Warm. That was one thing Jacob is that Edward wasn't.
When Edward wanted to hold me tight, he always made sure to place a blanket between his body and mine, so I wouldn't get cold and uncomfortable. He never really held me tight though. He was always too afraid that his superhuman strength would crush me; didn't he see that I wanted to be crushed? That I wanted drown in everything he had to offer?
When Jacob holds me, he never has need to find a blanket, or something to buffer our bodies. He is never afraid to let out skin touch; his skin is the fire melting all the ice that Edward left behind. Sometimes he holds me so tight that all the air is squeezed out of me, like he's afraid to let me go; being crushed by him is my little slice of heaven. When he holds me I am warm and safe, never cold and uncomfortable. His embrace is everything I need it to be, strong and unyielding.
Edward's kisses were cold and delicate, never realizing my need for him.
Jacob's kisses are fiery and all consuming; his need meeting mine.
Edward never made love to me, trying to protect me from his strength.
Jacob's love is intense and passionate. He is everything I will ever need in a lover. He is not afraid of his strength when he touches me; only thinking of our love and our pleasure.
Jacob is warm and all consuming. Edward was just cold.
AN:
this just came to me so tell me what you think! (i really am trying to improve my writing)