Story Title: One Night
Summary: One night with a stranger brings Bella something that Edward can't. What happens when the stranger comes back into her life?
Pairing: Edward/Bella and Jacob/Bella
AN: Okay, I have to confess that I came up with this story after having the song All I Wanna do is Make Love to You by Heart stuck in my head for two days straight. My Jacob muse was missing my Bella muse and was looking for a little lovin' and so this story came to life. Also this story is going to be a tad bit different from the song. You'll notice the changes starting with this chapter if you've heard the song before.
Warning: This chapter contains lemon.
The rain pounded steadily against the windshield and the wipers were rendered useless. Bella couldn't see more than five feet in front of her and she was contemplating pulling over until the rain let up. Why hadn't she let Edward come with her like he had wanted too? Even if her dad didn't like him as much she'd liked Charlie would have been cordial to him. Now she was stuck in the middle of nowhere with water overtaking the road, making it even harder to navigate.
She was still debating if she should stop when she saw something on the side of the road. She slowed, but didn't pull over just in case she had been seeing things. Someone came to stand at her passenger door and she rolled down the window. The person's face was hidden by the hood of their rain jacket as they leaned down to look into the car.
"You're the first person I've seen in almost an hour," A deep voice filled the car.
"You must be crazier than I am to be out in this," Bella said cautiously.
"Where are you headed?"
"Seattle."
"Do you think that you could give me a ride? I'll pay for the gas," he asked.
"Sure, get in," she said unlocking the door.
The guy opened the door and quickly got in. He put his bag in the floorboard between his feet and put his hands up to the vent to warm them.
"Thanks. I didn't think anyone would stop."
"How long had you been out there?"
"Two hours," he said with a heavy sigh.
She turned up the heat when she heard his teeth chattering. He pushed the hood of his jacket back then ran a hand through his hair.
"I can stop somewhere so that you can get out of those wet clothes if you want. I doubt that you want to get sick."
"That'll be fine. I'm Jacob by the way," he said holding out his hand.
"Bella," she said shaking his hand.
Silence fell between them for the next few miles as she looked for a place to stop. She was tempted to sneak a glance at him but she knew that she wouldn't be able to say anything; it was pitch black in the car. The rain was falling harder than ever and she was driving at a snail's pace when she saw lights in the distance. She sighed in relief when she saw that it was a motel. She'd call Edward once they'd stopped and tell him that she would be home tomorrow.
The office was deserted when they walked in so Bella rang the bell before running her fingers through her wet hair. Jacob had found a bathroom and had gone to change while she waited for the manager. There was noise coming from the room in the back then a woman who looked to be a little older than Bella walked out.
"Hi," Bella said with a smile.
"Hi Hon, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine."
"You were smart to get out of the rain while you still could. Is it just you?"
"I have someone else with me, but we need two separate rooms."
"Let me see what I have," the woman said, typing something into her computer.
The door to the bathroom and Jacob came to stand at the counter as the woman's eyebrows furrowed together in concern.
"I only have one room, it's a single," she said apologetically.
"I don't mind sleeping on the floor," Jacob spoke up.
"We'll take it," Bella said with a nod.
Alarms went off in her head as the woman printed up the paperwork and Jacob pulled out his wallet to pay for the room. She ignored them; rationalizing that if he had wanted to hurt her he would have done it already. She stole a glance at him as the woman went to get the key. Her breath hitched as she took him in. Even though he was leaning over the counter she could tell that he was tall. His dark blue short sleeved shirt pulled across his body, showing off his muscled arms and toned stomach. Her eyes traveled up to his face to see that he was watching her. She couldn't break eye contact with him if she tried. His dark brown eyes were kind, even if they did have a cautious look to them.
She finally broke contact when the woman came back with the key. She handed it to Jacob and he pushed away from the counter and walked towards the door. Bella followed him up a flight of stairs and down a hallway before he stopped at the room at the end of the hall. He unlocked the door then turned on the light inside before stepping aside.
"Ladies first," he said with a smile.
She stepped into the room, thankful for the blast of heat that greeted her. She placed her purse on a table by the door while Jacob shut and locked the door. She pulled her phone out of her purse, deciding to call Edward now rather than later. She plopped down on the bed with a sigh and Jacob watched her curiously. She smiled awkwardly at him as Edward's phone started to ring.
"Bella?" he asked, quickly.
"It's me."
"Where are you? I called your dad's half an hour ago and he said that you'd left two hours ago."
"I'm somewhere outside of Olympia. I was just calling to let you know that I stopped for the night. I'll call you before I leave in the morning."
"At least you're alright. Thank you for calling," he said with a smile in his voice.
"I love you."
"I love you too. I'll talk to you in the morning."
She hung up the phone and placed it on the nightstand. An uncomfortable silence fell over the room as Jacob flipped through channels trying to find something to watch. It lasted less than two minutes before he realized that he could only get the local channels.
"Satellite's out because of the rain," she explained.
"Which means that we have to entertain ourselves," he said as he turned off the TV with a defeated sigh.
"We could get to know each other since we'll be stuck here all night," she offered.
"I'll start. Where are you originally from?"
"I'm originally from Forks, but I moved to Seattle for college with my boyfriend and we decided to stay."
"Was he the one that you were talking to?"
"That would be him, his name is Edward," she said with a sentimental smile.
"How long have you guys been together?"
"We've been together since we were seventeen, so five years. Where are you from?"
"I'm originally from La Push. But I'm on my way to Oregon for work."
"That's awfully long way to hitchhike," she said with a scoff.
"Well, I started out driving, but my car died on me this morning. I would have had to wait until Friday for it to get fixed."
"So what are you going to do when it is fixed?"
"I have a friend who's going to pick it up then pick me up when I've finished my job."
"Is there a girl waiting for you in La Push?"
"No," he said with a deep laugh.
"Don't you think that it's ironic that we grew up less than fifteen minutes from each other and yet we've never met?"
"Life's funny that way sometimes."
"I mean, I spent practically all of my time on First Beach every summer; when it wasn't raining that is."
"Any plans for you and your boyfriend to get married?"
"He's been talking about wanting to marry me since we graduated from high school. Back then, I said no because my dad would never have approved of it. Now, there are so many things that I still want to do, places that I want to see. I'm finally out of school so I can take that trip to Spain that I have wanted to take since I was fifteen if I choose to. He understands, but it also hurts him that I'm so reluctant."
"Your dad doesn't like him?"
"He doesn't like that I've moved three hours away to be with Edward or that I rarely come to see him. He's like every dad I've ever met, he doesn't think that Edward is good enough for his little girl," she said with a sheepish smile.
She didn't know why she was telling him all of this. She hadn't voiced her reluctance to marry Edward to anyone. Everyone she knew; minus her dad, loved Edward and thought that he was perfect. She did love him, there was nothing that would ever change the way that she felt about him; but there was something about Jacob that told her that she could trust him. The light flickered off and the heater hissed and rumbled before going silent.
"Maybe the power will come back on in a minute," Bella said reassuringly.
Jacob waited five minutes before heading down to the office. He could hear sirens approaching and a fire truck and ambulance passed the Motel as he made his way down the stairs. The parking lot had started to ice over since they had arrived. He wasn't the only person who had come down to the office to see what the problem was. There were two other men and an elderly woman waiting to speak to the manager.
"She sent her husband to the shed for space heaters. Apparently there's one for every room," One of the men explained.
Jacob nodded as the door opened and an overweight man who looked to be in his fifties pushed a cart with a tarp over it into the lobby.
"We only need these four for now, Jerry. We'll go and get the others as needed," The woman said from behind the counter.
The two men grabbed space heaters and left while the elderly woman explained that she couldn't carry the heater up to her room where her husband waited.
"I can carry it for you Ma'am," Jacob offered.
"Thank you," she said with a kind smile.
Jerry carried two containers of kerosene and said that he would get the woman's heater set up and thanked Jacob for his help. In the ten minutes that Jacob had been gone the temperature in the room had changed. It was freezing, but if he didn't get the heater started soon it would be.
"I found some blankets in the closet in the bathroom," Bella said as she spread two blankets on the floor.
"You didn't have to do that."
"It was the least I could do since you went downstairs to check on things."
"Why don't we continue getting to know each other?" he asked once he had started the heater.
"Okay. Do you have any siblings?"
"I have two older sisters. What about you?"
"I'm an only child. My parents divorced when I was still pretty young."
"My parent's would have been married twenty six years this year if my mom were still alive."
"How did she die?"
"In a logging truck accident, my dad became a paraplegic because of it."
"I'm sorry to hear that. The closest person to me that has died was grandmother. She died when I was fifteen."
"It's been almost ten years and my dad still hasn't moved on," he said sadly.
"My dad hasn't remarried either and he's been single for twenty years."
They talked for a little while longer and Bella could feel the tension melting away. She hadn't had such an open, honest conversation with someone in a really long time. She felt like she had to be perfect for Edward because that was the way that he had always seen her. He held her on such a high pedestal that she felt nervous that she would one day do something to break his trust and he would leave her. She loved Edward with everything that she had and she knew that he loved her too but she couldn't handle the pressure. If she was going to marry him one day she was going to have to talk to him and make him see that she was just as human as everyone else.
"You look like you're a million miles away," Jacob said, breaking through her thoughts.
"I was just thinking, sorry," she said with a bashful smile.
"You can tell me."
"Edward would never understand my reasons for stopping to pick you up much less sharing a room with you," she said with a shake of her head.
"Why did you stop?"
"I would have felt guilty for just leaving you there."
"Do you have to run everything by him?"
"It's not like that," she said shaking her head sadly.
"If I were him I'd be worried too. If I had a girlfriend as beautiful as you I wouldn't want her picking up complete strangers on the side of the road either."
She smiled shyly, feeling a blush creep up the back of her neck. She ducked her head before pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Thank you," she mumbled when she found her voice again.
"Let me guess, he's the only boyfriend you've ever had?"
"Yes."
"And from the reaction you just gave me I can tell that he doesn't compliment you very often."
"He does, but he's the only guy that has complimented me in a while."
"So he's not a complete idiot."
"He's not an idiot at all," she said in Edward's defense.
"Tell me about him," he broached.
"He's such a nice guy. He's polite and smart and he's gentleman."
"He sounds boring," he said pointedly.
"Well he's not; he's old fashioned."
"What does that mean?"
"I'm sexually frustrated," she said sigh.
Jacob fell back onto the bed with laughter. Bella shook her head, not able to hide the smile that tugged at her lips. Once he had gotten control of himself he sat up on his elbows. He looked at her seriously, making her wonder what he was thinking.
"You're not a virgin are you?"
"We have done it, once then he felt guilty and said that it wouldn't happen again until we were married."
"How long ago was that?"
"Six months ago."
"Jeeze, this guy must have balls of steel," he marveled.
"That's what I'm starting to think."
"Haven't you ever pleased yourself?"
"What do you think I am; naïve? That's the only reason I've been able to hold off on getting married for as long as I have."
"Have you ever thought that maybe if you showed him what he was missing that he might change his mind?"
"What do you mean?"
"Have you ever given him a strip tease, engaged in pillow talk, anything like that?"
"Yes I have, that's not the kind of person he is," she said with a slow shake of her head.
"Here's what I think. You've got an itch that needs to be scratched and this will probably be the only chance I have to be with a girl like you."
"Are you suggesting that we have sex?" she asked, her eyebrows shooting up in surprise.
"That's exactly what I am suggesting. One night of no strings attached, mind blowing, body numbing sex."
"I don't think so," she stammered.
"Come on, you just said that you needed this. It's obvious that your boyfriend isn't up to the challenge."
"I can't cheat on him."
"He never has to know."
"I'll know!" she said, her voice wavering.
His eyes bore into hers, knowing that she was contemplating what he had said. He saw the line that spread across her forehead vanish and her body relaxed giving him the answer he wanted. He moved closer to her, her body going rigid, unaccustomed to his closeness.
"Relax," he said calmly.
She took a deep breath and he leaned in to gently brush his lips against hers. He had been attracted to a lot of girls, but none had affected him the way that she had. She relaxed against him, bringing her arms around his neck. His fingers made a trail up her side, caressing her breast through her shirt. She hissed against his lips and he wasted no time taking what he wanted. His tongue was in her mouth, exploring every inch of her mouth before she could protest
His hands moved back down her shirt to bunch it in his hands and pulled away then unwound her arms from his neck to lift them over her head so that he could pull her shirt off. He took a few seconds to take her in. Her hair was falling over her shoulders in a cascade of brown silk but it wasn't covering her breast. He reached behind her to unclasp her bra and she pulled her arms out of it silently. She pushed his shirt up his stomach and he pulled his arms out of it before throwing it onto the floor. His eyes met hers and she smiled; looking at him from underneath her lashes, letting him know that she was no longer unsure of what she wanted.
"Lay back," he said almost inaudibly.
She lay back against the pillows and he moved down to her pants, unbuttoning them slowly, not taking his eyes off of her. He pulled them off of her one leg at a time, surprised to find that she was wearing a pair of sexy black bootie shorts.
"Does your boyfriend know about these?" he asked, hooking a finger into the hem of her underwear.
"No. He prefers not to see me in just my bra and panties."
"What happened when the two of you had sex?"
"All the lights were out," she said with a sigh.
"He doesn't know what he's missing," he murmured.
He took his time pulling them off, his fingers brushing over her center, her inner thighs and finally her calves before throwing the underwear over his shoulder.
"He must be crazy to tell you no," he marveled, taking her in.
"Can we not talk about him?"
His eyes met hers once more and he saw the pain in her eyes. He would let the subject go only because it hurt her to talk about how her boyfriend didn't want her the same way he did. She slid her hands over his shoulders and down his back to put her hands in his back pockets. He smiled down at her before leaning down to kiss her once more.
The kiss grew heated and Bella ground her pelvis into his, relishing in the friction that his jeans caused when they rubbed against her center. Her hands slowly made their way from his pockets to his belt buckle, unfastening it and pulling the belt from his jeans with ease. He leaned up so that she could get to the button and zipper easier, not breaking the kiss. She pushed them down his hips and he kicked them off the rest of the way as she continued to grind against him.
He grabbed her wrists, pinning them over her head with one hand while his other hand ventured down her stomach. He slipped a finger inside of her feeling how tight she was. He was going to have his work cut out for him. She squirmed beneath him, urging him on. He moved in steady strokes, wanting to make sure that she was completely ready so that there was as little pain and tension as possible.
He hit her pleasure spot and she gasped, lifting her body off of the bed to meet his finger. She may not have much experience but she was the most responsive girl that he had ever been with. He added a second finger, and she tried to pull her hands from his grasp. He shook his head no, and she gave him a pleading look. He gave her a crooked smile but didn't let go of her hands. She sighed, giving in to him. He continued his pace, even though his cock was twitching with want because he wanted to be inside of her.
"I want to touch you," she said, her voice soft.
"Technically, you are," he reminded her.
"You know what I mean," she said with a sarcastic eye roll.
"I won't last very long if I let you touch me now."
"Who said that this was the only time that we were having sex tonight?"
He cocked an eyebrow in intrigue before letting go of her hands. She wrapped her hands around his member, moving in slow, meticulous strokes.
"If you keep doing that we won't even get to have sex this time around," he warned.
"That's fine," she countered.
They pleased each other in silence until Bella clamped down around his fingers, giving into her orgasm with a gasp. He groaned in satisfaction as he spilled his seed into her hand. He rolled off of her with a sigh and she rolled over onto her side to take him in. He was more filled out than she thought. His arms were more toned than anyone she had ever seen. His stomach was so flat and defined that her fingers reached out to trace its lines on their own accord. Her eyes drifted lower, widening in surprise. Even though she'd had his cock in her hand less than a minute before she hadn't realized how large it was.
"See something you like?" he asked, amused.
"I do," she said, meeting his eyes with a smile.
He brushed her hair out of her face then she laid her head on his chest, wrapping an arm around his waist. He drew lazy circles on her lower back as they basked in the silence again. Bella had never been comfortable with complete and total silence. She always felt inadequate if she broke Edward's concentration while he was studying and now that he was in law school he was required to study even more. She didn't feel that way with Jacob.
She rolled over on top of him placing her hands on his chest, her hair falling around her like a curtain.
"What are you doing?"
She didn't answer him as she guided him into her. There was a tight sensation, but it was one that she could deal with. She rocked against him slowly, working him in inch by inch. He let her set the pace at ease with just watching her. How could someone turn away a woman like her? She was smart, funny, beautiful and not afraid to go after what she wanted. If he were her girlfriend he would give her whatever she wanted.
After a few minutes of slowly rocking and gently pushing herself onto him Bella was finally able take all of him inside of her. She smiled, letting out a breathless laugh. He smiled up at her, placing his hands on her hips to gently roll them over. Once he was situated between her legs he took one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder. Bella's breath hitched and her eyes closed in ecstasy. Jacob placed his arms on either side of her to support himself before pushing in and out of her. She fisted the blanket in her hands before arching herself up to him.
He lowered her leg then sped up. He didn't care if he didn't last long; all he wanted was to feel release. Bella panted, her chest heaving within easy reach. He leaned down to latch onto one of her puckered nipples and she moaned his name. His tongue swirled over her areola and his teeth grazed the sensitive skin surrounding it. Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave that she felt all the way down to her toes making her scream in pleasure. Jacob buried his face in her neck as he pumped into her a few more times. He grunted as he emptied his seed into her.
He rolled off of her and pulled her with him. She draped a leg over his hip, his member brushing against her thigh. She ran her fingers through his sweat slicked hair, willing her breath to go back to normal. He closed his eyes as a content smile pulled at his lips.
"I say we rest for a little while then try for round three," he suggested.
"I can handle that," she said thoughtfully.
His even breathing was soothing and she felt safe in his arms. She wasn't the type for taking chances and indulging in her inner fantasies but maybe, just maybe she could try to be a little more reckless and carefree. Being uptight hadn't gotten her anywhere and maybe if she were more assertive she would finally get Edward to see that being a sexual being wasn't a bad thing.
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Jacob woke up to the sound of the heating board starting up. He sat up rubbing sleep from his eyes. The ancient clock on the nightstand let him know that it was almost one. He got the feeling that something wasn't quite right. Bella wasn't in the bed and the bathroom was empty. He moved to the window and pushed back the curtains to find that her car was gone. He turned away from the window in confusion. His eyes searched the room, stopping on a sheet of paper that was propped against the lamp on what had been her side of the bed.
The folded up piece of paper had his name scrawled across it in neat, meticulous handwriting. He opened it, fearing the worst.
Jake,
By the time that you read this I'll be gone. I know that I am taking the coward's way out but I couldn't say goodbye to you in person. As much as I want to, I can't be with you. I have to think of Edward and how hurt he would be if he found out what happened. I can't jeopardize that. I love him even if he does make me crazy and frustrated sometimes. I don't regret what happened last night and I want you to know that I will never forget you. Do you think it's possible to love two people? I knew the first time I looked into your eyes that I loved you. Is that crazy?
I know that what I am about to ask you isn't fair, but I hope that you'll honor my wishes anyway. Please don't come looking for me. As much as I care for you I care for Edward more and I can't imagine hurting him. I can't expect you to understand; but he and I have a bond that goes deeper than anything that I have ever known.
I talked to the night manager and her husband has agreed to drive you to Oregon. I didn't want to leave you stranded.
Love always,
Bella
He closed the letter taking a slow shallow breath. He folded it over once more before slipping it into his wallet. It was his own stupidity for not telling her how he felt about her last night. He had planned to tell her this morning, he had it all figured it out. Now he would never see her again.
There was a knock at the door and he threw on his boxers and t-shirt before opening the door. The day manager stood outside with a polite smile.
"The woman who was with you asked me to let you sleep but if you haven't left by two than I am going to have to charge you for another day Mr. Black," he explained.
"I'm getting my things together now."
"I'll let my brother know so that he can start the car."
"Thank you," Jacob said with a nod before the man walked away.
He found his bag on the table by the door and he riffled through it, looking for something clean to wear. Jerry was waiting in a beat up Oldsmobile when he came down ten minutes later.
"Where to Mr. Black?" he asked as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Portland; and you can call me Jake," he corrected him.
Jacob pressed his head against the window, not able to forget what had happened last night. He wasn't the type to have a one night stand; he had been raised better than that. He didn't feel guilty for sleeping with someone else's girlfriend nor did he feel guilty for enjoying it. He would never forget her for as long as he lived.