash can nearby, before collapsing next to me and pulling me onto his chest.

"That was incredible, Baby. My heart is still racing," he says as he kisses the top of my head.

"It was. I'm glad you remembered to put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door before we started," I laugh.

"I'm pretty sure we were loud enough that no one will be bothering us for the rest of the night!"

I blush, the thought of anyone hearing what just happened embarrassing me a little. Just as I snuggle more into Edward's side and start to drift off to sleep, I hear sounds from the room next to us. A low base is coming through the wall, "bend over to the front and touch your toes, back dat ass up and down and get low..." and I recognize Alice's voice as I hear her yell out her approval of whatever it is Jasper is doing to her. We then hear his reply in the form of their bed beating up against our wall and we can't help but laugh. Apparently we aren't the only ones enjoying our first night in New Orleans.


Jiff: Oh, to be a fly on that wall...well, I guess we already are, huh? LOL JK is in Cali this weekend so, I'm flying solo on this one! Maybe I should have a conversation with FakeJennyKateWhoIsInCali and make her tell me how pretty and funny and sweet and amazing I am!

FakeJennyKateWhoIsInCali: Jiff, you are so pretty and funny and sweet and amazing!

Jiff: Yeah, that was awesome! Alright, my loverlies, have a most excellent weekend!

Much love to our beta TwiFanMom and my hubby for pre-reading!