Navygirl14:I know, I know Ariana already has me in the dog house! I'm so sorry, I hope I haven't lost you!

Alice: So Jasper, you kissed some guy named Alec and pocketed his number in front of Edward! ON YOUR DATE WITH MY BROTHER!

Jasper: After Edward flirted with a waiter and kissed Alec first!

Edward: I said I was sorry! What do you want from me? He's the ass! He left me stranded!

Alec: Don't worry sexy, I'm here…..

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Waking from a Reverie

Indifference

EPOV

Wait hold up…Did he just leave me? Edward Fucking Cullen does not get left behind. Is he insane? Has he not been throwing himself all over me, all fucking night long? I know he wanted this dick up his ass, so what the fuck is his problem? Fuck him! Leaving me, stranded like some pathetic loser, as if. What am I supposed to do, call a fucking cab? I shudder at the thought; Edward Cullen does not do public transportation.

"What's the matter baby, lonely?" Alec's sexy voice asks, interrupting my thoughts as he pushes his massive cock into my ass. Yeah, I am so taking this home tonight. "Don't worry, I can make it all better." Yes he can. I smile at his assure and the feel of his hot, wet tongue on the back of my neck, while his confident hands slowly, drag down my chest. "Beautiful." He whispers in my ear. Yes, I am.

His endearments bring my mood back instantly. It's true, I prefer not to have repeats but Alec is an exception to my rule. He is a rare man who has a massive cock and knows exactly how to use it. Plus, I am addicted to his praising of my beautiful body. He's a definite confidence booster and that is exactly what I need to tonight. My hips begin to sway to the music again and I get lost in the beat of it all.

I'm not sure how it happens but suddenly Alec has me flipped towards him and our lips and tongues are caressing each other. God damn, he tastes good. He slowly beings to direct our movements to something a little more private, on the back of the dance floor, to a wall, where he pins me with his weight. "It's been a while Edward." He smiles, his lustful eyes meeting mine. "But I haven't forgotten how much you fill me." I moan at that. That's right; he knows this cock and appreciates it. "You've been working out." He notes, "Mmm, Edward you are a god." He moans, his tongue licking the salty skin of my neck. I let out an audible gasp when he sucks my earlobe in his mouth and flashbacks of him naked, begging me for more, capture my minds eye. Oh yeah, he worships me. I deserve to be worshiped.

"Where to? My place or yours?" I growl, getting annoyed with his teasing. I've been tooled up all fucking night. I want hands on my naked body telling me how perfect I am. Then I will make him scream my name for hours while this cock gets buried deep in his heat.

"Mine." He answers too possessively. Plus, I hated going to his place and he knew it. I preferred having him tell my neighbors exactly how great of a fuck I am. He rolls his eyes at my disappointment, "I don't want your boyfriend stopping by unexpectedly. Unless of course he wants to join, we'd make a great sandwich, with me in the middle." He smiles licking my neck. "Do you think he'd want to?"

I freeze as the memory of Jasper kissing Alec in front of me replays in my head. I don't like that feeling, at all. And now, now someone else will be with him, and that someone is not me. Fuck it could be Alec, the man pocked his number. Hell no, Alec can't have him, he's mine.

"Edward?" Alec asks pulling away slightly. "You alright?"

"No. Far from it." I answer in shock. "I'm sorry Alec, I have to go."

"Go? Go where?" he asks keeping me pinned with his weight, shifting so that our needy cocks press against each other. "You're not going anywhere without me." I glare at him as I push him off gently and step aside. He grabs my arm with a shrug, putting his hot breath in my ear as his free hand roams to my dick. "Okay, so you can be in the middle. You and I both know you enjoy me on top."

"I can't do this Alec." I argue shaking my head weakly.

"Do what exactly?" he asks confused, putting much desired pressure on my member.

"You, this." I answer all too lustfully, but managing to step away from his physical advances. What the fuck is wrong with you?

"Are you joking? You're being loyal to a guy who just dumped at a club." Alec reminds me, crossing his arms over his chest with a smirk.

"He's different." I respond, trying to figure it out in my head. "I can't explain it."

Alec studies me for a moment. "Wow. Well, when you get your balls back, let me know."

I glare at him for a moment as I pull out my cell phone and grimace when I read an angry text from Alice, the first of many I'm sure. "Hey would you mind-" I ask to thin air. "Shit." I curse as I look over to find Alec dancing with yet another man. He doesn't waste time does he?

"Perfect." I bitch, "Fucking perfect." This night is a disaster. Fuck, I'm tired. I try calling Jasper's phone but it's going straight to voicemail. I want to fix this, but it won't be tonight. I have no idea where he lives and fuck if he won't answer his phone what am I supposed to do? Apologize to voicemail, where it's recorded for all time. Hell No! Before I could call Alice to ask for a ride home, I get another text: Either hoof it or call a cab you asshole! And the shit keeps falling.

I can't walk home! I'm on the other fucking side of town. God damn if that thirty-six hour shift isn't kicking in. It would take me hours. I have no fucking choice but to call a damn cab. Motherfucker. Frustrated, I ask the barkeep for a taxi number and make a quick call. Then I order one drink and think about how this night was so not my fault.

How can I help it if a waiter finds me attractive? And so what if Alec kissed me, we've know each other for a while, it's not like I was taking the guy home. But Jasper had to go and not only kiss the guy and keep eye contact with me, but pocket his damn number. Fuck no! I'm not the asshole in this scenario, he is. Satisfied with this assessment I down my drink and wait outside for the cab; cringing when it arrives. I check around to make sure no one sees me and I quickly duck in the backseat. Oh my fuck it reeks in here; stale cigarettes, alcohol, and sex. Fuck, I hope Ali didn't spend a fortune on these clothes because I am tossing them the moment I get home.

When he finally parks in front of my building I tip the cabbie and stand out in the fresh air only to be hit hard with the realization that Ali's car is here. No, I deny to myself as I shake my head, but one look at the license plates confirms it. Fuck my life. I decide to take the stairs instead of the elevator, remembering the time she literally cornered me by cutting the power so she could tell me off for hours on end. No thank you. I don't care how many floors it is, it's worth avoiding angry pixie in a box. Thank you very much.

When I finally get to my floor, and open my front door it is to find an all too calm Alice waiting for me. She waits for me to take off my shoes and offer her a drink before she all too casually walks up to me and slaps me across my face. I stand there stunned my mouth gaping open at my little pixie of a sister who just slapped me, HARD and that shit hurt! "What the fuck Alice!" I scream at her while rubbing my aching cheek. She calmly looks at me, smirks and then slaps me again. I grab her wrists with wide eyes and stare at her before she violently jerks away and sits, to damn tense on the edge of my couch.

"I thought about screaming my head off at you and believe me I want to, but I don't see the point in wasting my breath." She starts, staring at me with an icy gaze. I've never seen my sister so detached, and somehow it made it worse, I prefer the screaming. "I trusted you with a dear friend Edward, and to know that you treated him like that." She said in disbelief as tears edged in her eyes but she refuses to shed them. "I thought you respected me more."

"He's the one –"I start to argue but stop when she silences me with her short index finger held up in the air and a don't you dare facial expression plastered all over her face. Then she ever so calmly laces her manicured fingers together, and takes a few calming breathes.

"He is my friend, I am your sister. It was ONE date Edward. If you didn't want more than a quick fuck, then you didn't have to agree to it." She gives a humorless chuckle, "God I should have known better than to trust you on a date." I stare at her in disbelief, she's insulted? What the fuck? She takes in my astonishment and continues, "That's right Edward, you didn't just fuck up with him. You fucked up with me! You broke my trust too. And that shit isn't easily earned back."

If I thought I felt like shit before, she totally took me to a new, all time low. I was physically, mentally and emotionally drained. I open my mouth to say something but quickly shut it again. I have no idea what to say. I wasn't trying to hurt my sister. God, that's the last thing in the world I wanted. I blink my eyes a few times and realize I have unshed tears myself. Ugh, how did she twist Jasper cheating on me, in front of me no less, into betraying her? And why didn't I fuck Alec tonight? What happened back there anyway? Jasper Whitlock, that's what has happened. He has completely turned my world upside down and I feel like I am drowning. Not wanting to travel down this road with her, I change gears to my protect myself. Going on the defensive I gruff, "You took a risk coming here. You have no idea how close I was to bringing a guy home."

"But you didn't." she points out, turning to me, still cold and disconnected.

I frown, "It didn't feel right." We look at each other for a moment, I know she's waiting for an epiphany or something but I got nothing so I simply say, "I think I like this guy Ali."

"Funny way of showing it." She grumbles.

Sighing, I look at her earnestly, I don't want a strain in our relationship, "I am sorry Alice. Please say you will be able to forgive me?" She sits there looking at me and not saying anything. I don't know why but something in my snaps me back into the defensive. Is she honestly thinking I'm not sincere? Well fuck her too. I don't need this shit in my life. I am Edward Fucking Cullen and I do not apologize for who I am. I stand up and get myself together, too damn tired to filter, knowing I will probably regret this later but fuck this shit! This is my house and I don't need no damn third degree. This shit is between Jasper and me, not her. "You know what Alice? Never mind, I'm not sorry. Your friend is the one who fucked this up, not me. And to have you come in here and twist it! Well fuck you and fuck Jasper Whitlock! My life was great before he came along and you started meddling. Believe it or not, I actually like who I am, and if you and your precious Jasper don't like it, then you can both go to hell. Who do you people think you are, playing games with me? Don't you realize I am the master of playing games, and I play to win! Edward Cullen never loses! Leave Alice. Don't call, text or come here again. I'm done with this bullshit!" I walk to the door, open it and motion for her to get out.

She stands up proudly, squaring her shoulders and walks up to me handing me my key. She starts to walk out but before I can close the door she turns around and with an icy demeanor, that scares the hell out of me, and says, "Don't worry, I won't bother you again. You're right, your life is perfect. You have perfect looks, a perfect job, a perfect car, a perfect place to live. Enjoy your perfect life Edward because in the end your perfect little self created world, is all that you will ever have. You are alone. I hope you understand the enormity of that Edward." She lets out a deep sigh before she shrugs her shoulders. "This is your little sister, leaving your prefect, self absorbed, life for good. Perfection is lonely Edward. I hope it's worth it. Goodbye." She turns her back to me then and doesn't ever look back or wait for the elevator; instead she exits through the stairs leaving me exhausted.

Shaking my head, I turn around and kick the door closed. Then I walk into my spacious living room, grabbing the remote to turning on the TV and sit on my huge sofa. I start flipping through random channels; too keyed up to try to sleep. Finally, I find some boring nature show and thankfully, sleep overcomes me at last, ending this day from hell.

When I wake up I am greeted with the sun beaming down on my face. I reach for my cell phone and gape at the clock seeing that it is already noon. I never sleep this late but after everything that happened last night, I really shouldn't be surprised. I check but there are no messages or texts. Hmmm, I thought for sure Alice would've called or texted me by now, with something along the lines of telling me how I need to grow up and get my head out of my ass, like she always does. Maybe she really meant what she said goodbye? Well you did tell her to leave you alone you idiot! Not wanting to deal with the drama, I head for a shower trying to think of something that will cheer me up.

As I scrub my hair I decide on retail therapy and then to go prowling for my next sexual escapade. I definitely need so sexin' tonight! I dry off and dress quickly, knowing exactly which stores to drop some dough in order to get the attention I'm craving, before hitting the clubs. Yes, tonight is going to prove to be a lot more fun than yesterday. Look out world, Edward Fucking Cullen is back!

After hours of shopping and spending an obscene amount of money, I am ready to go out and hit the town. I go into my usual spot, down a shot, and then hit the dance floor keeping my eye out for Mr. Tonight! After an hour of turning down twinks, I spot him. He is positively sinful. Short blonde hair styled messily, brown smoldering eyes and a body to die for. He catches me staring and smiles a beautiful smile. I walk over to him and drink him in. He smells divine and I can't wait to get him home. I ask his name and he gives me that sexy smile while taking my hand in his giving it a squeeze.

He looks at me and says, "My name is Demitri, so now you will know what to scream out later when your cock is down my throat."

Winking at him, I smile, "Edward try it out on your tongue because you're going to be telling my neighbors exactly who is dripping into your ass tonight."

We didn't waste anymore time and before we knew it we were back at my place greedily tearing each other's clothes off. His body is fucking beautiful, but not perfect. He must have had his appendix removed in an emergency surgery years before, which left a nasty scar. I loved it this way. Almost as perfect as me, but not quite, and I loved that he was not shy in touching my perfect body. "God damn Edward you're beautiful." Yes, I am. I just smile and kneel on the bed, letting his lips and tongue run across my skin; absorbing the words, "Beautiful, sculpture, fucking huge." He even impressed me by not chocking on my cum when my cock was shoved halfway down his throat. Oh, yeah he could be a repeat. The whimpers and moans that escape his lips from my talented fingers remind me who the man is. It's me. I'm doing this to him. I am a fucking sex god and the man beneath me is my privileged witness. Fucking lucky to have me is what he is. He wasn't the tightest man I've ever buried my dick into but his continued praise made up for it. "Best fucking fuck of my fucking life." He cursed. "Fuck Edward!" he cried out, shooting his seed between us as I slammed harder and harder until I found my own release. "Please." He cried when I dropped my weight onto him. I lift up enough to question him with a raised eyebrow. "God please, fuck me again." Oh yeah, he just spoke my name.

How could I deny him after that? We didn't get much sleep that night as we were screaming out each other's names in the wee hours of the morning. I passed out totally sated and sweaty. When I woke up the next morning, I was alone in my bed with a note next to me on the other pillow, simply stating, "Thanks for a great night." I smile to myself as I run my hands over my perfectly sculptured body remembering my escapade from hours before; I knew I picked him well. He was perfect, just like me.