A/N: Chapter 2 is the second half of the original oneshot. So sorry for any confusion! Please read the A/N in the first chapter if you haven't already. Next chapter is currently in beta :)
I still don't own anything. JointGifts and the mystery beta are to be thanked for this chapter as well :)
Love and Lust
Chapter 2
Renesmee danced in a circle in her room, so excited she could hardly breathe. Her date with Jacob was mere hours away, and she couldn't wait to find out what he had planned.
A knock on her door interrupted her spin. She flopped down on the bed.
"Come in," she sang breathlessly.
Bella walked in with a smile and shut the door behind her. "Hey, sweetie. How are you?"
Renesmee sat up and bounced a little. "Oh, I am so happy. And thrilled. And just …. Ah!" She stood up and twirled once before sitting back down. Bella chuckled.
"That's good, honey. Have you talked to him at all; do you know what you're planning to do?"
"No, not yet. I thought about calling him, but then I kind of want to be surprised when he gets here."
"Okay. Well, I have a few things I need to give you for tonight. One of them is actually from your dad."
Renesmee tried to control her dread. "All right, what are they?"
"First, this is from your dad." She held out a small can of pepper spray, and Renesmee raised an eyebrow at it.
"Really?"
Bella shrugged. "I believe that he's an honest guy with good intentions, but even I would feel better if you had some kind of protection. Please take it."
Renesmee sighed and took the tube from her mother's hand. "I guess you might have a point. But I won't need it."
"Regardless. Now, this one is a little awkward, but goes with the same principle of protection."
Renesmee raised her hand, ready to decline the offer, when her mother surprised her by pulling out a condom. She was sure her face was bright pink now.
"You probably won't need it, but it's better to be prepared than to be caught off-guard. We both know how quickly one can go from 'not there yet' to 'really there.'"
Renesmee's face heated even more and she snatched the condom out of her mother's hand. It was bad enough that Bella knew her daughter wasn't a virgin. "Okay, I get it. I'll take it."
"Thank you. Just one more thing."
Renesmee groaned, wondering what else her mother could possibly have. Bella pulled her daughter into a hug and kissed the side of her head.
"I love you and I trust you. Be careful, but not too careful. This is your vacation as much as it is your father's and mine. I'm not encouraging you to have sex with him or get drunk or anything like that. I just want you to know that I'm not going to be upset if you decide to be a teenager for once in your life."
Renesmee smiled and hugged her mother back tightly. "Where did all this come from?" she asked as she pulled back.
Bella shrugged. "I guess I don't want you to feel like you have to rebel to have a life. I'd rather give you the freedom to do what you want to do, as long as you do it safely, than be called to pick you up from jail or worse."
"Jacob's mature and responsible, remember?"
"Yes, I remember. I love you."
"Love you, too, Mom. I better get ready, though. If I'm not showered in ten minutes, I won't get to take one and that would be bad." She hopped up and danced to the bathroom.
When she was showered, she bit her lip as she tried to decide what to wear. She wanted to go for cute and flirty, but not slutty. She had a hard time deciding between the blue tourniquet top and the skimpy jean skirt. One paired with the right thing would be cute and flirty, but together they would make her look like a slut. She bit her lip and considered which part of her Jacob would prefer to see.
After much debate, she decided her legs would be the better bet and pulled out her skirt. She paired it with a short-sleeved green top with a flirty yet modest scoop neckline. She decided to leave her hair down; it was going to misbehave no matter what she tried to do with it. Better to just let it do what it wanted and hope it didn't get in her way too much. She didn't go crazy with her makeup, just some eyeliner and mascara to enhance her green eyes. She finally finished the picture with a pair of black, heeled sandals.
She went out to the living room to wait for Jacob. Bella walked in and smiled.
"You look nice, sweetie."
"Thanks, Mom. I'm kind of nervous."
"Of course you are. Just relax and have fun."
Renesmee nodded and smoothed her skirt down. She paced the living room to get used to her heeled-shoes while she waited.
Her stomach bottomed out and she nearly squealed when there was a knock at the door. She took a deep breath and made a quick check that everything was in place and behaving before answering.
She sucked in a breath as she looked up at Jacob. He reached out and put a hand on the door frame, leaning into it slightly, and she watched his eyes slowly move down her body and back up. She was on fire as she inspected him in return. He was wearing a dark blue button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and blue jeans. The strength in his forearm against the doorframe was obvious, and she almost hated his shirt for hiding the rest of him. The shirt was untucked, making him appear a little more relaxed. Although it was casual, she had never seen a sexier sight.
"Hey," he said finally, meeting her eyes.
She swallowed to get her voice back. "Hi."
He smirked and dropped his hand to his side, taking a small step forward. "You look nice."
She blushed and bit her lip. "Thanks. You do, too."
"Are you ready?"
She couldn't explain why all she really wanted to do in that moment was jump him. She didn't want dinner or whatever else he had planned. Her mother's voice coming from the other room reminded her that they'd have an audience if she acted on her fantasies here, and it was enough to make her realize that he was still waiting for her answer.
"Yes, I'm ready. Where are we going?"
He took her hand and started leading her out the door. She called out goodbye to her parents and shut the door, following him down the hall.
"Do you like Chinese food?"
"Love it."
"Good. We're going to the Snappy Dragon, one of the best damn Chinese places in Seattle."
She bit her lip and suppressed the urge to skip alongside him like a six-year-old. "Sounds great."
When they got outside, he led her to a red Volkswagen and opened her door. She smiled up at him as she slipped inside.
As he drove, Renesmee took a few deep breaths to try to get a hold of herself. It didn't help that the car was manual and her heart stuttered each time he shifted.
"How was the rest of your week?" he asked.
She licked her lips. "It was good. My parents went to Matthews Beach yesterday, so I got some good time to myself. What about yours?"
He shrugged. "Not bad. I got a new trainee a few weeks ago, and he came in yesterday yelling at me because he hadn't met his goal yet. I had to laugh because he hadn't been doing anything I told him to do."
He opened her door again when they got to the restaurant and took her hand immediately when she was out. She bit her lip in excitement and was thrilled when they sat at a table where she could be close to him. He handed her a menu before opening his own.
"What's good here?" she asked.
"Do you like spicy, or not spicy?"
"Not spicy."
He pursed his lips. "Hmm…. In that case, I'd recommend the sweet and sour pork or almond chicken."
She nodded and looked over the menu. When the waiter came by, she decided on the sweet and sour pork. Jacob ordered for her and got Mongolian beef for himself. The waiter disappeared with the menus, and Jacob turned back to Renesmee.
He took her hand again, and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I saw you on Tuesday at the Lark." His voice was low and husky, and it made her shiver.
Her breathing quickened, his breath on her ear causing goosebumps to rise along her neck.
"I saw you, too."
He nodded, and she shivered again when his nose brushed her earlobe. "I know. I wanted to talk to you then, but Leah wouldn't let me. We were there celebrating an A she'd gotten on a test, and she told me four times how disrespectful I was being."
Renesmee smiled, but it was quickly washed away with another rush of desire as he turned his head slightly and his lips brushed her hair.
"I wanted to talk to you, too." Her voice was breathy and she swallowed to get it back. "But then the waiter was taking my parents' dessert order, and when he left you were gone."
He dipped his head lower, brushing his nose along the back of her jaw line, just under her ear. She barely managed to hold in an embarrassing moan.
"I can't tell you how happy I was to see you at the store. If it weren't for Leah, I would have been beside you the second you stepped out of that changing room."
"Jake…"
"I followed you to Subway. Leah dragged me away to finish her crap, and when I saw you leaving, I started dragging her. I couldn't let you get away again."
He raised his head and she met his eyes. They were darker than they had been before, nearly black now, and their intensity had her wishing they were somewhere more private.
"I'm glad you didn't. I looked for you at the store, but couldn't find you."
He smirked and leaned back in his seat, reaching up to touch her flushed cheek. She grabbed his fingers, wanting to kiss him so badly, but was forced to let go when the waiter brought their food. The plates were set in the middle of the table with extra empty plates. Jacob thanked the waiter and he left.
"Dig in." He reached over to start dishing his plate. She smiled and started on her own.
"Oh my god, this is good," she exclaimed after a few bites.
"May I?" he asked.
She nodded and he took a piece of pork from her plate. He nodded appreciatively. "That is good. Not spicy enough, though."
"Can I try yours?"
"You can if you want, but it's five stars, which means it's really spicy."
"Oh. Yeah, I'll stay away from that."
He chuckled.
They made small talk as they ate, focusing on Jacob's job and Renesmee's upcoming college search. She didn't want to say anything yet, but Seattle University was added to her list of colleges to check out. It was the first college added, and it was only because of Jacob.
When they were finished, they opened fortune cookies.
"What does yours say?" Jacob asked, keeping his a secret for now.
Renesmee blushed and held up the small slip of paper. "Um… 'Stop searching forever. Happiness is right next to you.'" She glanced up at Jacob and blushed harder.
He smiled widely and touched her cheek. "I like that one."
"What does yours say?" She tried to lean over to see it, but he held it out of her sight.
"It says, 'Help, I'm trapped in a Chinese fortune cookie factory.'"
She rolled her eyes and laughed. "No, it doesn't."
"You're right. It says, 'The best is yet to come.'" This time he showed it to her.
She smiled and remembered what a friend had once told her about adding 'in bed' to the end of each fortune. She met his eyes and something in them made her wonder if he was thinking the same thing. She blushed and took a bite of her cookie to distract herself.
"What's the plan now?" she asked.
"Whatever you'd like to do. We can go for a walk, see if there are any good movies playing; go back to my place…." He trailed off, taking a drink of his soda.
She stared at him for a second, both not sure she'd heard him right and yet positive that he'd just invited her to his house.
"Your place is an option?" she asked, hoping to clarify the offer before she jumped on it.
He smiled down at her. "Yes. Seth's at a friend's house tonight, and Leah's in class until ten."
She remembered the condom her mother had given her, but tried to calm down. It was their first date and she didn't want him to think low of her. At the same time, the burning need she felt being near him was close to completely consuming her if she didn't get some sort of release.
"I'd like to do that, then."
He met her eyes for a long moment before he nodded. She was suddenly eager to leave the restaurant. She finished her cookie and bit her lip, glancing over at him. He smiled and stood up, taking the check and her hand. She grabbed her purse and followed him to the counter, then out the door.
Neither said much this time as he drove. She was nervous and yet so excited she had a hard time sitting still. He pulled into the driveway of a two-story brown house and cut the engine.
"My house," he said before getting out of the car. She let him open her door for her again and took his hand as she got out. He led her inside, and she looked around as she put her purse down.
The living room was large and spacious, the only furniture a dark brown couch, wooden coffee table, and entertainment center.
"I like this," she said softly, noticing a few pictures hanging on the walls. At her home, the only pictures on the walls in the living room were professional photos of nature. The personal photos, which Renesmee assumed to be of Jacob's family, were somehow comforting to her. She smiled up at him.
He reached out and touched her cheek.
"Before anything else happens, Renesmee, I need to do something."
She nodded and expected him to walk away. Instead, he pulled her close to him and leaned down slowly, stopping just before his lips touched hers. He was so close and all she wanted was his kiss. His eyes met hers, and she knew she'd never seen intensity until now. They were dark and needy and full of lust, but at the same time hesitant. She licked her lips and closed her eyes, inclining her head just a little to show him he had her permission.
His breath washed over her face, and the hint of spices made her head spin. He closed the last few inches, his lips warm and soft against hers. She raised her hands, trailing her fingertips over his sleeves as she reached up to hold his shoulders and pull him a little closer. His arms tightened around her as he opened his mouth to deepen the kiss.
She took him in, releasing a soft, unexpected moan as his taste overtook her. A subdued sting from traces of the spices he'd eaten mixed with the sweet and sour in her mouth, creating a unique flavor that she knew she'd never get enough of. Her fingers gripped his shirt, determined to hold on forever, and she pushed herself up on her toes to get closer.
He started pulling away, and her fingers clutched at the cotton fabric. He didn't move far, just enough to meet her eyes again.
No words were spoken. She moved one hand from his shirt up to his hair, running her fingers through the silky strands before taking a fistful and pulling him back down to her. The second kiss was more urgent, more desires uncovered and exposed as he gripped her tighter and kissed her deeper.
Renesmee knew it was time to move forward when she had to push down an almost overpowering need to wrap her legs around him. She pulled away from the kiss first this time, and he chased her lips. She smiled and released her grip on his hair, smoothing it down gently before sliding her hand around to touch his cheek. The soft prickle of the beginnings of stubble tickled her palm and fingertips. She ran one finger over his wet bottom lip and met his eyes for a brief moment before taking a step away from him.
He released her and followed her with his eyes as she went to the couch and started digging in her purse. She smiled when she felt his hands in her hair, pulling it back from her face and into a hold she could imagine him using to show dominance. She smirked to herself and pulled a few things out of her purse, looking for one specific item.
He chuckled and reached forward, picking up the pepper spray.
"Is this something you normally carry with you?"
"My parents made me bring that," she explained. She didn't want to think about her parents right now, though, so she took the spray back and found her goal. "This is what I was really after."
She bit her lip as she held up the condom, a fierce stab of doubt running through her gut. He stared at the small silver square for a second before meeting her eyes. He took the condom from her and leaned in, one hand gripping her neck to pull her closer. He kissed her again, harsh and burning.
"Are you sure?" he asked when he pulled back.
She nodded. "I am so sure, Jacob."
He kissed her once more before taking her hand and leading her up a flight of stairs and down a short hall. The last bedroom on the left was large with an unmade, king-sized bed on the far wall. He shut the door behind them and took her waist, pulling her body into his. He kissed her, wild again, and she met his force with her grip on his hair, holding him to her aggressively.
He moved back and took a step, guiding her with him.
Her heart was hammering so hard she could feel it in her stomach as the backs of her knees hit the side of the bed. His hands on her backside kept her from falling, and her head lolled back as he pulled her into his arousal.
He leaned into her and kissed her neck, parting his lips and leaving a trail of wet fire behind. She whimpered when he bit her lightly and pulled her into him again.
"I need you, Jacob," she said breathlessly. "Please."
He shifted only enough to help her take off her shirt. It hit the floor and her hands immediately started unbuttoning his. Halfway through, he got impatient and just pulled it over his head. It joined the other shirt on the floor as he unclasped her bra and let it drop.
"Bed. Now."
She shivered at the sound of his gravelly voice and nodded. He eased her down on the bed, moving over her as he did. His lips were fervent against hers as he palmed her breasts, his hands hot and rough against her skin. Her fingertips clawed down the smooth skin of his back until she reached the denim of his pants. She parted her legs as much as her skirt would allow and gripped his hips, pulling him into her. He groaned thickly and one hand went down to her thigh to push her skirt up as he started kissing her down her throat.
She wasn't sure which she liked better; his mouth on her breasts or his hands pushing her skirt up to her waist. Once the skirt was high enough, he took hold of her panties and eased them down her legs. He sat up on his knees to toss them aside, and she reached out to unbutton his jeans. He didn't stop her, so she slid the zipper down and met his eyes as she started pushing the fabric down over his hips.
He got off the bed to take the pants off and slowly moved back over her. He licked her nipple on his way up to her lips, the warmth of his tongue a stark contrast to the instant cold that came after. She spread her legs wide for him and held up the condom he'd set on the bed earlier. He took it from her and kissed her lips before sitting up to put it on.
He leaned back down over her, positioning himself. She gripped his shoulders tightly as he started easing himself in. Everything made sense in the moment that he was completely embedded inside her. Even the feeling of familiarity she'd first noticed made sense now. This was where she belonged, surrounded and penetrated by Jacob. He held himself up by his elbows as he began thrusting, his eyes never leaving hers. Her fingertips danced over his arms and shoulders, admiring the contradiction between the softness of his skin and the hardness of his muscles.
One hand reached up to grab his hair and hold tightly as the sensation overtook her. A familiar and yet altogether new tension began building throughout her body, and she arched her back into him.
"Oh God, Jake."
His hands gripped her hair the way she'd done to him, and he finally broke eye contact as he leaned down to kiss her roughly. She lifted her knees higher, pulling him closer as each sensation was heightened.
His movements increased and he kissed her harsher, a soft cry escaping his throat. He broke the kiss and pushed himself up slightly, positioning himself for more urgent thrusts. "Shit, Renesmee. You feel so fucking good."
She mewled with rapture, closing her eyes and tilting her head back as the pressure continued to build rapidly.
His grunts became growls and his movements near violent against her. "Fuck … Come, baby."
Her fingers dug into his arms and her back arched higher as she let out a strangled moan. She was so close to the edge. "Don't stop, Jake."
He gripped her breast harshly and pushed against her harder. The tension inside her started to peak and she moaned loudly, gripping his arms fervently. He growled loudly again and she burst open, waves of pleasure surging through her. He cried out as he released, pushing deeper. After a few final thrusts, he stilled and nearly collapsed on top of her. He managed to hold his weight up with his elbows, his face hanging into her neck.
She panted, her arms going limp beside her, and her heart pounded harder than she'd ever thought it could. After a moment, he grunted and lifted himself up to roll off of her. He took the condom off and tossed it in the trash before resting on his back beside her.
"Holy shit," she gasped, still breathing heavily.
"'Holy shit' is right. That was fucking amazing."
She rolled to her side and put her head on his shoulder. His arm curled around her back, pulling her a little closer. She looked up and he met her eyes.
"Thank you."
He chuckled. "I should thank you, baby." He leaned down enough to kiss her lips.
She smiled and rested against him again, her fingers playing with the small patch of hair on his chest. There wasn't too much hair, but it was enough to be fun. The soft light of sunset was coming through his window, casting a sleepy haze on the already drowsy mood. She kissed his shoulder and ran her fingers over more of his caramel skin, admiring the color difference between it and her pale hand.
"Stay here with me," he said, breaking the silence.
She looked up at him, a little surprised. She wanted to, though. The thought of going back to her hotel room alone hurt. Without over thinking, she nodded. "Okay. But I need to call my mom and let her know."
He nodded and kissed her.
"In a minute, though. I don't think I can stand yet."
He laughed, a low and calm sound, and held her tighter. They were silent, content to stay in the moment of lethargy forever. As the minutes passed, the room became darker and Renesmee caught herself slipping from consciousness. She blinked a few times to wake up, knowing if she didn't let her mother know she was staying with Jacob, all hell would break loose when she did show up tomorrow.
She yawned and started sitting up. As she moved away from Jacob's warmth, she realized how cold it had gotten and she shivered. His hand ran down her arm, only raising more goosebumps.
"You okay?" he asked.
She smiled at him and nodded. "Yeah. I'm going to call my mom, though."
He sat up with her and kissed her lips. "Okay. Then come right back to me."
"Always."
She stood up and touched his cheek, his stubble a little more pronounced against her palm. She straightened her skirt and pulled it down where it was supposed to be, then pulled on her shirt before walking out of the room.
The house was dark, but she didn't have any trouble navigating. She found her way down the stairs and got her bag, pulling out her cell phone. She crossed one arm around her chest to try to fight off the cold, as she found her mother's number and hit the call button. She started pacing, hoping to at least keep from becoming an ice cube before she could make it back to Jacob.
"Where are you, honey? Is everything okay?"Bella asked when she answered.
"Hi, Mom. Everything's fine, and I'm at Jacob's. I'm, uh… I'm going to stay here with him."
"Are you sure, sweetie?"
She smiled when she heard her dad in the background, asking more than just a few questions about where she was and if she was okay.
"I'm sure, Mom. But I'll be back tomorrow, 'kay?"
Bella sighed. "Okay, honey. Be careful."
"I am. Love you. Tell Dad I love him."
"Love you, too."
She hung up her phone and tossed it back into her purse before sprinting back up the stairs. Jacob had gotten into the bed and held up the covers for her when she came in the room. She smiled and stripped her shirt and skirt before slipping in beside him. She snuggled up to him, relieved and so happy to be back in his warm arms.
"Goodnight, baby," he said softly, kissing her head.
"Goodnight, Jake." She stretched up to kiss his lips and settled back down. She knew now, without any room for doubt, that she wanted to be here with him forever. She only had a week left of her vacation, but she wasn't thinking about that right now. They would deal with that when the time came. She'd already decided that she would be going to Seattle University so she could be close to him. No matter what, she would always come back to him.
