FAÇADE Chapter 6

I got secrets, that nobody, nobody knows

I don't want what I can get, I want someone with secrets

You got me hooked up on the feeling

You got me hanging from the ceiling

Got me up so high I'm barely breathing

~Kehlani, Gangsta

When I realized it’s a terrible idea to mix secrets and sex.

All the months of pent up lust finally exploded. I pushed my body into hers, all hard angles meeting her soft flesh, and moaned as I took her upper lip between my teeth and bit down. My hands shot to her hair, and I turned her head to suit my needs, because fuck it. Everything had been her way this whole time, and she’d managed to lead me around by the short hairs. I would be damned if she decided to kill me, but I didn't think that was her game. She hadn't even told Carlisle about my identity.

My tongue was rough and seeking, my teeth nibbling almost to the point of pain. She hadn't moved from her spot against the wall, but she didn't touch me, either.

I pulled away and dragged air into my lungs. “Godammit, Bella.”

She shoved me back several paces and headed out of the room. I followed her, not knowing what else to do. Her house was large, and my irritation grew at the thought of my tiny couch for a bed. All this time, she had a fucking mansion to go home to, and I was squished onto a lumpy excuse for a couch.

“I bet you were just laughing it up with the motherfucking Garroter while I was scrounging up loose change to keep you from being homeless.”

She spun, blocking the doorway to the kitchen. “You can't blame me because you're a pushover.”

“Pushover? I’m a pushover?” I shouted. I stalked forward, and Bella retreated.

“Yes, Edward, you. All I had to do was bat my lashes and you were tripping all over yourself to help me.” She snorted. “And don't think I don't know what you were doing in the bathroom the day the towel bar broke and you fell in the floor. I don't know how you have any pride left after that move.”

I kept moving forward, and Bella kept moving back. We both stopped when she backed into the kitchen counter. “And who had to traipse all over the apartment in nothing but a shirt and thigh high socks? Like it wasn't obvious you were trying to get me to lose my cool.”

“And you did lose it, all over the bathroom tiles.”

I made a sound in my throat that was embarrassingly similar to a growl, pushing her until she had no choice but to sit on the island. I leaned in close to her face again, saw how her pupils dilated. Suddenly her hands were all over me, yanking my hair until my mouth crashed into hers. Our teeth bumped as we frantically tore at each other’s clothes, her skirt riding up her thighs. I tore her fishnet stockings as she scrambled to unfasten my pants, and in less than a second, I plunged my cock into her pussy. We came together insanely, almost brutally, as she grasped the back of my neck and held me tighter to her. I drove into her relentlessly, reveling in the loud sounds escaping her mouth. She had nothing to hold on to but me, and she clung with a desperation that seemed out of character.

“Ugh!” she yelled, her legs straining and tightening around mine as she came.

I wasn't far behind her, and I kissed her hard again, shoving my tongue in her mouth and tasting her thoroughly. When I released her, she breathed heavily and leaned back on her hands.

“Holy shit,” she choked out.

I stepped away and fixed my pants while Bella did her best to tug her skirt down.

“I don’t know where the fuck we go from here,” I panted.

“I have to keep up my cover at the club, but I need those answers about my dad.”

“I've been investigating the best I can the whole time I've been here, and I've come up with absolutely nothing.” I ran my hands through my hair and sighed. “I don't know who I should be looking at.”

“I can tell you right now, it’s a boys’ club. Befriend Emmett or Jasper, and get me what I need.”

I looked her over; the disheveled hair and bunched up shirt, smeared lipstick and light sheen of sweat. I stepped close again and grinned when she backed up to the counter once more. “I just had my cock inside you thirty seconds ago, and already you're ordering me around.”

“What can I say, it wasn't that earth shattering.” She shrugged nonchalantly, but I read the challenge in her eyes.

“Are you suggesting I should do better next time?”

“There won't be a next time,” she said haughtily.

I chuckled loudly. “Oh, yes there will, doe eyes.” I gave her a smug smile, but she walked away from me like she didn't have a care in the world. Felix came into the kitchen less than a minute later, and I understood that I’d been dismissed.

I did what Bella suggested and made a point of getting together with Emmett the next night. He wanted to meet at a bar, so I grabbed a cab and met him there. I hadn't spoken to Bella since we’d fucked on her kitchen counter, and I wondered if she was hiding from me.

“Tony!” I heard the loud voice over the bumping music and headed to the barstool next to Emmett’s.

“Hey, Emmett.” I sat next to the blond giant and eyed his beer bottle. When the bartender came around, I ordered the same.

“Whatcha up to?” he asked me casually.

“Earning cash, man. Jasper wasn't kidding when he said it was a piece of cake with your own territory.”

“That is very true. It gets better the higher you rank, dude. Imagine what it's like for me and Jasper.” He winked, and I forced myself to grin. Yeah, they thought they were raking in the dough while Bella starved.

“You know, I’ve been hoping to move to a bigger place now I’ve got some money. It's tough sharing a place with that little tease.”

Emmett looked at me from over the top of his beer bottle as he took a swig. “Afraid I don't know of many places to rent. I own a house; it's a good place to invest money so that it doesn't get traced.”

“I’m not quite a baller like you, man.” I made sure to act impressed.

“So, Bella’s a cocktease, huh?” He sounded entirely too interested.

“Yeah, she wears next to nothing. But she’s always sobbing about her dad, so it gets weird.”

I watched his face carefully as I spoke, and caught the twitch of the muscle in his jaw. “Yeah, she’s a crier. Don't listen to anything she says, or you’ll be pulled into her drama.”

“Thanks for the advice. Maybe it’s not worth the piece of ass after all, huh?”

We laughed, and it felt strained. I had the feeling he knew something he didn't want me to know, but it could be that he was afraid I’d call him out about Bella being forced to strip for his club. I knew better than to sound like I was questioning his judgement, though.

We spent about an hour drinking before calling it a night. I took a cab back to the apartment, not excited about the prospect of being alone. Now I was positive that Emmett knew something, but I wasn't any closer to proving it. Sighing, I unlocked my front door, expecting it to be cold and dark inside. It was dark, but it sure as fuck wasn't cold.

I was pushed against the door as soon as it closed behind me, the scent of everything that I associated with Bella drenching me. Hot lips attached themselves to my throat, and I gripped her hips tightly. Her breathing was outrageous, harsh and catching as she moved rapidly. She pulled at my clothes, the sound of ripping practically echoing in the dark apartment. I picked her up and her legs went around my waist, her high heels digging into the backs of my thighs. I stumbled blindly while she kissed me urgently, her hands pulling at the hair at the nape of my neck.

I headed in the direction of the bedroom as her kisses turned to biting. My upper lip was sucked into her mouth, and I shifted her weight to push her pussy over my throbbing cock.

“Ungh, I need you to fuck me, Masen.”

God damn. “You want this cock again so soon?” I teased her.

“You're goddamn right,” she panted in my ear.

The bedroom door was open and I made it to the bed with only a stubbed toe. I pretty much threw her horny ass down on the mattress and climbed on top of her immediately. I could just make out her silhouette in the light coming through the curtains, and hastily pulled at her clothes. I needed to bury myself inside her before she changed her mind. Bella had my pants unfastened and my leaking cock out before I could get her completely naked.

“Ah, fuck!” My hips moved in her direction of their own accord as she used both hands to jack me off.

I started yanking haphazardly on her clothing then. Whatever I could reach, I pulled until it either came willingly or ripped. She’d worked me into a damn frenzy, and I was desperate. Her perfume, her lust, her sounds, and the feel of her hands on my dick were about to send me over the edge, and I hadn't even gotten my pants off yet.

“Bella,” I said through clenched teeth. “I need to take these pants off so I can finally fuck you.”

She let go and I wasted no time in standing up and shoving my jeans down to my ankles. When we were both naked, I pulled on her legs until she met me at the edge of the bed and pushed into her.

“Fuck!” she squealed, holding her thighs to widen her legs and give me complete access to her pussy. I didn't go easy on her in the slightest, pumping in and out of her at a frenetic pace as I grabbed the tits I’d missed out on the first time.

The neighbors could probably hear the porn star noises Bella was making, but I didn't give a flying fuck. I loved how noisy she was, I loved the fact that I was the one making her scream and moan and tremble as she fell apart. There was no space between us as I came with several shouted curses, pressing my body to hers and leaning over to rest my head in the crook of her neck.

I almost hated to pull out of her, but I did it anyway and went in to the bathroom to clean up. I expected her to follow me, but I found her laying across the bed when I returned. I pulled my boxer briefs back on and sat on the bed next to her.

“This is the second time we’ve had sex, and I’ve never asked you about a condom,” I started.

“I’m on birth control. Trust me, I don't need a baby to throw me off track.”

That mollified my momentary panic. She was very still, and I couldn't tell if her eyes were open or closed.

“I don't know what the hell we’re doing here,” she said. “I can't stay at my house and risk blowing my plans, but we can't keep this up, either.”

“I don't know why you think that, but you’re the boss.”

A little stung at her dismissal, I got up and went to the couch, more confused than ever about my feelings for Bella. I was sure not going to push her into anything she didn't want, but I wasn't going to wallow anymore either.

Because it’s a terrible idea to mix sex with secrets.