Chapter 2

I squirmed as I sat on the couch next to Eddie in the living room, the memories of what and who I had done on that couch only days before assaulting me. I could only imagine how he would feel if he knew.

I glanced over at him, expecting him to be watching the movie that was playing on the television in front of us, but his eyes were glued to me. "What?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

He leaned back in his seat, his eyes still on me. "I don't know. You seem different. Is everything okay?"

I nodded, curling my legs underneath me and facing him. "I'm fine. I am different, but not in a bad way."

It was his turn to raise his eyebrows. "Why are you talking in code? It's all those girls you dorm with, isn't it? Are they teaching you secret girl code?"

"You know, I was a girl before you left, too. It's not my fault you didn't notice until now." I glanced up at his eyes, and I had to stop myself from gasping. His eyes held the same heat that Edward's often did when he looked at me.

"Trust me, I noticed."

Someone cleared their throat behind us, and I turned to see Edward standing in the doorway.

"It's getting late. Are you staying the night, Bella, or do you need me to drop you off at campus?"

My eyes met Edward's. I knew I wasn't spending the night because if I did, we'd never have a second alone. I couldn't help but feel selfish; I should have stayed and spent time with my best friend, but the air of awkwardness that filled the room was too much for me to handle.

"I actually have a paper due on Tuesday that I need to work on, so I should head out." I turned in my seat toward Eddie, wrapping my arms around him in a hug. "I'll see you tomorrow afternoon, okay?"

"You know, I could take you home," Eddie said as he hugged me back, his hands drifting down to my waist. I stiffened slightly before extracting myself from his arms.

"No, you just drove all the way up from Portland. Go get some sleep. We'll hang out tomorrow."

He nodded. "If you're sure."

—GG—

"I hate lying to him." I sighed, sitting back in my seat in Edward's car.

"I'm not a fan of it either, baby. I promise we'll tell him soon. Maybe over winter break? He'll be home for more than three days then, and we can sort everything out." He placed his hand on my thigh, his thumb drawing smooth circles.

I drew in a shaky breath, causing him to chuckle. He knew exactly how his touch affected me. "Didn't you get your fill the other day?" I smirked at him.

"Of you? I never get my fill of you, Bella. There's never a time I don't want you."

"Turn off up here. There's a deserted parking lot with almost no lights right over there." I pointed it out to him.

"You're serious?"

"You want me, don't you?" I ran my hand over the growing bulge in his jeans. "At least, it seems like you want me," I practically purred.

He turned into the lot and parked in a dark corner before turning the engine off. "Come over here," he growled as he slid his seat all the way back. I clambered onto his lap, straddling him the best I could.

He gripped my hips, pressing me down onto him as he pushed his hips up. "You feel that, sweetheart? You feel what you do to me?"

I leaned against him so I could bury my face in the crook of his neck. "Yes," I moaned as I ground myself against him.

"Sit it up, Isabella. I want to see your tits. Will you be a good girl and show me?"

I bit my bottom lip as I sat up straight. I loved when he took control. I quickly pulled my top off before reaching behind me to undo the clasp of my bra and letting it drop away from my body.

"Fuck, you're beautiful." He brushed his thumbs over my nipples before pinching them lightly, causing me to gasp. "You like that? Do you like when I'm a little rough with you?" he breathed against my ear.

"No." I watched his eyes widen in the dark, and his hands started to drop from me. "I fucking love it."

"That wasn't very nice, Isabella." He narrowed his eyes at me. "If we were anywhere else, I'd spank you for being so bad."

"Why not here, daddy?" The last word came out as a whisper.

He stilled. "What did you say?"

"Why not here, daddy?" I said it louder this time before I bit my lip again and looked up at him from under my lashes.

"And here I was thinking you were a good girl. Lift up," he said, and I complied. He bunched my skirt up to my waist before he quickly but firmly swatted me on the ass. As my eyes shut from the sensation and I moaned, I heard the distinct sound of his zipper being lowered. I glanced down just as he wrapped his hand around his thick cock. "Pull your panties to the side and get on my cock, now."

"Oh, shit,"I groaned. As I slid down, he bucked his hips..

"Mm, that's good. Ride me, sweetheart," he crooned, reaching up and slipping a strand of hair behind my ear.

I braced my hands on the headrest as I slowly slid up and down his shaft. His hands slipped down to my waist, where his fingers dug into me and helped to guide my pace. He grunted. "Faster, baby, I want to watch those tits bounce. Fuck, that's it. Just like that. Keep going," he panted. He slid one of his hands from my waist, his fingers finding my clit and adding just enough pressure to bring me closer to my release.

"Oh, God. Edward—"

"Uh-uh, what's my name right now?"

"Daddy!"I cried out as my pussy clenched and released over and over.

"Oh, shit,Bella!"he called loudly as he came deep inside of me.

I fell against his chest as he wrapped his arms around me tightly. "Daddy? Do you have a kink I should know about?" He chuckled.

Now that the moment was over, I felt my cheeks heat. "I just—I mean—I don't know!" I stammered.

"It's fine baby. I love you, and I love that side of you as much as I do this sweet side," he said as he kissed the top of my head. "Come on, let's get you home." He sighed.

I couldn't wait until the day when I never had to leave him, regardless of who was home.

A/N: I promise this is the one and only time the term 'Daddy' is used in this story. It was just for a little fun. ;)