Can't Keep My Hands To Myself

Summary: Jacob's heated skin, muscles loosening under the pressure of her cools hands. The sounds he made when she worked on a hard knot. The way his eyes would be darkened when he finally opened them. Bella's fingers twitch, and she bites her lip. She was in trouble.


Chapter Two: Beach Massage

"I don't want to swim on the surface anymore and I never want to pretend again that I know you completely. Let me dive deep inside you, take me in and allow me to look into your secrets, make me feel every breath I take and crave for it more . Carry me to your darker side where you are afraid to allow anyone. Pull me deep inside and make me one of your secrets."

Akshay Vasu


It becomes their thing.

Jacob automatically sits on the floor whenever he comes over, and Bella finds herself researching massages techniques online during her free time.

Bella knows that it might be considered weird to other people, but it seems to be helping Jacob and that's good for him.

She enjoys it too. Taking care of Jacob, watching him unwind beneath her hands…it feels good.

Jacob's heated skin, muscles loosening under the pressure of her cools hands. The sounds he made when she worked on a hard knot. The way his eyes would be darkened when he finally opened them. Bella's fingers twitch, and she bites her lip.

She was in trouble.

"No," Bella says, with a firm shake of her head, "I'm just doing something nice to repay Jacob for everything he's done for me,"

She pushes it out of her mind though as she heads out to meet Jacob at the beach, because it's one of the rare sunny, warm days in Forks.

"Hey, Bells," Jacob calls from where he's swimming, "Over here,"

Bella heads towards him, confident that things aren't going to be weird.

Then Jacob gets out of the water

Water runs off his naked chest, over his peaked nipples and drips from his hips and his hair. His russet skin gleams and glitters in the sun from the water clinging to his body. He walks out of the water, brushes his hair out of his eyes and Bella's jaw drops open.

"Where's your swimsuit?" Jacob shakes the water from his hair and runs his fingers through it making it looked tousled, before smiling at her.

Bella licks her lips and then swallows.

"H-Hey, Jake," Bella stutters slightly, before she shakes it off, "Not much of a swimmer,"

It's just a normal day at the beach between friends.

And if during the nice friendly beach trip, she gives Jacob a massage while he's shirtless and wet, it's only because his shoulders were looking tense.

Really.