Leah's POV
IF angels are real then Jacob Black would be a Bona-Fide flying to the heavens Angel.
His halo would be his long black hair that falls just past his shoulders.
Oh how I long to just place my fingers through his hair while screaming out orgasm after orgasm.
Jacobs hair glows in the moonlight, shines in the sunlight and dances in firelight.
I want to wake in the morning while he sleeps staring at the man's hair covering his face as the morning sun shines through the window.
Watch him slowly wake from his slumber. As I rush to push his hair out his face loving the feel of every strand.
The power those long locks hold over my fantasies.