One Apple Five Orgasms ~ Orgasm # 4, 5, & ?

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Shhhhh…..

Chapter 25

One Apple Five Orgasms ~ Orgasm # 4, 5, & ?

“Beg all you want princess. You are still going to get my belt smacking your pussy.”

Isabella attacks his mouth kissing him deeply only to taste her self on his lips.

Eric interrupts their embrace when he opens the door and their ride has ended. Isabella does not want to peel herself away from him. Her desire for him has grown in the last several minutes.

It is his venom.

His venom is driving her insane with lust again only this time; it is not mixed with Ecstasy. No this time it is mixed with her own need for him. He is becoming everything to her and she cannot get enough of him.

In the stairwell, they could not wait…walking through the main entrance of Edward’s Apartment building made her pussy quiver with pleasure. An opportunity wouldn’t be overlooked, and immediately Isabella found herself slammed against the wall, his hands everywhere, making fast work of her dress, trailing under the hem, pushing it up to feel the heat between her legs, also, pulling it slightly to the side to reveal her erect nipple as he sucked on one fiercely. She unzips his trousers, she manipulates him quickly out of his boxers, and his cock falls out now finally exposed to her.
“Oh HELL YES!” He groans out a growl when she slides down the wall, now gripping his cock in her hot little hand, even if it doesn’t fit all the way around she begins a steady stroking up and down as she fists his shaft. Now licking her lips mewling like a hungry kitten her eyes gaze up at him asking for permission.
“You want a taste Angel?” his thumb caresses her cheek as her big brown eyes look up past his cock and the innocence he sees in them just floors him. Her words come out, piercing into his heart and if he had a soul, he was sure that those words would have rattled it too.
“Only if you allow, Master.”
Edward cannot help when his eyes roll in the back his head and the thud of his skull echoes through the stairwell as it hits the wall when it falls back. Her warm breath blows over his icy cold erection when suddenly, her lips wrap around him, and she eagerly begins to suck him without any guidance whatsoever.
Master is fucking pleased!

S*h*h*h*h*h*…..

Edward’s POV

“Motherfuck me sideways!” Edward groans and moans out in sheer pleasure. I know I fucking taught her but fuck did she really learn this shit that fucking fast? My God, if I open my eyes and watch this it will be the end for me already. The way she is sucking me, just swallowing everything she can. The heat of her mouth feels like nothing I have ever experienced before every time I feel it around me. I love how warm she is. She heats me up to the fucking core!

Maybe I can control myself if I just half peek.

Oh…hell…Damn what a mistake this is…

“Look at you. You are fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth!”

Then she begins to suck hard. I mean fucking hard, hard, and the wet slurping as she works that hot little tongue all around my shaft while she tastes the come that is leaking out of the slit while her skills at cock sucking somehow, just grew ten fold in mere seconds. I suck in a breath and hold that fucker trying to stay composed, then she pulls away and I have to thank fucking God, because I was already near ready to begin spewing my entire load down her fucking throat as it was. Hell I am on the verge of yelling out fucking loud. I need to get us upstairs, before we get caught in the stairwell.

I look down at her, watching in fascination as she gently locks her teeth at the ridge of my mushroom, she flicks lightly with her tongue sliding the tip of it through my slit and then she fucking hummed and held me right here. I am fucking speechless, unmoving, and stunned beyond all reason; by the way, she is just going to work and sucking my fucking cock.

I am right on the fucking precipice, her teasing is wicked, she is not about to let me jump either…pulling it out each time, and I am so fucking close, then I hear the thought and our fun has to end. I curse the fucker that is about to ruin the best fucking blowjob of my life!

I will take the stairs. It is only four flights up. I need the exercise.

“Baby you have to stop. Someone is going to be coming in any second.” With lightning speed I tuck it away pull her up and slide her dress back over to conceal her beautiful tits from prying eyes and quickly lead her out of the stairwell to the second floor elevator and press the button. While we wait, I cannot help but hear her thoughts.

I wonder if it is possible to do it on an elevator, was this building tall, how far up do we have to go?

A small chuckle slips past my lips and I turn to her.

“Behave Isabella.” I give her my stern voice, but even I can hear the humor in it. She looks up at me all wide-eyed and innocent and bats those lashes at me.

“What? I didn’t say anything.” And I cannot help but laugh out loud.

“You little devil you thought it!”

She puts her finger to her lip, bats her lashes again, all the while, feigning innocence, while her thoughts are anything but!

Number four would be sort of fun in the elevator…hmm?

She is teasing and taunting me. I shake my head at her and lean down to whisper in her ear. “Four only comes after I show you how wet you can get slapping at a very wet pussy. Behave!” I smirk when I pull back and her face has morphed into eyes that are now all half-open and dreamy with pure lust burning in them.

“Naughty girl.” I swat her ass lightly just as the elevator door dings.

I swipe my card and we head to the penthouse.

We step into the foyer and I press in the entry code and hold the door for her. She steps inside and I hear her gasp.

    

“Wow, it is beautiful!” Her eyes are wide and she walks in to look out over the Hudson to the west and continues to walk around to the east where there is a view of central park, but at night, it isn’t very clear. The cool thing about my penthouse is the first level since it is all glass all the way around so you got a three hundred and sixty degree view of the entire New York area.  

I look out over the city with her for a moment and then head directly for the kitchen to assure that Eric has properly stocked it with the supplies I asked him to pick up for Isabella. I need to get her hydrated as soon as possible, especially for this evenings planned activities.

Isabella follows behind me, because she had no choice really, we are still tethered, and I jump when she literally grabs my ass pinching it, as I enter the kitchen. I turn quickly and just gape at her, and damn it if she was not standing there blushing like a freshly painted flushed cheek porcelain doll. Her big bashful smile turns into a sweet little giggle.

“You are the devil incarnate, I swear you little heathen.” I swiftly lift her up and swing her around planting her ass on the counter while I step to the side to get in the refrigerator, that of which I had never used here before. I pull out a bottle of water and make her drink, while I stand in front of her, rubbing my hands over the soft heated flesh of her inner thighs.

“Spread Isabella, show me that pretty pussy.” I step back as she willingly gives me what I request of her. She is following my instructions perfectly and I cannot help but feel proud how she does not let her bashfulness rule her actions.

“Such a naughty girl, do you realize your pussy is dripping on my counter?” I tease.

She blushes fiercely and I should almost expect it by now, but she still surprises me when she came out with a sassy little comment about my need to keep things just so.

“Oops. Does that mean we have to call Mr. Clean to come sanitize the whole house now?” Her lips lift up in the cutest damn smile and she bats those fucking lashes at me.

My eyes widened for a split second and I give her a half-crooked smile, holding my tongue for a moment.

So mother fucking sassy.  

“Oh Isabella, I cannot wait to get you tied the fuck down to my bed upstairs. Finish that water little girl!” I growl watching her put the bottle to her lips and my eyes roam down to her throat. I watch her throat constrict with each gulp she takes, down that hot little throat of hers. I then focus on her pulse. He wanted her. I could feel him there waiting and hoping I lost focus again. Well that, was not about to fucking happen.

Fuck. That. Shit.

Once she is finished, I pull her down off the counter and unfasten her tether.

“Get your ass up to that third level and wait by the fucking door.” I growl into her neck and kiss it quickly.

“Yes, Master.” She looks up at me with a bashful smile and her finger came out to trace the planes of my chest through my open shirt.

“Now Isabella, and I want you standing naked waiting for me.” I command her.

She turns and leaves heading up the spiral glass stair case and I can’t help but watch her make her exit standing below as her bare little ass shakes with each step she takes up. She is so wet, the scent of her arousal is thick in the air all around me, I am sure she is clearly a little moist between her thighs. Which reminds me, I turn to go back to the kitchen to clean up the counter.

Once I took care of things down here, I make my way up to the bedroom and open up my suitcase that Eric already brought up for us, while we were at dinner. I pull out her collar and all six cuffs. I kick off my shoes, remove my socks, and unfasten my trousers, folding them and laying them on the bed. Now with only my black silk boxers on, I head upstairs. She stands here fidgeting and clearly rubbing her thighs together holding her dress as its hanging over her arm. She is chewing on that bottom lip. I am glad I decided that the dress should be spared from ripping it off her because really, it is far too fucking sexy to shred and I want her to wear it again for me.

Her eyes met with mine and I could see she was anxious and clearly a little nervous.

“Don’t be nervous Angel. What is your safe word?” I ask reminding her she always has the option to use it.

“Red.”

“Good girl.” I wink at her turning to enter the code as the door opens. She follows in behind me.

The first room was sort of a dressing room of sorts. I had a chair and a wall of shelves with some implements stored here, but for the most part, its main purpose was the vanity and closet full of clothes to get ready in. I had Eric remove the prior wardrobe, because starting tomorrow Isabella was going to be shopping, trying on everything I could get her into to fill this closet. Every closet I had in each home will be full to her hearts desire.

The walls are adorned with bondage art also, but thankfully, none of the photos were of anyone of my former submissive’s.

I push the button, which slides the wall along the far corner open to reveal my playroom that was located on the other side of the wall.

“Stand at the foot of my bed Isabella.” I command.

I walk over and lay her cuffs down. I began to place her cuffs on her first, while her eyes were looking up at me the whole time. I love that she did not need a reminder to look at me. Her eyes always focus on me all the time, unless of course a bashful moment overcomes her. I then slid the collar around her throat, but as I did I leaned down and capture her lips with mine, kissing her deeply while I fastened it, making sure it is not too snug. I slid my hand under the nape of her neck under her hair and pull her in to kiss her deeper. I bore my gaze into hers when I pull back ending the kiss.

“I wanna get really nasty with you Isabella. I wanna make you scream and beg me to make you come so fucking hard, you ache from the inside out. I am going to break that sweet pussy in, and baby you better be fucking ready to come on my command, cause if you don’t, we are going to have to strap something that vibrates so fucking hard to that little clit of yours, I will have you spraying come all across this room. Repeatedly. Now get that sweet ass up on the bed and spread those legs and arms out so I can fasten you the fuck down.”

A gasp passes her lips, as she shuffles her feet her eyes never losing contact with mine but they widen slightly before they dilate and darkened now with my words and her body’s desire for a good hard fucking.

As she climbs up on the bed, I continue to speak to her.

“Tying you down isn’t for my benefit either Isabella. This is to keep you still and in place so that you are unable to move or keep me from working on you sweet hot tight pussy, because otherwise you would be squirming like a little fucking inchworm trying to get away from the things I am going to do to get you so fucking worked up, before I am ready to pound into you.”

I can hear her heart thundering in her chest and I smile at her with a devious smile. I walk to the head of the bed, to connect her cuffs to the chains already in place. Now that she is spread wide, I attach her matching ankle cuffs to her ankles, the two thigh cuffs around her thighs. There is no way in hell she is going to be able to close those legs on me now while I am down there giving her pussy my undivided attention.  

I walk over dim the lights to help relax her a little, flip the iPod dock up select my favorite play list of soft tunes that are great to listen to when you are fucking. The rhythm of each song makes for a great continuous rhythm you can follow with each thrust while prolonging sex.   

I pull my boxers off, toss them to the chair, and head for the wall of toys. There is one paddle there that I have never used and it is for obvious reasons.

I pick it up because there is only one girl I want to use this on. I would have loved to taken a belt to her pussy but she is human and I have to remember to make sure and control my strength and my choice of toys when I am playing with her.

I slap the paddle once hard against my hand to test the feel of it. It doesn’t really matter though because my skin is nothing like hers and it is really useless to think I can tell at what degree to hit her with it.

It is all trial and error from this point.

I was surprised when she jumps at the sound of it.

“I will not hurt you to the point of injury Isabella. I am more about pleasure than pain baby. I want you to relax because this is going to feel good I promise baby…once I get you warmed up. I’ll do things you will never forget but you have to remember your safe words and to tell me if it’s too hard. I will ease up on my swing.”

I lay it down on her tummy, and lean over her and nibble on her nipple with my lips flicking my tongue over her hardened peak now.

“Mmm… so sweet.” I murmur sticking my tongue out and licking, swirling it and then sucking all of it into my mouth. Her nipple only pebbles up hardening further.  

“Let’s play.” I smile down on her as I reach down between her legs to smack her lips softly. Her reaction is normal as she jumps from the sensation and the sound.

“Oh God!”

“Master Isabella. I won’t remind you again and baby you can try to close those legs but I assure you they are locked in tight.” My voice is firm with warning.

“Yes Master.” She breathes out a deep breath and I watch her chest as it exaggerates the action of inhaling a deep breath. Her breasts are fucking perfect and I cannot help but squeeze them a couple of times pinching her nipples before I return to my previous duty.

Slap!

“Mm…” she bites her bottom lip after she relaxes a little. Her thoughts flood my mind.

Doing this with him feels so naughty; I cannot believe how I find all of this such an erotic turn on. Am I crazy to want him to keep going? I don’t want him to stop. It feels so good!

“I have no intention of stopping unless you safe word Isabella and right now I would like to know what color you are at.” I speak softly to soothe any possible fears as I give her another quick slap.

Slap!

“Green!” She blurts out the words and clenches her eyes closed. I chuckle at her all too quick response.

Slap! I quickly press my cool hand to her bare heated flesh and hold it over her pussy to soothe it. I can actually feel the heat coming off it. It is fucking delicious and I want it even hotter.  

I lean down next to her ear and press my lips along her lobe, “Your pussy is getting warmer Isabella. Color?” I ask again in a deep throaty tone.

“Green.”

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

“Now what color Angel?” I gaze down at her pussy to assess her skin making sure there will be no bruising. It is clearly just a little red and swollen now, not to mention the little bead of come that has pooled right at her entrance and is about ready to slide down her ass cheeks where it will pool over her pink rim.

“So wet.” I murmur.  “You’re leaking baby.” I whisper.

“Gggg…gggreen.”

Fuck, I am going to come if he keeps this up.

I pick up the specific paddle I have especially for her not letting her see it, I flick my wrist as softly as I possibly can. The paddle makes contact with her bare wet flesh as lightly as I can manage; she winces, because even as light as I hit her, it still stings her already sensitive flesh.  

She hisses and sucks her bottom lip in chewing it with her teeth fighting back the moan she is trying desperately to hold in.

“Hmmm….stings doesn’t it Angel?” I taunt while her body is growing more highly aroused. Her flesh pebbles up as I let the back of my hand run along her side. She shudders as it moves down her body over her hipbone. I caress her pussy lips with my fingertips. The small red swelling of the shape that the paddle left behind, is now embossed across her right bare lip below her shaved V. I smile at how prominent it is now.

“Perfect.” I smile and cannot help but stare at the vision that is an outline in raised red flesh.

Why has he stopped? I don’t want him to stop. Jesus I am so aroused! This is fucking insane! I want it. I want more!

“You can ask for anything Isabella…what do you want love?” I question testing her.

“Please.”

“I need more than just a simple please Isabella.”

“Please Master, I need more.”

 “That is not what I want to hear. I want to hear how filthy that dirty smart little mouth of yours can beg for me to do naughty things to you. Come on Isabella, I can hear your thoughts, so you may as well just say it baby, I love how naughty your mind really is.”

“Oh God! I want you to smack it again. I want to feel the sting, the bite of it and I want you to keep doing it right over my swollen lips cause it feels so good…fuck just make me fucking come! Please Master”

Holy shit!

I stand here stunned by her words. How the fuck she manages to shock me every time I turn around is beyond me.

I reach over spread her lips exposing her clit further, rub circles over it and do a quick light tap over it. She is so fucking close and fuck there is nothing sexier than Isabella coming from having her pussy whipped with the outline of heart on those swollen hot soaking wet lips.

“You’re already too swollen and red but I think I know something you just may love.”

I crawl up the foot of the bed and grip my cock stroking it just admiring looking down at her.

“Look how hard you seem to keep me. Fuck Isabella…I have never been continuously hard in all my life. What the fuck are you doing to me?”

“Please…”

I let my tongue fall out and lower myself down to her navel. I swirl it around her adorable little innie and press a soft kiss on it.

“Hang on baby; I am a little thirsty for you.” I lave my tongue up the right side of her lips and back down the left swirling my tongue to taste her center. I reach up and push her lips back spreading her and press my lips right on her clit and I purr letting the vibration help to arouse her further.

“Oh FUCK! Oh, God Baby don’t stop that! Please more!” I seem to have found something she really likes.

“What Angel? I ask.

“Purring!”

“You like when I purr against your pussy?

Please please please….so motherfucking good. More baby…

 She is thrashing her hips up and down and I realize I need to calm her down before she fucks up her wrists that are still bound.

“Like this?” I murmur and press my lips again and just let them rest on her sensitive clit and nuzzle into her purring deeper.

“Sweet mother fuck!” her arms tug the cuffs. “I need you Edward please baby!”

 I quickly unfasten her ankle cuffs from the foot of the bed, bend her knees up and slap the rings to the chains on each thigh cuff that is off to the side of the bed, press the button on the side. The electronic mechanism begins to wind up the chain as she looks down surprised and watches her legs as they are gently spread open wider the shorter the chain gets.

“Fucking beautiful.” I reach down grab the wedge from under the bed and slide it up under her ass.

“You’re going to love this.” I smirk and press the head of my cock right against her entrance and slide into her slowly, stretching her and filling her tight wet heated pussy. She has no idea this angle is going to allow the tip of my cock to slide up around her G-spot to massage it getting her all worked up into a fucking frenzy of need.

“God you feel fucking wonderful wrapped around me. Look Angel look at how good I look pushing my huge cock into your still too innocent little pussy!”

“Oh baby…please…” she breathes out and her eyes roll to the back of her head. I cannot help but smile and let my fingers slide down to feel my cock move in her.

“Fuck baby I love how responsive you are, your clit is throbbing isn’t it? It is Isabella because I can feel your fucking pulse pumping in it when I rub it. Sensitive isn’t it little girl? Not used to having her pussy given so much attention huh baby?” Her legs quiver when I pinch first then put pressure on it.

I slide out of her slow, and gasp at how fucking tight she is when I push in. “God I love watching my cock fuck you…tomorrow night when I am ready for you that pussy better be fucking bare! Baby fucking smooth is that clear Isabella?”

“Yes…Oh please faster…harder God I need it harder!”

“Who do you want to fuck you harder?” I watch her eyes as they dart from where we are now connected to meet my gaze.

“Fuck me hard and fast Edward please God! Just do it. Fuck, I need to fucking come! I am so fucking close. Don’t hold back baby...its all yours Edward, just pleaseee!!”

I growl at her demands, grab her ankles, and hold her as I pull back and slam into her not nearly as hard as I actually could.

“Shit! YES!” She clenches her teeth tighter her jaw flexes as she strains it, her back arches; my thrust lifts her up even more when my pelvic bone hits her clit with each deep thrust.

“Feel good baby?” I pull out slow, slam into her again and just move my hips to the rhythm of the music that is playing faintly in the background.

Her hands are pulling on her restraints; both hands balled in tight fists. Her eyes are shut so tight as she whimpers under me while her head shakes back and forth.

Oh God fuck yes… so good…make me come! Make me fucking come! So close!! Fuckkkkk…..pleaseeeeeee!

“Fuck Isabella that is one wet fucking pussy baby! Damn you just let loose huh baby!? That shit is fucking sexy! Look down baby, look at my fucking cock now all soaking wet from you.”

Her eyes finally open and I look into them seeing how dark and full of need they are. Her eyes narrow into slits and I would swear she was fucking possessed the way she spoke through her clenched teeth.

“God you are hitting it so fucking perfect Edward but I want it fucking HARDER!” she threw her head back and lifted her hips up pushing into me as hard as she could.

Her hot sweet breath blew over my face as she gasped at how deep I can really go.

“Oh Isabella…such a nasty little girl, you need it harder baby? Begging for it now are you?”

“Yes Edward pleaseeeeeeee fuck me!”

I move over her, slide my hand under the back of her hair, lift her up a little, and demand,

“Watch it.”

I don’t fuck her any harder, no matter how much she begs, because I could hurt her so easily, but I can fuck her at a speed she isn’t going to forget.

I kick it up and my hips must be nothing but a blur to her eyes as I pound into her.

“Oh…oh….oh…mmmm….mother fuck I am gonna come baby yeah!”

“That is it Isabella fucking come again! Come on my fucking cock you know you want to!”

Her body shakes in convulsive spasms and I press my lips against her ear murmuring,

“You are getting my cock so fucking wet. Can you hear those wet smacking sounds?”

“Yes!” she cries out as I feel her grip me from deep inside.

“Fuck you pussy gets mother fucking hell of tight when you come! As if that shit didn’t feel good enough the way your walls pulse around my cock! Fuck Bella! My fucking turn that’s it…keep going baby…bring me with you!”

My body tenses and I freeze as I explode deep inside of her.

“Yes! YES! That’s it Isabella you are coming all over it!” She is literally soaked and I stroke it slowing down my thrusts as she comes down slowly while I am still spurting my come deep into her.

“I love that I can feel the coolness of you filling me!” Her hands grip my hair and she pulls my head to look at her.

“Just a little.” Her eyes plead with me.

“Angel…you have had enough.”

Her tongue licks my lips and she presses it into my mouth seeking and knowing my fangs are out and venom is seeping out of them.

I only let her taste a little before I shift my body weight and lay off to the side of her, while I kiss her neck, licking her sweet salty skin while I nuzzle into it purring instantly.

I continue to lick at her bare throat and along her jaw and tell her, “You’re not done Isabella. I am not done with you.”

Once she seems as though she is somewhat composed, I move up and straddle her shoulders. “Lick me clean Isabella…then you still owe me one more.” I reach down and caress her cheek with my thumb. “Lick baby.”

Her hot breathe blows over my cock and it causes me to shudder from the sensation and that wonderful heat she exudes. I take my cock in my other hand and use my thumb to brush over her bottom lip pushing it down. “Open baby…that’s it good girl.” I begin to rub the tip of my cock over her lips as they are now parted, I press it forward and watch her hot little tongue lick every bit of her flavor off me thoroughly.

“Hmm…now I get to taste you on those lips.” I smile down at her sliding my body to lay over top of her while I lean into her lips and begin to kiss her. I love tasting the sweetness of her on her hot little mouth but with her sexy scent and arousal on her lips, it’s fucking better than anything! I purr against her neck and let my tongue just taste her.

“I could live off your flavor Isabella!”

I start to slowly unfasten her cuffs, gently rubbing her wrists.

“Fuck Angel…look at what you did to your wrists baby. You were pulling on those fuckers too much.”

They both have red raw scrapes on them. I remove the cuffs on her thighs and those seem to be okay. I tell her to wait here and I get up to go in and get some cream from her suitcase and when I come back she is laying there on the bed and her entire body is quivering.

“Are you cold?”

She shakes her head no, her eyes are heavy, and I stand here wondering what is wrong. I don’t know shit about humans. I am at a total loss.

The when she speaks her voice is all breathy and seductive. “Still excited.”

Fucking hell.

I watch her hand slide down and she spreads her legs the little red heart outline is slowly  starting to fade but I watch her fingers trace her hip bone as it moves down slowly…I just stand here as still as I can because it’s sort of like she forgot about me or something, like I am not even here. She then slips her hand down and spreads her lips open. I fight the hiss from sneaking out past my lips and her other hand and fingers work furiously on her little swollen clit

My cock is already a steel fucking rod volunteering to offer his services.

Fuck this.

I walk over rub the cream on her wrists while she continues to rub her pussy. I put some on my fingers and rub it over the area that forged out the heart and toss that stuff. Then I slide my arms under her and lift her up to straddle me. I pinch her cheeks in my hand, get her undivided attention, and inform her, “Isabella, that orgasm is mine, don’t you dare.”

I carry her down to the first floor and set her down. The room is very dark outside of the lights from the city that shine in the window.

“You wanna come again  baby?” I turn her around and walk her over to a window facing several buildings just as tall as this one.

She looks around over her shoulder at me wondering what in the hell I brought her down here for.

“I am gonna fuck you up against the window so all of New York can see that you are fucking mine! Put your hands up to brace yourself Angel and spread those fucking legs!”

Oh. My. Fucking. God! He is seriously going to do this?

“Damn fucking straight.” I push the head of my cock pressed up against her slit and tease her a little first rubbing it back and forth.

“I come before you. You fucking come before me Isabella and I will punish you. Do not disappoint me love, you have done so well up until now. Now…beg for it.”

“Mmmm….please Master. Fuck me. I want it.”

“I know you do...now squeeze your tits and pinch those nipples while I fuck you in front of the world.”

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And a little Rob love to go with! 

 Okay...whew!....I need oxygen! lol! Sorry for any errors...I am wore out!

Chapter 24 One Apple Five Orgasms ~ Orgasm # 2 & 3

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Shhhhh…..

Chapter 24

One Apple Five Orgasms ~ Orgasm # 2 & 3

Edward’s cell phone vibrates in his pocket and he starts to ignore it before he realizes that it is Alice’s ring tone. Edward knows better than to ignore a call from Alice.

No one ignores Alice. 

Edward berates himself as he mutters; you are a little late Alice!

He pulls it out not saying a word when he puts it to his ear. He still cannot speak because he is still trying to decipher what just happened.

“Edward, you tell her you love her, and when she didn’t respond you panicked. He is trying to stake the claim on her that you haven’t actually made yet. He thinks your failing.”

“What the hell does that mean Ally?” He says through clenched teeth.

“How long did it take Peter before he was forced to change Char?”

“Five days.”

“You have been around her a lot longer than a week now Edward. As vampires, we have no sense of time. We have eternity so putting something off makes no sense. Is there a reason why you haven’t changed her?”

“I don’t want to…yet.”

“All I am going to say is the longer you wait, the more chances there are that he will end up trying to do it before you get around to it. That is the last thing you want to happen, is to have him bring her into this life. If he does it before you do Edward, you will not be able to live with yourself. You know there is no guarantee he won’t end up killing her first.”

The scent of salt thickens the air around him. Edward’s eyes finally scan up to look at Isabella who has now sat up and is wiping the tears away from her cheeks. She isn’t even looking at him, her face turned towards the window.

His brow furrows when he sees he is no longer tethered to her. His eyes scan to her bare wrist.  

“How do I control him?” He asks Ally, and Isabella’s eyes dart to his quickly.

“Change her. If I am lucky enough to get a vision that includes her, it’s so hazy and changes at the drop of a hat. Something is all wrong everything is mixed up. Everything goes wrong. There are so many people involved I can’t tell you what is up and what is down. Then there is a vision of a blonde female. I couldn’t tell you if she is even a vampire. I don’t recognize her. You have some important faxes at your apartment from Peter. You need to read them when you get home.”

“So I can’t then, is what you are saying. I have always been able to control him, why can’t I now?”

“Simple Edward. Just as she is your mate, her demon is his and you may want to wait but he won’t.”

Edward closed his eyes, ran his hand through his hair, and willed Alice to hear his question.

“She is really strong Edward. Stronger than you give her credit for. She brought you back. You didn’t. Ask her to forgive you and promise to let her confront him. She is really pissed off at him right now. She needs assurance that she will get her chance. You grant her that and everything will be fine. You can go back to reaching your perverted little goal you freak!” she giggles.

“That’s insane Alice! There is no way I will let that happen.”

Alice sighs, “Like I said, she is tougher than you think. You want to give her everything? Well then man up and give her the opportunity, it is the only thing I can tell you. He will not know what hit him. Actually, spider monkey…let her at him with Jasper, Ben, Emmett ringside, and me. We can keep him contained if you cannot. She deserves her payback.” Alice’s voice softened and lowered, “She will not admit it, but he scared her Edward. He scared her into being pissed. You think buying her diamonds will win her over? Think again. She sure as hell stood up to a 6 foot 2 arrogant vampire that first night you met her didn’t she?”

“Yeah she did.” Edward couldn’t help but smile at the memory of her ferociousness that night. She was stunning.

“And she has you wrapped. I can only imagine what she will do to him.” She laughs.

Edward growled as he hung up the phone tossing it on the seat, he moves to sit next to her.

“I need you to look at me.” He asks, his tone is soft and remorseful.

Her eyes move to his and his heart cracks a little. “I have to ask first Isabella. Do you still trust me?” The pain is evident on his face that he hurt her.

“Of course.” She stares at him now that he has dropped his own eyes not even able to look at her knowing he must have used some pretty harsh filthy words in a derogatory way with her. He knew his inner beast was ruthless, cruel and not above showing the darkest of darkness in him.

“Then why is my tether off you?” his eyes met with hers again only briefly.

“He yanked it off, when he yanked my hand away from your wrist.” Edward swallowed the venom that pooled in his throat at the anger that was boiling under his skin as he cursed at him mentally. His inner beast laughed back at him in his thoughts.

Edward reaches out, takes her hand to inspect it. She has a red burn and bruising.

He wraps his hands around it completely to keep it from swelling with his cool touch.

“I am so, so, sorry.” He murmurs his eyes reflect the hurt. “I adore you in frightening dangerous ways Isabella. I can’t help it. He is part of me. I wished it weren’t true, but if I have had to come to grips with one thing, is that as much as I hate him, he is ingrained in me.” His eyes were now looking down away from her as he admits this.

“Look at me.” She commands.

Edwards’s eyes widen in sheer surprise meeting with hers and they are now burning with anger into his.

“It wasn’t you. I know you. I have spent the last few days with you. That. Was. Not. You. You do not owe me an apology. He does.”

“He isn’t a rational being Isabella; he won’t give you anything but nasty comebacks to torment the hell out of you.”

“I haven’t asked him for it yet.”

“Isabella….”

“I am not your submissive right now. I am Isabella Swan. The girl that was just verbally and physically assaulted by what you call your inner beast. I am not afraid of him. Five minutes. You owe me that and he definitely owes me that!” Her lips pursed and she was not backing down.

“You are beautiful when you are fierce. Okay Angel. Anything you want. When we return from New York, I promise.” Edward reluctantly agrees but agrees to it anyway. He was serious when he said he would do anything for her, but he knew one thing, he would protect her first. Emmett would protect her for him. He trusted Emmett to contain him.

“That is all I ask.” Isabella leans in and cups his cheek with her other hand and presses her lips to Edwards.

“I am still so fucking sorry.” He says when she pulls away.

“What did your sister say?” she changes the subject.

“Can we talk about it later? We are about to arrive at the club. Are you sure, you still want to be here. We don’t have to go. I can have Zafrina come by and see me later. We can go home.”

“No. I want to dance with you.” She flushes. “At least once anyway.”

He agrees. His hand still cradles her wrist as he picks up her tether and puts it in his pocket.

“Aren’t you going to put that back on?” she asks a look of hurt present on her face.  

“I wasn’t sure you would want me to.”

Isabella made the mistake of rolling her eyes.

Edwards jaw clenched. “Do you want me to put it on?” He manages to get out and is not about to hold that against her now, but he files it away.

“Yes.” She replies. “I love that you tether me to you.” Her voice is soft and sweet and he brushes her lower lids removing any traces of her tears, leaning in he kisses her and while he does, the tether is back in place before she realizes he has fastened it to her as Eric pulls up in front of the club and climbs out to open the door for them.

S*h*h*h*h*h……

As soon as Edward steps out, he reaches out to take Isabella’s hand. The line to get into the club was so long, you could not see the end as it trailed around the corner. All eyes of those waiting were now on them as they exited Lizzie. He was the Dominant one. He needed to right everything that just went wrong. He had to take back his control and do it quickly.

Edward walks up to the bouncer and nods. “Good Evening Mr. Cullen. Zafrina just called asking if you had arrived yet.”

Edward smiles at him and replies, “Can you let her know I am on my way up?”

“Certainly.” The bouncer presses his earphone, while he unhooks the rope to allow them in.

Edward tightens his grip on Isabella’s hand, and leads the way to the double doors. He turns her to face him stopping before they proceed any further.

“Keep your hand in mine. Some of what you may see Isabella is not what you may think.

This is an all vampire club with several Swans inside. Swans are humans that volunteer to allow those of us who are willing to partake in drinking their blood. They are not being forced or changed. You are safe with me in here; I own half of this club along with Zafrina. Every bouncer in here already knows that when I enter with you, that you are to be protected at all costs. You have nothing to worry about.”

“I’m not worried.” She smiles up at him. “I feel safe with you.”

He gives her a soft smile shaking his head in disbelief. “You are amazing.” He murmurs, placing a kiss on the top of her head.

He turns leading her to the doors now with his hands on her hips, he begins pushing her forward. The techno music gets louder once they pass through the next set of doors. Upon entering, Isabella’s eyes roam the club.

 “Vampire’s.” she mutters aloud and several look her way.

Her eyes are wide and filled with nothing but wonder as she watches the scene in front of her. 

“Keep going Angel.” He nudges her forward his lips against her ear. She cannot help but watch as the dancers on the dance floor move so fast to the beat they are just a blur to her human eyes.

The lighting casts shadows in neon colors and she catches glimpses of blurry forms as they move around her. She cannot help but pause to watch in awe.

Suddenly, Edward grips her hips tighter and lower and grinds against her swaying her hips with his to the music and the beat. His lips murmur against her ear, “I promise we can dance after I see Zafrina first, okay?”

Isabella nods and he continues to move to the rhythm for a minute before he urges her to move, “Keep going.” He urges pushing her forward and she allows him to lead her in the direction he wishes to go directly to a staircase that leads up to a platform that overlooks the entire club. Edward stays right behind her as they climb them and enter a deep burgundy and blood red decorated sitting area where there a people sitting in a group eyeing them as they approach

“Edward!” Zafrina screeches and with lightning fast speed she rushes up out of her seat to greet him.

“Hello beautiful.” He leans down and half hugs her while she hugs him back.

“Let me guess this little beauty must be Isabella?” She turns to Bella.

“Yes.” Edward replies smiling down at her with pride. “Isabella this is a dear friend and my business partner Zafrina.”

Bella smiles and politely holds out her free hand. Zafrina shakes it and her hand is ice cold, which is no surprise.

“She smells delish Edward.”

“Zafrina.” His voice is low and deep in warning. A low growl emanates out of his chest. He narrows his eyes at her and she throws her head back laughing.

“I knew it. She is the one isn’t she? You green eyed vamp!” she ruffles his hair and he groans.

“I never thought out of anyone, that the infamous bad boy/player Edward Cullen, would wind up mated! To a human no less!”

Edward’s arm wraps around Isabella’s waist and he growls his eyes moving around the room.

 

“Someone is eyeing her up aren’t they?” Zafrina looks around and sighs. “Oh to have such a gift.” She giggles.

“New DJ?” Edward asks glaring his direction. The DJ’s booth sits level with them and his eyes are looking Isabella up and down while he licks his lips. His thoughts of running his hands up and down her legs are pissing him off.

“As a matter of fact yes.” Zafrina looks over his way and realizes he is the one that has Edward reacting all possessive.

Just when his next thought is of wrapping her legs around him,

“Fire him after closing.” Edward barks taking Isabella’s hand and leading her back down the stairs, across the crowded dance floor. He moves up to the DJ booth stopping Isabella’s  so she is out of his hearing range, while Edward speaks to him in his ear. The DJ is no longer looking at Isabella and is focusing on finding some music.

Edward turns back and leans down to Isabella and demands, “Dance floor.” She nods and starts heading down the stairs. Edward has her waist in his grip moving behind her, the lights dim down darkening the club even further, leaving the dance floor in very little light.

The music switches out to a rhythm that is upbeat and sexy. The beat just grows even sexier and it is one of those songs that are obviously perfect for dancing up close and grinding on your dance partner.

Edward’s hands turn her to face him while his knee moves in between her legs smoothly positioning her to straddle his thigh. He begins to lead her swaying and moving her to the beat over his thigh. Isabella picks up the rhythm and sways with him catching on and she smiles up at him. He has nothing but lust in his eyes while his hand slowly slips under the back of her leg moving it to rest on her ass under her skirt as he squeezes her cheek. He pulls her in even closer. Gracefully his other hand slides up under the front of her dress and a cold draft is now washing over her bare heated skin. She gasps when she watches her panties are now being tucked into his front pocket and he has a wicked grin on his face. His hand cups the outside of her thigh as he lets his thumb graze over the heated flesh of her sex and she is already growing wetter. His thumb inches up closer and closer to her already aroused and protruding clit. With his thigh helping to inch up her skirt higher and higher, he leans down and whispers in her ear, “When I turn you around you spread those legs as far as you can without being obvious and tilt your body forward.”

Isabella chews her bottom lip and nods while Edward narrows his eyes. He holds that thought for later as he spins her so fast she gets slightly dizzy. Instantly she feels the electricity of his touch as his nose nuzzles into her neck through her thick locks. He cannot help but groan into the back of her sweetly scented hair.

“Tilt forwards just a little more Angel.” He whispers into her ear as he makes quick work of unzipping his pants to bring out his hardness. She does as he asks and without any hesitation, he presses the head of his cock against her hot wet slit up under her skirt from behind her keeping her covered to anyone that may be watching. He cannot hold back already so fucking hard and he just pushes forward thrusting his cock up into her. Isabella gasps and he holds her still for a moment, then he orders, “Be a good little girl and sway to the beat with me. Move when I do. She follows his lead and with each sway he slides out and then back in.

Edward knows that human eyesight in this light is minimal at best but to every vampire they can see everything as if it were daytime. Isabella has no idea of this but he is taking every precaution to assure she is kept hidden to everyone but him.

Her thoughts flood his mind.

Oh God I can’t believe he is doing this here in front of everyone. Jesus…it feels so fucking good though. I have been wanting him in me all night.

His lips press against her ear, “Do you have any idea how tight you are this way? I cannot even believe you can get tighter baby. No one knows my cock is buried in your hot wet little pussy right now…but by the time I pull it out, I am sure someone will.”

He nips her ear and licks the outer shell and she shudders.

“You gonna give me the second one Isabella?” She whimpers and presses into him with her own movement meeting his.

“That’s it baby.” He growls. He takes her tethered hand, guides it down under her skirt with his over top, and whispers, “Work your clit with me baby.”

They continue to sway to the beat of the music, her blush floods her chest, neck, and face, her cheeks now flushed a rose color.

“Faster Isabella….that’s it good girl.” She sucks her bottom lip in to hold back the noise that she wants to yell aloud. Edward sways faster and thrusts up into her monitoring the minds around him.

He cups her pussy with his hand, slips his fingers down between her wet lips, and begins to help her rub frantically as he licks her earlobe.

“Feel me deep inside of you?” he growls. “Fuck I have wanted to be inside of you all night.”

Me too! Sooo Good….

“You are so fucking ready Angel and I am so fucking close you ready baby? Huh?”

Oh God! Yes…I wanna come!! I can’t believe I am doing this!

Her fingers frantically rub her clit and she is right there.

“Such a naughty girl, Show me just how naughty!” He growls, his voice deep and commanding her to come.

Her entire body stiffens her pussy clamps down like a fucking vice on his cock and she is on the edge.

“Fucking come with me now!” He commands with one hard deep fast thrust she whimpers as the cold spurts of his thick come shoot up against her walls deep inside of her bringing her own climax even further over the edge. Edward’s teeth clench down to fight back that urge to bite her again, his fangs out and he hisses in pleasure and delicious pain as his throat lights up like a towering inferno of flames as they lick at his tonsils.

Isabella’s head turns to the side, Edward presses his lips to her cheek, and she breathes out in heavy pants.

I am coming! Oh, God I can’t stop it!

“I don’t want you to Angel let go baby, I have you Angel give it to me…then you only have three more left to give me before the night is over.” He holds her steady as her body convulses among the crowded dance floor while his hips sway.

“That’s my girl, you are creaming all over my cock Isabella. Your pussy is squeezing it and milking every last drop out of me…fuck yeah! So fucking wet. Every vampire in here smells your sweet blood and now that sweet nectar dripping down my cock Angel…but I am the one that gets to take you home.”

Isabella nearly collapses in his arms out of breath spent from her bliss.

“That is it Angel. We are done for the night it is time to take you home and get you tied down to my fucking bed where I am going to force three more out of you!”

Edward pulls out quickly turns her around slides his phone out hitting one button on his phone to page Eric and slides his arm under Isabella’s legs lifting her up and carrying her toward the exit.

S*h*h*h*h*h*….

Edward’s POV

“Home Eric.”

“Yes sir.” He shuts the door behind me as Isabella is sitting in my lap her head nestled in the crook of my neck.

Her lips kiss along my throat as she hums against it. She is driving me insane and I am already hard again and ready to fuck her. My cock twitches under her ass and she wiggles against it.

She lets out a deep sigh and I wonder if she is tired.

“Are you tired Isabella?”

“Not much.”

I know what I am considering and I know I sure, as fuck should not be considering it at all but I am not done with her yet. I want more of her. I told her five fucking orgasms and I want all fucking five of them.

Fuck it.

I slip my tongue in her mouth and kiss her deeper, harder and longer. I release my fangs and let her have what she is always after. What her tongue seeks out now every time she enters my fucking mouth and I always stop her. I do it before she has ingested too much. Her mouth devours mine licking and this time I don’t stop her at all.

Not even when her lips wrap on one of my sharp deadly fangs and she blatantly outright sucks it right out of the tip of my fang.

That’s it baby. You fucking want it. You know you do.

I am no better than Caius I think for a moment and then I realize she is aware of what she is taking in. She wants it. She always wants it. I am so fucking selfish and I don’t fucking care.

I slip my hand under her skirt and she just willingly opens her legs for me. I slip my middle finger up her slit and press it into her pumping it. The more aroused she gets, the more venom I produce, and she doesn’t stop drinking it down.

I pull back and she whimpers.

“That’s enough baby. You are going to be so hot and ready to fuck by the time we are home. I think I can get number three right here fingering your pussy. You wanna come again for me?”

“Uh huh.” Her hips buck against my palm and I slip the second finger in, seek out that g spot, and begin to tease the fuck out of it. She is wiggling like a goddamn puppy that doesn’t want to be held in my lap.

“You are so fucking naughty. Look at you whimpering to get finger fucked so you can come after you were just fucked on a crowded dance floor. That’s it baby. Grind that pussy into my hand.” She throws her head back, her back arches and she screams out,

“Oh God not again!”

“Yes again! Come for me!” I nudge the front of her dress over, lock onto her nipple, and suck hard on it. 

Her pussy convulses so hard on my hand she shoves my fingers out gasping for air and I pinch her clit to keep her riding it out all the way home. When we pull up, I pull out and lick my fingers push her dress back to cover her and growl in her ear.

“Four and five are going to include you tied up spread wide on my bed and I am going to enjoy a little pussy whipping before you get to have either of those.”  

She sits up and her body is like rubber. Her limbs will not even function and I chuckle knowing I should probably be carrying her up to the apartment but I decide we were taking at least the first flight using the stairs so I can be behind her once more in this dress watching her walk up before I shred it off her. 

© Robshandmonkey~

Chapter 23 One Apple, Five Orgasms ~ Orgasm ?

Shhhhh…..

Chapter 23

One Apple, Five Orgasms ~ Orgasm ?

Edward sits across from Isabella looking at nothing else but her. Isabella’s eyes were fixated on the huge windows that looked over the city of New York while they dined at the Four Seasons.

“It is so amazing and beautiful.” She turns to look at Edward.

His eyes just watch her. “You are far more amazing, and beautiful, doesn’t come close to what I see.” He looks down at her fingers laced through his over the table. Their tether keeps them connected.

“Here you are sir.” The waiter interrupts and shows Edward the bottle of champagne he has asked for.

“Do me a favor keep it chilled in the back but pour her out a glass. Keep it filled.”

“As you wish sir.” The waiter pours a glass for her and turns to leave.

Edward’s eyes move back to Isabella and she flushes.

“Thank you.” She smiles and picks up the glass and he watches her lips wrap around the rim of the leaded crystal. Her glossy lips leave a print on the glass as she drinks. He cannot help but focus in on her throat as the liquid moves down with each swallow.

“Hmm…” he hums and tries to turn his head to look out the window but she tilts the glass back catching his eyes. She then sets the glass down.

Edward goes back to their conversation. “Have you visited their graves since their passing?”

Isabella sighs. “No. I keep meaning to go back it is hard though.”

“I know Angel.” He replies.

“I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone—you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.”

“You were far too young to have lost your parent’s just as I was.” He gives her a soft sad smile. “Being a vampire, what is hard to deal with is the fact that our human memories fade the more time passes. I do have one parting gift from my mother that is in Carlisle’s memory. Her talking with him, telling him all about me, the way she adored me was obvious. All I have to do is bring it up and Carlisle can just pull it out and share it. It is comforting.”

She smiles softly sipping her champagne again, when she sets it down, she quotes Robert Frost. “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.”

“Isabella you stun me. You are far more intelligent than a typical eighteen-year-old young woman is. I was wrong when I told you that you were immature. You are anything but.” He pulls his hand with hers and leans in to kiss the back of it.

Isabella sighs as they sit in silence taking in the view before she asks, “Your parents, Carlisle and Esme are happy?”

Edward’s eyes narrow and he lets out a puff of air. “As well as can be expected. They settled for each other. They are not mates. They just sort of grew comfortable, although Esme is content, I don’t think my father is so much anymore.”

“That’s too bad.”

“They never should have married.” He stares out over the skyline. “Marriage is sacred and it should only be entered into with the only expectation of living out eternity with that one you have bound yourself to.”

“I agree.”

“Most younger people don’t. Sometimes I would swear you were thirty.” He chuckles.

“Rosalie always says that.” She muses as she looks out over the view.

“You trust her?” he asks brazenly.

“With my life.” She smiles. “She is all I have left of my parents.”

“How so?” he asks curiously.

“Phil loved her like a daughter. They were close. They grew closer once she dumped that idiot fiancé of hers. The cheating bastard tried to cop a feel of her bridesmaid on their wedding day. Rosalie was devastated and Phil picked up the pieces of her broken heart and stepped in to console her. Her father was too busy to give her much attention. Granted her daddy spoils the shit out of her, but it’s to make up for all the time he has been absent in her life. She is more like a sister to me. She watched me when I was little. She has just been in my life since as far back as I can remember.”

“That’s good.” He replies, “Alice is like the sister I never had. We are very close. Closer than friends even. I would protect her with my own life.”

“She is sweet.” Isabella smiles.

“She is also an uncontrollable little imp. I admit though, I can’t imagine her being any other way.” He grins.

“So when do you think Emmett will tell Rosalie?” She asks.

“He left me a message saying something about taking her away for the weekend. I believe his intention is to tell her then. Honestly Isabella, you know her better than anyone, how do you think she will take that sort of news?” he asks cocking his head to the side.

“I am not totally sure. Rosalie is nothing like me. I hope she takes it well. I can’t honestly give you an answer.”

“Isabella, I need to ask, is she trustworthy enough to keep this to herself?” he asks.

“Yes, I think so.”

“Our kind doesn’t need to be exposed, granted there are many humans that know of our existence, but we try to keep a low profile. The world is not ready for this knowledge. I don’t know that it would ever be. It is just one of those things that is common knowledge. Keep our existence as much of a secret as we can.”

“Is that a law or something?”

He chuckles. “No. Just keeps us from being chased by pitchfork wielding angry mobs, not to mention out of the laboratories of area 51 that your government has staged for such experiments on anything not carrying human DNA.” He chuckles.

She giggles and Edward cannot help but smile just as the waiter arrives with her meal. She watches his nose wrinkle in disgust while she eats.

“So where are we going after this?”

“First we are going to see a friend play at a bar. Then we are going to the Crimson Club.” He watches her as she swallows the last of her champagne and inhales her scent assessing her alcohol blood level. He waves the waiter over to pour her another glass.

They continue to talk through her meal, and with three glasses of champagne in her, he cuts off the waiters next attempt to pour another.

“A glass of water for her please.”

“Yes sir.”

Isabella frowns. Edward cannot help but give her a wicked little smirk.

“Pouting that little lip out will only get a few swats on that sweet little ass. I need you coherent for the rest of the night. You will like the club.” He smiles as the waiter drops the check off Edward pulls out his credit card and hands it to him.

“Finish your water. Once we are down on the first floor, I will allow you to freshen up in the restroom before we head out.”

Isabella breathes a sigh of relief.

Once the bill is paid and they exit the elevator on the first floor, Edward leads her to unisex bathroom. He unhooks her tether and opens the door checking inside making sure it is acceptable. He then allows her to go in and waits right outside texting Eric to meet him out front.

As soon as Isabella appears, he has her fastened to him again and takes her hand pulling her out to Lizzie who is waiting.

“To the bar sir?” Eric asks as he holds the door.

“Yes.”

“A friend is heading up his band tonight at a bar in Greenwich Village. I hope you like a little metal/hard rock Isabella, I sort of put in a personal request.” Edward leans over and slides his tongue along her bottom lip before he presses it in to kiss her mouth. He hums and he moves over pressing her back against the seat. Isabella is melting in his kiss and when he finally pulls back he smiles. “Hold that tongue.” He smirks moving his lips along her throat nipping her skin with his lips. Isabella shudders and his hand slides up her thigh under her skirt. His thumb caressing her heated skin. His lips move down lower kissing her cleavage and licking right up the center of her chest.

“I can’t wait to fuck you.” He growls moving up placing both hands to cradle her face. His eyes gaze into her hooded ones. “It will be a while before number two Isabella.”

He kisses her softly and she sighs.

“We are here.” He sits back and before she lets him get out of her grasp, she plants a kiss on his bare chest. He smiles and taps her nose with his finger. “Behave.” He commands as Eric opens the door.

The bar is full when they arrive. The beat of the music is pulsing as Edward leads her around the side down a dark damp alley. He knocks on a side door and it flies open. A dark long haired guy grunts and lets them in. Edward takes her down a long corridor and the closer they get the louder the music is. He finally stops just behind the curtains off to the side. A few minutes later the lead singer nods in his direction and grins and he whistles at a huge bodyguard who comes up to greet them.

“Right this way.” He yells over the music and they follow him to a roped off area front and center of the stage.

Once they wrap up the last song the lead singer starts talking to Edward through the mic.

“The next song is for my long time dear friend of mine Edward. The mother fucker is out wooing a very lovely young lady and I hear her name is Isabella. Well my dear Isabella this song is just for Edward’s Angel.” He announces.

S*h*h*h*h*h*.....

Bella’s POV

I feel Edward reach around and pull my body back against his. My bare back pressed up against his cool chest, as he slides his hand around my waist, the hand with my tether is now being held by his, and I realize quickly how familiar this feels. He is holding me just as he did that night we danced only this time he is pressing his hips against my ass a little more obvious and he is fucking hard too!

When the music starts, I feel my heart rate thunder in my chest and I would swear it is about to beat out of it. I swallow back the lump in my throat and nearly melt when I hear his velvety smooth voice as he begins singing with the lead singer of the band right against my ear. I also notice that right away they both are singing different lyrics to the song Wicked Games. I listen closer to his words as the are being sung in my ear. I couldn’t believe that they had changed the lyrics as they sang the song to me. My heart soared, melted, ached, and longed for him. 

The world was on fire, no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
No, I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
No, I never dreamed that I would need somebody like you,

Now I wanna fall in love…with you
(I promise I will never to break your heart)

Edward spins me around to face him, his hands reach up and cradle my face, and he presses his forehead to mine. His eyes are smoldering and they sparkle in the lights, the brightest green ever. Then he does something I have never seen him do. He bites his bottom lip waiting for the chorus of the song to play and when the lyrics finally come, he says them with his lips pressed right against my own. His cool breath smells heavenly and the last line causes me to stop breathing.

Now I wanna fall in lust…with you
(I promise I will never break your heart)

With you

And nobody loves no one the way that I love you…

I stare at him stunned, excited, shocked, and a little overwhelmed. He pulls my face in his icy hard lips press a kiss to mine. He proceeds to push his tongue into my mouth, I let him in as it moves frantically slithering it all over chasing my own tongue, dominating it into submission and I give into him and allow him to lick it and suck on it. He sucks even harder and suddenly, I feel his fangs come out right in the middle of our kiss. The sweet flavor that runs down those fangs floods his mouth allowing me to enjoy a taste here and there. I kiss him back just as frantic not being able to get enough and wanting more.

Then we both start to laugh, his friend announces over the mic for us to get the hell out of here, and to go get a fucking room.

Before I know it Edward is pushing me backwards, we are heading for that side door while his lips are still grazing over every part of bare flesh that he can reach with them.

Placing open-mouthed kisses and licks all along my throat and neck, I do not even realize that I am not walking anymore. He has grabbed my legs, lifted me up, and wrapped them around his body while he is carrying me all the while kissing me as we head out the side door, out into the barely lit alley.

He pulls back and the look on his face is devastating.  

“I am so fucking sorry I left you that night Bella. I was so fucking stupid. I fought against my own Goddamn fate. I kept thinking that you were better than this, I didn’t want you to change your life for someone like me, but I can’t fucking stay away from you.” His voice deepens and sounds angry and desperate now. “I have to have you! Every part of you do you hear me Isabella! All of you! I swear to fucking God you will be fucking mine! Forever!” he growls and his eyes darken. “You are motherfucking mine!!” His chest rumbles and vibrates deeply and I cup his cheeks holding onto him.

“Yours.” I agree, noticing that we are now standing at the curb; Eric opens the door holding it as Edward climbs in with me still wrapped around him and he lays me down on the seat. His lips continue to kiss me harder than he ever has, while Eric shuts the door behind us. Before I know it, the car is moving. Edward is licking me everywhere he can get his tongue as he grunts and groans licking all over my throat, neck, jaw, along my ear, my lobe and across my cheek until his tongue finds my mouth again and he is kissing me harder forcing his tongue in my mouth. His fangs are out, his hips are pressing his hard cock up against me grinding it against my pussy and its more force than I expect. I begin to wonder if I will be bruised; the way he is thrusting up against my pussy. It is almost painful.

He is panting in my throat and his strength is starting to get a little more obvious as his fingers lace through my hair now. He wraps it around his fist, then again and again. He gives it one hard tug, yanking my head back hard.

He hisses and his eyes are so dark now. I do not see an ounce of green in them. His nostrils flare out and his fangs drip venom as the droplets land on my cleavage.

“I want a taste just one little taste of that sweetness that is flowing just under the surface of your skin. It is calling to me…fucking teasing and taunting me Isabella. My throat is burning like a Goddamn roaring bon fire! I want to taste that sweet fucking blood of yours on my tongue. Hot…sweet and fucking flowing as your heart pumps it down my throat…Oh God…it’s making me so fucking hard thinking about it…I can’t believe my cock is so fucking aroused by that fucking sweetness.”

His grip almost has me paralyzed. My hair is being pulled so hard, his fist wraps around it again now so tight, and I am ready to cry out.

“Fuck…I want to fuck the living shit out of you and feed from you. You have no idea how much my throat burns around you! Because of you! I want to punish you for all the pain you cause me! Slam my cock inside of that little tight hot wet pussy that you cannot keep from dripping and sink my fangs into that mother fucking teasing Goddamn throat of yours! Blood tease! That is what you are a little blood tease do you know that? Teasing us with that sweet torturous scent of yours….fuck every scent that comes out of you is fucking driving us insane!…but no that isn’t enough! You have to go and get all fucking soaking wet like a little bitch in heat between your legs you naughty little wet bitch. You are worse than a cock tease! I want to fuck you and suck you. Fuck you until you are raw, teach the little girl a very hard fucking lesson and when I come, I want to drain that mother fucking blood of yours dry! Every last mother fucking drop of that shit!”

Something is wrong. So very fucking wrong. 

“Ow.” I cry out as his fist twists my hair again tighter. I reach up to put my hand on his wrist to let him know he is pulling too hard. My hand grips his cold wrist and he moves so fast all I feel is his hand grip my wrist tight. I know now that will bruise for sure.

“Ah ah! Who the fuck do you think you are?” His body is shaking, as if he is growing more and angrier.

My hair is yanked harder now and I cry out in pain.

“Shhhhh….” His hand covers my mouth and I begin to panic. “Don’t you dare say it!” he growls.

His eyes are jet black now and it is not just the iris his entire eyes start to darken.

“You wouldn’t want to out me now would you little girl? Would you?” he growls his nose pressed to mine.

“I would hate to have to snap your neck. It would break his mother fucking heart.”

I shake my head back and forth and I know with every thing in me that this is NOT fucking Edward.

I push against him and try to scream out to alert Eric but he is so fucking strong he doesn’t budge.

I totally relax my entire body when I realize my fear has to be making this all so much worse.

I take a deep calming breath even if his hand is over my mouth. I relax every muscle and I say my safe word repeatedly into his palm.

Red.

Red.

Edward Red.

His hand eases its hold over my lips as his brow furrows. He lifts it slowly away and I yell it out before he stops me again.

 “Red”

“Please Red. Red. Red.”

“Angel?”

His entire body stiffens suddenly, his eyes shut tight, when they open they are swirling in a chaos of colors, blending and separating the colors of gold, green and black.

His expression causes the tears I held back until now, to finally spill over the edge of my lids and trail down my cheek.

He is now on his knees on the floor of the limo in front of me, the pain in his expression is heartbreaking.

I know it wasn’t him. I know that I just met the beast he accused me of bringing out of him.

I can honestly say…I don’t really like that motherfucker and me and him are going to be  exchanging some fucking words!

© Robshandmonkey~

 The song is by the band HIM....wicked games