Tilt by Lambcullen COMPLETE.pdf

Fanfiction Based On Characters From Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight Series

Rated MA for Mature Adult

Ti lt

By LambCullen

Summary : MAN WANTED: 52 cards. 52 Positions. Can an internet advertisement really

bring two people together? Even if it's only based on sex? AU/AH/OOC Canon Couples.

Tilt: Poker term -To play recklessly.

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Prologue

WitheachtoucheachstrokeandeachkissmyheartachedalittlemoreIknewI’dhavetostopthisWesimply

couldn’tcontinuethesillylittlegamewe’dstartedItwouldhurt us both too much if we continued. Each time we

met and chose another card, another position, she would invariably take a piece of my heart with her when it was

over.

I knew I should tell her how I felt, but I was certain that would mark the end of it allIsimplycouldn’tbringmyself

to utter those words and end my time with her, so I continued to do as she asked. I picked the next card, she

pickedtheplacewe’ddoitIdidwhatIcouldwhileIwaswithhertokeepalidonmyemotionsandsavedthe

outpouring until I went home.

Alone.

Something that started off as awkward and embarrassing had morphed into something beautiful and perfect. She

was like a drug to me, and the plan of a once a week liaison was now spiralling into every night. It excited me, but

the faster we got through the cards, the faster our time would be up.

Was that what she wanted?

DreadweighedheavyinmygutsWe’dtalkedaboutourlivessomanytimesinourpostcoitalhazebutnever

really spoke to each other about what we weredoingTheonlytimewe’dhadafrankdiscussionaboutthegame

was that first day at the restaurant. I could feel the tension every time we met, and it was obvious we were

approachingacrossroadsIjustdidn’thaveacluewhatshewantedIhadlittle experience of women and how

their minds worked. Jasper had told me to tell her straight. He thought he was so clever seeing through what we

weredoingtowhatwasreallygoingonwithusI’dmadeitclearhewastokeepoutofitandIcoulddealwith it

onmyownHe’dlaughedtellingmeBellawouldneverknowhowIfeltunlessItoldherLuckilywhenBella

finallymethimhe’dkepthismouthshutIthinkhewastoopreoccupiedwithherlittleravenhairedfriend

“Edward?”hervoicefloatedintomythoughts“AreyouOK?”

I fleetingly closed my eyes, and swallowed down my love for this woman.

“I’mfineIjustzonedoutalittle”Iturnedtoherandcuppedherface“ You do that to me. Now, was there

somethingyouwantedmetotakecareof?”

She giggled, her flushed face lighting up in glee. She was stunning. I just wished she was mine.

“WejustpickedacardanditwasagoodoneYoucan’treallythinkIwantanother”shewhinedthoughtherewas

no strength to her tone. It made me push a little more.

“WecoulddothesameoneagainorjustgowithitanddowhatwewantForgetthecardsjustthisonce?”

She did that chewing thing with her lip; the one that I was growing to adore, while she thought about what I was

reallyaskingWe’donly ever had sex once each time we met. We would reproduce the position on the card and

that would be it. If she agreed to this our meetings, and thus our relationship in general, would alter.

MyheartpoundedasIwaitedforhertoanswerMyhandsdidn’thave that kind of patience, though. They

skimmed up her naked torso and cupped her delicate breasts, flicking lightly at her little pink nipples. She gave a

tiny whimper of pleasure and pushed her chest closer to me.

I was instantly hard again.

I slowly lowered my lips to hers and kissed her. It started off gentle; assessing whether she was going to allow this

to go further, but I swiftly lost control and rolled her onto her back. I blanketed her body with my own and nestled

myself between her thighs. Bella didn’tstopmewhenIplungedmytongueintohermouthorwhenIrubbed

myselfagainstherHerlegswrappedaroundmywaistasshewhispered‘yes’intomyneckItwasallthe

confirmation I needed.

I vowed this would not be the only time we were spontaneous. I would break down those walls of hers bit by bit,

and eventually she would forget about the remaining cards, forget about the stupid game, and just focus on what

was happening between us.

The heels of her feet dug into my ass, pulling me closer to her and making me hiss. My cock was enveloped in her

wet folds, and I buried my head in her neck, muffling my little growl of frustration. Jasper was right. How long

could I feasibly continue with this, and not tell her how I felt? It was killing me, and each time it became worse.

The decision was made for me the moment she sucked the lobe of my ear into her mouth. I trembled and lifted my

headtogazeintoherhoodedeyesIheldherfacebetweenmyhandsandrockedmyhipsagainstherBella’seyes

rolled back in arousal. I adored how lost she got when we were like this, but hated the wall that appeared as soon

as our time was up.

“Bella”Iwhispered

Her eyes fluttered open, and focused on mine. I inhaled sharply, preparing myself for what I was about to do.

It was make or break.

I thrust myself into her, and watched her eyes go wide with shock, but glaze with lust.

“Bella”Irepeatedreverently“Iloveyou”

She stilled underneath me, and my heart stopped.

Had I gone too far?

Was this the end of our game?

Was this the end of us?

~*~

Chapter 1. Advert

BPOV

I was never the most tactile person. I was shy, hated physical contact, even with my parents, and was very much a

loner. The only person I ever let close was Alice. She was my best friend and had been since she rescued me from

JessicabitchStanleyJessicawantedtheNewKidsontheBlockbuttonsoffmybackpackandwouldn’ttakenofor

an answer. That was until Alice, my pint-sized hero, waded in, in her size two Doc Martins, and ended up in

detention. Jessica had ended up with a black eye.

Alicewasn’tsubtleinherapproach

We balanced each other out. She was the outgoing one who always got what she wanted. I stayed in the shadows

and hoped for the best. Alice demanded people pay attention to her, and she knocked down her own doors. I rang

the bell, asked nicely and waited. I think you can guess who was the most successful.

Alice was now a highly sought after photographer. Her arty shots of the city sold for thousands of dollars at a time.

I waited tables, and hoped one day someone would see me as more than the girl who brought them a beer and

fries.

Someonehadbutithadn’tlastedverylongJacobhadmadearealplayformecomingintotherestaurantevery

night for a month and ordering nothing morethanaCokeandaburgerHe’dalwaysleavealargetipandhis

number under the untouched food. Eventually, I gave in. He seemed so sweet, with his boyish charm, and he had

been for the first few months of dating. The problem was when we tried to takethingsfurtherIdidn’thaveaclue

whatIwasdoingIknewthetheorywhichpartslottedwherebutI’dneverexperienceditItseemedsillyandI

started laughing hysterically. Clearly, Jacob was not pleased with my response. The trouble was every time we

triedafterthatIrememberedthewayI’dlaughedandstartedtodoitagain

My relationship with Jacob Black lasted four months, and five attempts at sex.

It had ended rather badly, and I never saw him again. I now stayed away from the oppositesexIwasn’tmeantto

havethekindofsexlifeAlicehadSomeofherstoriesmademeblushfordaysShedidn’tgiveuponmethough

She was always dragging me out to parties and clubs, hoping to find someone who could deal with her odd little

friendAsyetshe’dcomeupdryIwasmeanttobealone

Maybe with cats.

IarrivedhomeatourapartmentaftermyshiftItwasfreezingoutsideandI’dlostmyglovesIneededtothread

them through my sleeves, on a piece of string, like a toddler. That wayI’dneverlosethemagain

I turned on all the lights and wandered to the kitchen, intent on switching the heat on, but a huge basket on the

counter caught my attention. It was pink and fluffy and had a huge bow on the top. There was no card, and I

wonderedwhatonearthitwasAlicewouldhaveleftanoteifshe’dboughtmeagiftIpeekedthroughthe

cellophane and gasped in surprise.

It was a basket full of sex toys, lubricant and porn movies.

I almost died on the spot.

I was home alone, and yet I looked around, hoping no one could see through the windows and into the basket.

Trembling with embarrassment, I looked closer.

“Itwon’thopouttathereandfuckyouyouknow!”

Ijumpedatthesoundofmyroommate’svoiceShewasalwayssneakinguponme and trying to give me heart

failure.

“What?JesusAlice!Youcanbesocrudeattimes”Icomplained

She rolled her heavily lined eyes at me, and threw her coat towards the couch.

“OhlightenthefuckupBellaIt’sadildo!Itwon’tdoanythingtoyouunlessyoumakeit”

Alice sighed in exasperation and began to open the cellophane.

“ItwasagiftfromthecompanythatIdidthelingerieshootforItcameearlierbutIdidn’thaveachancetolookat

itproperlyLookslikefunthough”shesaidwiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

Laughter burst from my lips. Only Alice could get me to find vibrators and cherry flavored lubricant amusing. We

movedthebasketontothelivingroomfloorandbegantounpackitIdidn’thaveacluewhathalfofitwas, and

just stared at the items in wonder.

“OhmyGod!ThisisperfectformeLookBella!”

AliceshovedablackmugintomyfaceInboldwhiteletteringitstated‘I’mnotaslutI’mjustpopular’

“ReallyAlice?Youwantpeopletoseeyouusingthis?”

She snatched it back and growled at me. We unpacked the rest of the strange items in silence, until her squeal of

delight almost pierced my eardrums.

“Tequila!OooIthinkIlikethiscompanyTheirfreebiesarethebest”

She unscrewed the top and sniffed it, before bringing it to her lips. She winced as the fiery liquid burned down her

throat.

“ThatisdivineYouneedtohavesome”shestatedpassingmethebottle

“Alice”Imoaned“YouknowIdon’tdrink”

“LookwouldyoustopcomplainingandremovethatstickfromyourassSeriouslyBellachillalittleItwon’t

hurtorruintherestofyourboringexistenceIt’sonlyliquor!”

It’sonlyliquor...

Those words were still floating around in my head an hour later. I was drunk. There was no lying to myself, no

getting around it.

I was extremely drunk.

We were still sprawled out across the floor, and I was laughing hysterically as Alice tested out the vibrator on her

nose. She looked ridiculous with the purple nodules rotating in front of her face. She was going cross-eyed, and I

could barely breathe, I was laughing so hard.

I popped a chocolate penis into my mouth and opened the small box of cards in my hand. I instantly stopped

laughing when they fell across the floor, and I saw what pictures adorned them.

Naked bodies.

Flesh caressing flesh in strange little poses.

52 cards.

52 sexual positions.

Alice snorted loudly, pointing and giggling at my red face.

“It’sonlyapictureBellaIt’snotevenrealporn”

“Itdoesn’tneedtobe!”Isnarledbackfumblingtoputthemallbackinthecarton“Youcouldn’tevengetinto

someofthosepositionsTheysellthesethingstostupidpeoplewhohavenothingbettertospendtheirmoneyon”

“Ibetyoucould!Ibetyoucoulddoeverysingleoneofthosecards”

She took them from my hand and began looking through them. Her drunken laughter just got louder the more she

looked at them. Eventually I was laughing right along with her. We were picking out our favorites, and placing

them on a separate pile. GrantedIdidn’thavemanyandcertainlynotasmanyasAlicebutIwaspleasedwithmy

fivecardsAlicewasn’tshesnatchedthemfrommeandbegandiscardingthem

“Missionary?Bella!”

“There’salotyoucangetdoneinmissionary”Iprotested

“What?Like paint the ceiling? Bella, the only thing you want done during sex is you! Oh my God, girl. We need to

getyoulaidThisisunbelievableIwon’thaveyouthinkingthatmissionaryisthebestyoucanget”

She moved over to my laptop and began pulling up random websites. I started to panic, because Alice drunk with a

laptopwasnotgoodThelasttimethathappeneddidn’tbearthinkingaboutIshudderedattheimagesflitting

through my head.

“Aliceareyouondatingwebsites?Noway!That’snothappeningAtallNo!”

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