Shhhhh…….
OUTTAKE III One
Hot Summer Night Part 2
The curves of the highway came up fast as they headed up the
mountain. They laughed and taunted, revved their engines while looking at one
another with the most seductive expressions to arouse the each other, teasing
and flirting back and forth.
It was a game of cat and mouse.
Then Edward reaches into his pocket and pushes a button.
Isabella’s moan was clearly heard over the loud revving
engine and Edward couldn’t help but grin.
He tucks the remote back in his pocket and left it going. It
didn’t take long before Isabella was losing focus of the road before she
quickly pulls into a turnout to take a much needed breath to fight the need to
erupt in pleasure.
His words come back to her.
“You come before I allow and I promise I will strap you down
and flog you for hours holding you on the edge. You come when I say you little
vixen…am I clear?”
“Yes Master.”
Edward noted she wasn’t far from him as he rounded the curve
and came upon the little shop called the The Rock Store. The place that bikers
came up to visit and just hang out at all the time. It is infamous to bikers
who frequent the hills over Los Angeles.
He spots the raven haired female’s bike instantly and turns
to look back to see if Isabella is following. He listens for her bike expecting
the sound to near, but all he hears is the purr of her engine and Isabella
moaning fighting to maintain control and not give into her intense orgasm. He
chuckles parking his bike and climbs off as he pulls out the remote and stops
it suddenly knowing he is pushing her limit.
‘Son of a fucking whore’ is faintly heard floating on the
warm breeze and he can’t help but laugh out loud,as he pockets the remote again.
“I remember you.” Her voice sounds like nails against a
chalkboard and causes Edward to shiver where he stands as she approaches from
behind him. He slowly turns to look at her as she stands there holding a red
sucker to her lips attempting a seductive look. Edward fights back the hiss
that threatens to escape his lips at the revolting creature in front of him.
Her attempt at mimicking Isabella licking her lolli earlier
makes him want to snort out a laugh.
In years past to see a person of her type, usually was a
completely different gender. He took note that times were definitely changing
and that women could literally be just as sick and twisted as some men.
It is a terrifying thought to know that she is a school teacher
who flirts with her high school male population in some vain attempt to lure
them into her web.
Granted, Edward was never one to be all that concerned with
what happened to humans, but things had changed and since falling for Bella.
That, and the fact that their involvement with Charley solidified his decision.
It sickened him to know that she could be one of his teachers some day.
He swallows back venom and watches her lips wrap around the
sucker.
“I didn’t think you would come considering she didn’t seem
like the kind of girl that shared. Obviously she isn’t…so you ditched her you
naughty boy.” She steps up to him and looks at him from under her long black
lashes and slurps the sucker noisily.
“I certainly didn’t take you for a biker, but then again,
the car should have been a clue. You obviously like things to go fast?” She
lifts her hand to hold out to him introducing herself.
“Name is Shelly Cope.”
Edward looks down at it and slowly extends his own hand
hoping the fact that he had been riding without gloves would be a reason for
his cold skin. However, that wasn’t the case when she shivered at his touch,
but she didn’t think anything else of it and quickly went to work.
She waited expecting him to introduce himself. “I didn’t
catch your name.” she eyes him up seductively.
“I didn’t give it.” He looks past her and around wondering
why Isabella has become quiet mentally and to his own ears.
“I get the distinct impression you don’t like me.”
She pouted out her lip. “But then again it makes no sense, because you are here
after all.”
“I am sorry. I just…” he trails off wondering what the fuck
he should do.
The pervy teacher just couldn’t resist, she steps in closer
to push her cleavage up, in hopes of capturing his undivided attention.
“Hey, I would love to go for ride on your crotch—rocket.”
She lifts her finger to trace a pattern over his chest.
Edward contemplated for a moment and decides that he knew
how to capture Isabella’s attention, wherever she had gone off to.
“Then by all means climb on.” He whispers in her ear
seductively throwing his leg over as he
starts the engine.
From the moment she climbed on behind him, everything about
her was just wrong.
Her arms, her body, her mind, her scent, her hair, just
everything. He wanted nothing more than for this to be his beloved Angel. He
didn’t waste much time hurrying to get back on the road to seek her out, and he
was sure the bait on the back of his bike would lure Isabella to him like a
fish to a fly that landed softly on a calm lake.
Edward’s body is stiff against the arms of the female who
wraps them around him from behind. Her thoughts were of nothing but twisted
fantasies of Edward. Her snarky internal monologue is loving the fact that his
body is hard and solid. Solid enough that she could use him like some sort of
sex toy.
When her mind shifted into a darker place, he cringed. The
beast in him roared in anger at the thoughts that she was flipping through in
her mind. If only she knew that Edward was right there with her, she might have
been more discreet.
Edward handcuffed.
Edward on his knees.
Edward gagged.
Edward lying on a huge four-poster bed, his arms, and legs
spread and bound to it, while she walked around it with a bullwhip.
He felt the heat of her body against his and he felt the
remnants of the last time he fed on Bella almost come back up when her body
reacts to her perverted thoughts of causing him a considerable amount of pain
as she whips him for her own twisted pleasure in her thoughts.
As Edward rounds the next corner his reaction to the
obstacle in the middle of the road shocks and horrifies him, but being a
vampire, his reaction time is faster than normal. His body braces as the bike
turns sideways under the pressure of his hitting the breaks, sending them into
a sideways skid and he manages to stop just inches from the beauty lying in the
road.
Bella’s bike Candy was
right there..
The female behind him gasps pressing her face into the back
of his shirt, her heart thundering in her chest.
“Bella.” Edward quietly breathes out her name as he saw her
bike lying on its side in the middle of the highway.
He tilted his head to the side and noticed quickly that the
bike was not in any way damaged.
An evil smirk grew over his full lips.
“Oh no.” the female voice behind him called out.
Edward’s temper shifted up and was near the point of boiling
over when her last thought hit him.
Fuck…now I wont get to
lure him down into my dungeon.
He was already at the point of unleashing his beast, then
the clack of the sounds of heels bearing a usually quiet stride connected with
the concrete highway in an intentional manner to alert them to the fact that
they were not alone.
Isabella’s eyes glowed in the headlight of Edward’s bike.
She stops, jutting her hip out placing her hand on her hip into an angry balled
up fists. Then, ever so slowly, her right eyebrow rose extraordinarily high as
she eyed up her man on his bike with a human tramp on the back.
The moment she spoke, Edward’s cock lept to attention.
“Oh Master…I thought I had made this crystal clear to you.
I. Don’t. Share!”
He grins.
“What the hell is she doing here?” The human behind him asks
incredulously.
“I beg your pardon?” Isabella snorts, eying up the human
with disdain.
“I will tell you what I am doing here…but first bitch you
need to step off the bike.”
Edward’s low warning growl only pushes her to comply.
Everything was a blur of movement after that. The sound of
the female voice uttering a low, “What are you?” Then the distinct crisp clear
sound of the bones in her neck snapping.
Edward feels the weight of her leave him from behind and
Isabella races off into the forest with her snarling away from him. He parks
his bike and goes over to pick up Isabella’s before someone comes around the
curve unaware.
Upon her return she licks the last drop of blood from her
bottom lip and whispers, “Did anyone see you with her?”
“No.” he replies.
“Good. Now would you care to explain to me what the hell she
is doing with her arms wrapped around you?”
Edward narrows his eyes not fully sure if he wants to
correct her smart ass or smirk.
He opts for the smirk.
His choice is a good one when she stomps her way back over
to her bike lifting it up away from him, flinging he leg over making sure he
had a peek up her skirt.
Edward eyes her up and grows even harder.
“See if you can keep up.” She says as she twists her hair up
into a knot.
She starts her bike and looks over her shoulder at him
shooting one devious smile his direction. She peels out leaning back and the
whole front of the bike lifts off the ground.
The beast moans.
Edward notices the lollipop on the ground and just in case
choosing to not leave any evidence he picks it up and hurls it off the side of
a mountain, then chases after Bella.
S*h*h*h*h*h…..
It takes him no time to catch up to her and he opts to live
a little dangerously. He speeds past her and turns to skid sideways blocking
her path.
Bella screeches to a skidding halt. “Park the bike right the
fuck over there!” He points to a dirt turnout, climbing off and pushing his in
the same direction.
The minute she is off the bike, he attacks with full force.
His hands on her hips he pushes her back slamming her body against massive
bolder that sits off the side of the road.
A slow deep crack begins to split the rock in two, but
creeps along at a very slow pace as it does.
“Such a bad little girl. What the fuck do you think your
doing?” he growls, nipping at her lobe. Her response is instantaneous.
“I am still a newly mated newborn. Don’t forget that!” she
hisses.
He grips her chin in between his finger and thumb squeezing.
“Is my Angel jealous?”
Her eyes narrow at him and he watches her eyes as something
sparks behind them.
Her hands grip his shirt fisting it as she whirls him
around, slamming him against the boulder that is dangerously close to breaking
in two any moment now.
Her lips crash into his and she tears his shirt down the
front tossing it into the wind.
His hands are everywhere.
Up her bare legs over her back, grabbing her ass, squeezing
and groping.
“Check your self baby. Your getting a little rough.” He
warns in a low tone.
Isabella pulls back her eyes burning into his.
“Whats wrong the big bad vampire can’t handle a little
rough?” she rolls her eyes.
“Ten.”
“Excuse me?” she asks not understanding.
His hands roam down and lift her to wrap her leather covered
legs around him.
“Whats wrong does the naughty little dirty vampire need to
play the big bad grown up vampire?” He mocks her in a tone that was similar to
hers.
She narrows her eyes taking that as a challenge. “You think
I want to dominate you?” she questions while her fingers play with the end of
the back of his hair at the nape of his neck.
“You sure the fuck do act like it.” His jaw is tightly
clenched as if he is holding in some anger.
A smile slowly lifts her lips up. “He couldn’t handle being
dominated.” She taunts.
His expression falls. His nostrils flare. His jaw tightens
further, his fingers grip her ass cheeks under her skirt.
“Twenty.” He hisses.
She rakes her teeth over her bottom lip now, fully aware of
what he is counting up to.
She swallows and takes a deep breath before she attempts to
calm him.
“I am sorry Master.”
“Twenty-five.”
“I deserve fifty.” She keeps her eyes focused on his.
“Your damn right you do.”
His primal growl vibrates up through him. He simultaneously
yanks his jeans open, then her shirt hangs off one shoulder by threads before
he is tearing her red lace panties off in one swift motion. His eyes move down
to her clips and he grins the most sinister grin he can muster.
“A little pain with your pleasure?” He hisses impaling her
to slide down right on his cock. He pounds into her lifting her up and down
like a fucking jack rabbit knows that this is his last fuck before he is about
to die. Isabella gasps and pants her hands laced through his hair pulling it as
she rides him. Just as she is about to come, Edward’s hand grips the chain
wrapping it in his fist and when he stabs his cock in her one last time he tugs
the chain with a swift force. They snap free from her nipples and her entire
body tenses up on him before it convulses and shudders all around him.
“That’s it baby….noone will ever make you feel what I can
make you feel.”
He growls out now snarling and commands her. “Fucking throat
now!”
Isabella tilts her head to the right panting as he pumps in
and out of her
“I dominate you Isabella…if you ever suggest that again
Angel, I assure you that your Master will drill it into you. It will be a long
time before you see the light of day until you do grasp that little fact.”
His fangs lock into place and she braces herself for his
bite.
His teeth tear into her throat and he sucks and fucks her on
the side of the road as the rock rumbles near them ready to break. The earth
shakes as it splits and rolls splitting into two while Isabella screams
out now as she comes quickly along with
him. His body tenses, he stills deeply buried inside of her, his teeth gritting
down, the muscles in his neck strain before he slowly relaxes coming out of his
orgasm.
He pulls her off him gripping her pony tail. “Kneel and
suck.” He demands and she does exactly as she is told.
The flavor of them both on her lips now and he watches
fascinated by how she is suddenly behaving. When she slurps the last drop off
of him, he bends at the waist nuzzling into her throat.
“I think its only fair I add another fifty to that fifty
that is already in place.”
“For what?” she pulls back and looks up at him angry.
His head turns and she follows his gaze over to the spot
where they parked their bikes.
She gulps.
“Yeah. You owe me little girl and taking it out on your ass
is going to be oh so much fun.”
He releases her and walks over to lift his foot to push the
rock away from his very expensive pile of scrap metal now.
“I can’t believe it only lasted less than twelve hours.” He
looks over his shoulder and chuckles in her direction.
“In my defense, I didn’t really like the name Caine anyway.”
“Miss Swan…it appears I need a ride home. Would you be
willing to give me a ride?” He gives her his best puppy dog eyes.
“So long as you don’t mind me riding topless.” She smiles
cheekily.
“Drive fast and I won’t have to mind, but I do like the idea
of being able to wrap my arms around you and hold onto something soft and
curvy.” He eyes her breasts up and down.
“Silly vampire,” she teases, “my nipples surely won’t be
soft.”
Edward grins at her and grabs her around the waist tickling
her and growling as he flings her onto her bike like a rag doll climbing on the
back of it also.
She starts it up revs the engine and yells back, “Hold on.”
Edward bites down on her lobe and murmurs, “Oh I intend to.”,
and they take off into the dark night.
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