May 28th, 2014
Gemma's POV


We have returned to Vegas but this time we were staying at The Hard Rock Hotel. I wasn't too sure how to feel about being here since the last time I was here, something tragic happened. But the thought of seeing The Pretty Reckless for the first time tonight outweighed the bad memories. Before the show tonight, CC and I decided to hangout on our own since our flight made it here first so Isis and Ashley would join us later on. We checked into our hotel room and were getting settled in our room. Next thing I knew, CC was on me. As he kissed me he pushed me up against the wall his hands making their way down to my wrists and then pulled them up above my head. He grabbed hold of both wrists with one hand, leaving the other to roam my body, as he began to kiss my neck. My heightened hormones sending my body’s reactions into overdrive. I could hardly keep in a moan suppressed as my body felt like it was on fire. He came back to kissing my lips, one of my legs instinctively found its way around his waist. He ran his hand down my thigh causing me to moan again. I felt him smile against my mouth. He let go of my wrists and ran his other hand over my other thigh. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me close and lifted me. Still kissing we made our way to the bed. I smiled as he threw me onto the bed. This is what I wanted. I wanted him to be rough with me. He pulled off my jeans and knickers and ran his hand over my prominent bump, smiling. I pulled off my t-shirt and sat up to pull his jeans and boxers off as he pulled off his t-shirt. He looked down at me and smiled, he wasn’t making eye contact; his eyes were focused on my chest, which was again starting to spill over the bra cups from the pregnancy. His hands found their way to them and massaged them. It felt so good, my head involuntarily fell back. I felt one hand move up to my neck as he pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me, his hard length resting on the lower part of my swollen abdomen. He leant over me, hunger filled his eyes. I smiled again as his kissed me. Hand still on my throat, and the other roaming my chest. The hand on my throat moved over my chin as he smirked, pulling himself up, his fingers running over my lips. I pulled one in with my teeth, sucking on them seductively. I rested one hand on his waist and the other made it’s way to his length, he moaned as I grabbed it and started to stroke him. He gestured for me to move further up the bed. I done as I was told. He stayed where he was; he moved my legs to either side of him. He rested one hand on the top of my thigh, the other between my legs. He leant down again, this time his lips and tongue exploring, feeling his way around. I gasped as he nipped slightly. His tongue found its way inside me, moving fast, my back arched as I gasped with pleasure. The fire was back again. I gave up suppressing any noises, knowing that it turned him on more hearing me scream his name. I felt his readjust himself, I tried to see what he was doing but my view was obscured. Seconds later I felt, not only his tongue but fingers inside me now. I grabbed the quilt as I screamed with pleasure at the movements. I felt myself tighten around him as I rode the orgasm out. He looked at me with a smile as he moved so he was level with me again, I turned my head as he went to kiss me, he knew that it made me feel sick now, but in the moment he’d forgotten. Instead his hands felt the underneath of my thighs, lifting me into the air a few inches, as he lowered himself into me. He started off slow, letting me become accustomed to his size everything was so much more sensitive now. I felt every part of him thrusting in and out of me. He looked at me, knowing he was stopping himself from coming too soon. I knew He’d need to control himself, something which he’d found increasingly harder as my body became more sensitive to his touch. It didn’t take long for me to reach climaxing again as he trusted harder and faster into me. I felt him twitch as he grunted by my ear. His thrusts became sloppier as he rode out his climax few seconds after mine. He pulled out and fell in a heap next to me.
“Fuck.” he said, breathless.
“Gets better every time.” I replied, he nodded in agreement. I turned to face him, and rested his hand on my bump. He smiled as he felt the movements under his hand.
“I think we woke someone up.” He laughed. We spent a while laying there feeling our little baby wriggle around. CC was in awe at the amount of activity he was able to feel. He hadn’t been able to feel much of the movements before as we were barely into the 6th month. We knew it’d start getting risky to have sex soon. We’d decided that since we were somewhere special, and not at home, then we’d make this our last time, like he said, I’d been finding it hard to keep my hands off him. After we’d both got our breath back, He looked at me.
“I supposed we’d better get ready.” he said, I nodded but instead of getting up I snuggled up to him abit more.
"First more snuggles,” I said, “ then we can get ready.” he wrapped his arms around me.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked for the thousandth time that day. I glared at him, no way was I going to let this stop me having as much fun as possible before the baby was born. I got up and headed to the bathroom after picking up my washbag. I had a quick shower.
“I’m being serious,” said CC from the doorway, crap, I’d forgot to lock the door. “I don’t want you getting too worked up if we see Danny.”
“I’ll ignore him.” I said over the sound of the shower spray, “And I’m not giving up a chance to see The Pretty Reckless, afterall I doubt I’ll get the chance to do much once bump’s here.” I felt his arms wrap around my ever expanding waist. I turned to look at him.
“Where was your invitation?” I smiled.
“Do I really need one?” he leant down and kissed me. I slapped his shoulder and pointed out of the bathroom. He just shook his head. I sighed and turned round and carried on with my shower, ignoring him.
We eventually made our way to where we were meant to meet everyone. I saw Ben first, he ran over to me and hugged me. I realized we had grown pretty close since new year. I couldn’t thank him enough for what he’d done that night.
“Wow you’re getting big!” he said rubbing my bump.
“Yup littluns growing fast.” I said, he smiled as the baby kicked him. I think the baby could tell I was excited for tonight as there was a lot of activity tonight.
“Are we allowed to know what you’re having yet?” he asked, I shook my head grinning.
“Ok’” he said, “But if it’s a girl I’m definitely going to be doing that Bad Boys 2 scene with CC and Ashley.” I rolled my eyes and he and CC laughed and high fived.
“Anyway,” he said, “how’s Isis? Her memory any better?"
“Seems to be but still a bit fuzzy,” I said, “She’ll be here soon.” It was strange how he kept mentioning her recently. I glanced behind Ben, when noticed a little white bouncy thing headed our way. She jumped on Ben's back, causing him to nearly topple over.
"Hi Ben!" Isis nearly squealed.
“Speak of the annoying she-devil.” Ben laughed as he turned and gave her a hug. I noticed a glimpse of fan girl mode in Isis eyes as she wore a huge grin.
"Hey! I'm not that annoying." She said sticking her tongue out.
“Fan girl mode is,” I added in, “And thats what you are now.” I returned the tongue sticky outyness.
"Shhh.." Isis whispered, letting go of Ben when she noticed Ashley finally catching up. We all headed out towards the venue downstairs.




Isis POV

The fangirl side of me needs to chill the fuck out because I didn't want to freak him out. I don't remember much about our friendship, but what I do know is he's a loyal friend of Gemma and I, and of course to the rest of the others. What I've learned was he was always able to bring up my mood whenever I was down. So from the looks of it, we're starting over. Which isn't a big deal.
We were standing backstage waiting for Danny's side band, We are Harlot, to get started. CC and Gemma decided to wait as far as possible to avoid interacting with Danny, which was understandable. In the meantime, Ashley had left us to get drinks leaving Ben and I alone. He rested his elbow on my shoulder, which caused me to lose my balance slightly as he laughed, I glared before laughing too. Just then Ashley returned with our drinks. We walked to the stage side to watch Danny perform as it was now getting started. About halfway through, I glanced at Ben making accidental eye contact. He had a different look in his eyes, which weirded me out at first since it was the same lustful look that Ashley would give me. I decided to break the tension by making a funny face at him, making him laugh. I continued watching the show and soon felt a pinch on my butt, causing me to gasp. I looked around in shock, and looked to Ben. He tried to do his best innocent face as he shrugged. I didn’t buy it, so I slapped his chest and we both laughed.
We are Harlot just finished playing and it was in between sets. Danny came over and greeted us as I continued to ignore him. Then he and Ben walked off. Soon Gemma and CC joined us as The Pretty Reckless was about to start. During the middle of the set, I noticed my phone was ringing so I took I step outside of the area, alone to where there was less noise. I realized that it was just my mom who wanted to be nosey and know what's going on and doing the usual check up since she was still worried about my memory loss. After hanging up, I turned around and was startled when I noticed Ben standing right there.
"Oh my god!" I hit his arm, "Don't creep upon me like that!" We laughed.
"Sorry for scaring you, I just didn't want you to be out here alone" he said, "especially with drunken idiots about."
"I'm fine." I told him, "It was just real quick. Besides Danny is still in the venue, so I have nothing to worry about" I laughed.
“Good point,” he replied, “But just incase, I don’t want to have to rescue another damsel in distress, I have a one a year quota, and I done that at new years, so you would have had to fend for yourself.”
"Whatever," I scoffed smiling, "I can fight for myself."
“Yeah ok,” he laughed, “Saying that I’ve not seen you fight properly so can’t really comment. You seem more of a lover than a fighter.” He winked at me.
"It's a tough image to keep up." I laughed.
“Nah you’re too soft.” he said smirking.
"I'll take you down right now if you don't hush." I said.
“Come on then!” he laughed, “Come at me bruh!” he held out his fists, bouncing from one foot to the other. I shielded myself with my arms.
"I give! I give!" I yelled, laughing.
“Told ya!” he said and came over and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I glared.
"I'll get you back when you least expect it." I mumbled.
“Nah you won’t” he laughed, “You love me too much.”
"Yeah," I said, "I'd love to hit you right now." I poked his side.
“Oh really?” he said, “Carry on with that poking, and I’ll poke you.” I poked him again.
"Now what!" I taunted, laughing.
“Fine then,” he said, “You asked for it.” He turned me so I was facing him and smirked at me as he pressed his body against mine. Suddenly I felt him poke me gently, and it was not his finger but something else that was just as hard. In the mean time, he never took his eyes off mine. I felt my face heat up as I gently pulled my body away from his.
"That wasn't what I expected." I laughed nervously. I'm not too sure how I should feel about that, I wanted to walk away and find Ashley, but something kept my legs from moving.
“Why not?” he asked, “I miss you, and I’m Ben Bruce, you’ve gotta expect stuff like that from me. Besides, you never complained before.” He looked at me with sadness in his eyes.
"I... Never complained before?" I asked. "But I'm with Ashley..?" I suddenly felt confused.
“You really don’t remember do you?” he looked hurt, he sighed and carried on, “I told you ages ago, that I have feelings for you, and more than once we’ve shared a moment.” He let go of me and went to lean on some barriers that were at the edge of the path where we were standing.
"We shared a moment!? What moment? What happened?" I asked shocked at myself. I stood there trying to remember of it happened or not. Would I do something like that to Ashley?
“The first time was a fluke,” he said, “You were drunk, and Ashley was elsewhere, but the second time it happened, we were both sober, nothing more than kisses here and there, so we haven’t really cheated as such. I wish you could remember them though. Although the last time, you said it couldn’t happen again, I respect that, after all you’re with one of my best mates and I have a wife I barely see.”
"The fact that it happened at all is what's shocking." I said. "But I guess I'm glad I said it can't happen again." I stood there still unsure of myself.
”Still doesn’t stop me from wanting to do this.” He came over to me and stood behind me, I felt him lift my hair out the way and kiss my neck. Something about this felt familiar, so with that thought I allowed it. I leant back into him, letting him wrap his arms around my waist. One of my hands found its way into his hair and grab a fistful. He found the most sensitive part of my neck, I stifled a moan as he smiled against my neck. He spun me around so I was facing him. I looked into his eyes, as looked down at me. Next thing I knew his lips were on mine. I felt myself kissing him back. I know I should be pushing him away, but he felt familiar. I carried on, hoping to trigger some memories. But the longer we kissed, my mind was still blank. I pulled away, remembering Ashley.
“I can’t do this.” I stuttered and walked off leaving him confused. I took a few breaths before going back into the club, I went straight to the restroom to look in the mirror and make sure that I still looked like I did earlier. My outfit and hair still looked ok. On the outside everything looked normal, but on the inside I was far from it. I’d just kissed Ben Bruce, the fangirl side of me was squealing with delight, but the more rational side was telling me that I shouldn’t have let him kiss me. When I walked inside the venue, I ran straight to Gemma. She ignored me at first, so I stuck around until the end of the last song of The Pretty Reckless set. I dragged her as far away as possible from CC and everyone else.
"Guess what just happened!" I yelled. She looked at me confused.
"Do I wanna know?" She asked. I quickly nodded.
"Ben has a thing for me!" I said, her eyes widen, "well.. Apparently we have a thing for each other." Her jaw dropped.
“Wait! What?” she said face full of surprise, “When did this happen?”
"Just now?" I said. "I guess what I'm asking you is if you remember me telling you anything..?"
“Not that I remember,” she said, “What did he say about everything?”
"According to him, we kissed a couple of times and nothing more." I said. "The first time was a drunk thing, but during the second, I was sober and told him that it can't happen again."
“Now that, you would have told me,” she said, “And I would remember that, even with baby brain killing every brain cell I have, could he be lying?”
"I'm not sure. When he kissed me earlier tonight, I thought I recognized something." I said, "I don't think he would lie to me. But then again, I don't think I would do anything to hurt Ashley."
"Wait he kissed you 'again' tonight??" She asked. I nodded, still ashamed of myself.
“You want me to talk to him?” she asked, “Cuz if he’s making you uncomfortable then I can tell him to back off, and if he is lying then I’m gunna kill him.” I shook my head.
"I don't even know what to think anymore!" I rose my voice as I was getting frustrated with my memory. "Why can't I remember still?!" I sighed, "I'll try to figure this out myself.." I glanced to the side and saw Ben casually talking to Ashley from afar.
“How can he be so relaxed about all this?” Gemma asked, glaring at Ben, “He’s just betrayed his friend. Also your memories will come back, I know it’s frustrating, I can barely remember what I did yesterday. Wait what did I do yesterday?” I laughed.
"But seriously, I think there's a small voice in my head that's telling me to go along. Like maybe a memory will spark. But when I tried to do that earlier, I felt guilt."
“If anything,” she said, “He should be feeling guilty, not you. He's married and he knows you’re with Ashley! I’m gunna talk to him, and maybe hit him, depending on how my hormones feel at the time. After I’ve been loo, someones found my bladder and apparently it’s a punch bag.”
"Noooo..." I said, "don't talk to him! I said I'll deal with it!" I wasn't too sure if I want it to continue myself, but the thought of intentionally hurting Ashley, didn't feel so nice. But it's nice to be getting attention from someone else for a change. Wait what? Why was I thinking that?? I love Ashley not Ben!
“I can tell this is already eating you up Isis,” said Gemma, “Go talk to him, and keeps your lips to yourself this time.” She rushed off in the direction of the toilets. I sighed as I slowly walked back to where Ashley and Ben were after I composed myself from the shock.

Notes

Ok, so I've just been told by Isis that i have to tell you all shes not lazy but she's had her iPad stolen, which is how she usually updates, but she's still lazy lol
title credit goes to Avenged Sevenfold for The Beast and The Harlot, awesome song, which i can kinda play on guitar.

so theres a tweet that goes with this chapter, isis is trawling through twitter as i type looking for it

here you go : tweet tweet

so I hope you all had a good christmas, see you all in death valley, wait what? i mean see you in 2015 :)

enjoy :)