JPOV
The day was cold and wet, rain pouring down in buckets and I was soaked to the bone after just a while. But today, it didn't bother me, since my mind was still replaying the other day. Who would've thought Leah would ever react to me that way? I certainly didn't expect that, but I wasn't going to complain.
It was kind of nice to be alone for a while, to be able to recall all those moments without the other guys getting sneak peeks into my head. While I could block my thoughts from them to a certain extent, when they were connected to me, I couldn't allow myself to think of Leah. The strength of those thoughts would've made sure they'd get a look and I was pretty sure Seth would not want to see or feel any of what I did.
Once again, my mind filled with the sight of Leah in front of me, her body shivering at my touch, her skin flushed and her lips crushing mine. The intensity of my lust shook me and almost threw me off my course. I kept following the trail, knowing it well enough not to need to pay attention and focused on my memory. It was mixed with the fantasy I saw in her head before and I felt a hint of satisfaction for having fulfilled it.
When I walked up to her, just the fact that she was standing in front of me without a shred of clothing on was overwhelming. I wanted to do everything to her that she wanted, all at the same time, but at the same time I wanted to take it slow and enjoy every second of being with her. The heat radiated out of her skin onto mine and I felt like my body was burning. I wanted her so much, that it took all my strength to not just throw her on the ground and fuck her senseless.
My fingers grazed over her body, my mind taking in all her reactions. I still couldn't believe it, couldn't grasp the fact that I was turning her on so badly. The way my body reacted to her was familiar to me to some point, but seeing the lust in her eyes was making me want to explode. When her fingers slid down my chest, I couldn't hold back a groan. Her sly smile told me she knew what she was doing and I decided she needed a payback.
Excruciatingly slow, I touched every inch of her body, circled my fingers around her breasts, covered every piece of skin on her ribcage and stomach and only then I moved to her hips. I felt her pressing against me, barely aware of what she was doing. When my fingers started drawing circles on her hip, she realized I've seen her thoughts earlier. Just to prevent her from panicking and stopping me, I kissed her again. I was enjoying this way too much to let her change her mind.
Her thigh rubbed against me and once again it took all my strength to keep teasing her. I wanted her so badly, it almost hurt. She was lying there with her eyes closed; her whole body tense and I knew she was getting closer. I whispered to her to look at me and watched the expression in her eyes…
"Having fun, Jacob?"
Leah's voice in my head brought me out of my reverie. How did she phase without me noticing? Did she know how long I've been replaying that day?
"I learned from the master. And yes."
The sound of her voice had a trace of laughter in it and I knew she was having fun at my expense. Her thoughts were clouded from me, but she wasn't perfect at hiding her feelings. I knew the images in my head did for her exactly what they did for me. It drove me a little crazy to not be sure what she was thinking, though.
"You want to know what I think, Jacob? And you think you can handle it?"
As she was saying that, I caught a glimpse of the same memory that had been in my mind a while ago. Only, from her perspective, I saw myself and not her, even if I felt her lust. She was remembering things just as clearly as me, which made me smile.
"Sorry, Leah, I don't get turned on by looking at myself."
"I know. But this might be different."
She showed me another part of her mind and my knees almost buckled underneath me. The image in my head was Leah's reflection in the mirror, wearing the smallest pieces of underwear I've ever seen. It barely… OK, scrap that, it didn't cover anything at all. My body tensed and I forgot what I was doing for a moment.
"You like that? Want to see more?"
She teased me, I was aware of that, but I wasn't capable of complaining. My reaction seemed to mean a resounding yes for her and images from her mind invaded my head. I watched her memories as if I'd be standing there, watching her.
Leah moved and revealed the rest of her bedroom, a mirror leaning against a wall so that it reflected exactly the center of her bed. She looked at herself and suddenly her hands were in motion, inching towards her hips. Omitting her centre, she continued higher and rested her fingers on the sides of her breasts. Her nipples were showing through the fabric, the lace merely adorning her, not disguising anything at all.
I knew my breath was ragged; my heart beating like it was trying to survive. For a moment I wondered if Leah had gone insane, the thought of Seth, Quil or Embry phasing into this being an absolute nightmare. Then my brain actually worked for long enough to remember that they were on a trip and wouldn't be phasing until the next day. And with that, it hit me that she most likely planned the whole thing.
LPOV
My mind went through the same motions as my body did the night before and I found myself strangely enjoying it again. When I lied down on the bed with the mirror facing me the first time, I was not sure if I could pull it off. But now, replaying the scenes for Jacob, it felt just as good as then.
My hands moved towards my bra and caressed my breasts for only a short while until I needed more. Reaching for the front clasp, I watched myself shed the lace away and saw my nipples poking straight out, screaming for attention. I couldn't deny myself the pleasure, so I flicked over them and the sensation made me continue.
The heat in my core jumped a couple degrees and I felt the liquid pool onto my panties. I left one hand on my breasts and the other one moved down my stomach to the edge of the lace. My fingers traced the top of the underwear as I watched myself in the mirror. It was unexpectedly arousing to see myself do this, to watch and anticipate what I was about to do. I lifted my legs on the bed and without thinking spread my knees apart.
Blinking a little to keep concentrating, I tried to focus on what I was planning to do. My core was dripping wet and the juices reflected in the dim light, demanding attention. My fingers traced the pattern on the lace and reached the bottom part. I flicked them over the fabric a few times, then located my clit and started circling it. Watching myself doing this was causing my arousal to increase at a speed I didn't think possible and then to think I'd be showing this all to Jacob the next day caused me to stop breathing for a moment.
Unable to wait any longer, I pushed the panties to the side and ran a finger over the creases, then with an urge dipped two fingers inside of me. My thumb stayed at my clit and continued rubbing it while I tried to reach deeper into my folds, filling the void that the afternoon with Jacob left…
Jacob wasn't completely aware of me keeping tabs on his thoughts, so I could quite easily follow his mind. He was definitely enjoying the show; possibly even more than if he'd actually been there in the room. While recalling the scene, I realized that had he been there, half of what he saw wouldn't have happened. Even now I saw only one thought in his head clearly enough. Just as that became obvious, he directed that thought at me.
"Leah, I want you. Now."
My body shook from anticipation, but I stopped myself from running into his direction just yet. The temptation almost outweighed the fun I was having teasing him, but then I decided against giving in.
"Not yet, Jacob."
JPOV
She was trying to kill me, I thought as I followed the memory in her mind. It dawned on me that at some stage last night, when I was on my run, she was in her room wearing exactly what she was showing me now. That I probably ran past her house while she was…
I tried to calm myself down, but all I could think of was how much I wanted to touch her, to kiss her, to bury myself inside of her. And that after only seeing her in her lingerie in front of the mirror. Then she continued and I watched as her hands wandered around her body. Suddenly I saw her taking off her bra and caressing her breasts. My breathing stopped for a few beats.
Her hand moved down to her panties and reached for the edge, just slightly slipping behind the lace. I watched Leah touch herself and watch herself in the mirror at the same time. She pushed her underwear to the side and flicked her finger over her clit. My eyes were stuck on the sight of her core dripping with her juices and her fingers dipping inside. All I wanted to do was to shove that hand away and be the one who'd make her cum.
"Not yet, Jacob."
Her voice was not convincing enough and I made my way through the forest to reach her at our meadow. I knew she was going to be there, so I sped up, my skin shivering at any random touch of the shrubbery I passed. My whole body was incredibly sensitive, each touch was reminding me of Leah. Then an image filled my mind.
I saw Leah's view of me and felt the admiration she tried to make me understand. But the next moment I saw her coming closer to me and run her hand along the muscles on my thighs. Then she brushed against me and her lips came dangerously close. She took me in her mouth and the image, though seen through her eyes, was almost too much for me.
"Leah, stop."
"Don't you like to see what I want to do to you?"
"Oh I like it. But I want the real thing. Now."
With that, I reached the edge of the meadow and saw her phasing just as I was coming into view. She was beautiful, standing there naked in the sun, her hair tussled, her cheeks flushed. I phased and rushed towards her, but I didn't get as far as touching her.
"Stop, Jacob."
"Leah…" my voice was almost begging.
"Lie down," she whispered into my ear and I couldn't resist.
"You said you wanted the real thing," she was saying while she kneeled down next to me, "I want to see how long you'll last before you beg."
With that, she ran her finger along my erection and I suddenly only saw white spots in front of my eyes. Her tongue flicked over the tip of me and without giving me time to notice what she was doing, she took me in her mouth and sucked hard. My brain wasn't functional from that moment on and all the teasing she subjected me to was threatening to make things too quick.
"Leah," I groaned, "I want to…"
"What Jacob?" she withdrew, keeping a firm grip on me with her hand.
"I want you."
"You have me," she went to lick me again.
"I need to," my breathing was unstable, "be inside of you," she smiled, "when…"
"Say please, Jacob," Leah grinned.
"Leah…"
"I said I wanted you to beg," her grip got stronger.
"Leah… please… "
At that word, she slid up higher on my body and I felt the wetness of her core dripping onto my thighs and hips. She positioned herself over me and in one quick movement let herself down onto me. The feeling of being inside of her was indescribable, but nothing compared to what I felt when she started moving her hips up and down. I reached for her clit and rubbed it lightly, knowing I wouldn't last much longer and wanting her to cum with me.
Leah's head fell back and I stared at her perfect body, arched back, her lips slightly open, moans escaping from her throat. Her walls clamped tight around me and I kept rubbing her clit until I couldn't focus any more. My hands shot top her hips and I pushed her onto me harder as I exploded into her. At the very moment, I felt her clamp around me and her juices flooding my hips, while a scream escaped her lips.
She looked down at me before leaning down on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of her hair. It felt amazing, having her close like this, feeling myself still inside of her feeling her breath on my chest. Was it possible? Could I have feelings for someone who wasn't my imprint? I tensed and immediately realized she felt it.
"Don't think, Jacob, just be."