AN: Hello my lovlies! I have some bad news, my laptop broke on me, so I don't know how often I'll get to update my stories (as if it was ever really that often :\...) but for now, I am giving you Chapter 4 as a piece offering until I get my new laptop, which should be sometime around the end of this month. Well anyway, please enjoy! And don't for get to review!

Bella squinted at the sunlight that shone through her window. She covered her eyes with her pillow and started to roll over. Then it hit her. Bella sprung from her bed as she realized that it was morning; late morning. She was late for school.

She scrambled through her room; grabbing her backpack and clothes; dressing in a hurry. Once she was halfway presentable, she sprinted to her door. She reached for her doorknob and froze as the memory from last night hit her hard. Her hand hung mid-air as she visualized Paul's hands all over her body. She shuddered at the memory. She could still feel the heat from his touch where it burned her through the towel. She wanted to be angry; she wanted to feel revolted; she wanted to feel violated; but she couldn't. Once again her body had its own reaction to Paul. She couldn't fathom it. Her brain and her body became completely unhinged when it came to him. All rational thought went out of the window when he was involved. She couldn't think. She only wanted to feel.

She shook those thoughts from her mind and threw open her bedroom door; only to be stopped once again as she remembered that Paul was still in her house. She felt fear and excitement course through her body. She'd almost completely forgotten that he was there. After the incident outside her bedroom, she had avoided him like the plague. She couldn't bring herself to be around him after she allowed him to touch her in that intimate way. She was still conflicted within herself about the whole ordeal. Consciously, she knew it was wrong to allow him to touch her like that, but subconsciously; all bets were off. Nothing had ever felt more right. She wondered why she was so drawn to him and why it was so hard to resist him. She sighed: pushing aside her ponderings for another time and trudged her way down the stairs she gathered herself as she reached the bottom, not wanting to show her confusion over their interaction.

She'd started to speak when she realized that there was no one to speak to. 'What the hell?' she thought as she scanned the room. She felt a small sting of abandonment as she realized he had left her alone. She walked into the kitchen and felt her mood brighten slightly as she noticed the small slip of paper attached to the fridge. She picked it up, only to see that the note was from Charlie, not Paul, telling her that he was getting an early start at work and he would see her later.

He left her! He left; and he didn't even have the decency to leave a friggin note! She pouted and stamped out of the house; slamming the door behind her. She mentally berated herself. So what if he left? So what if he didn't leave a note? Why does she even care? Good riddance! It saved her the trouble of having to feel the awkwardness and embarrassment that she surely would have felt if she had to see his face that morning. Just the thought of his self satisfied smirk made her quiver; in more ways than one.

She pulled into the parking lot of Forks High, thoughts of Paul once again plaguing her mind. She couldn't stop herself from wondering where he'd run off too; why he'd run off, and what was he doing? She slammed her eyes shut; trying desperately to force him from her mind as she entered the school. She didn't bother to stop to get a late pass. Attendance wasn't taken until second period anyway.

She'd waited for the bell to ring, signaling the end of first period and started to blend in with the rest of the crowd. She took her regular seat and put her head down; the coolness from the desk soothing the throbbing ache that had developed due to her previous inner musings.

Her brief moment of peace was interrupted when she was shaken by Jessica Stanley; who had been trying to get her attention. Bella didn't try to mask the look of irritation that she knew was showing on her face.

"Sor-ry. I just wanted to know if you studied for the final today."

Final? Today? What class was this? English. Shit!

Bella had been so caught up in thinking about Paul that she forgot that she really did have a final to take today!

She groaned rubbing her hands over her face. She remembered that Jessica had actually asked her a question. She shook her head.

"No Jess. I didn't study."

Time itself stood still as everyone within earshot stopped what they were doing to stare at Bella.

"What do you mean you didn't study? How did you not study? Are you serious? Who the hell am I supposed to get my answers from now? Seriously Bella, if this screws up my GPA, I will never speak to you again!"

Bella stared at her incredulously. It was amazing how she always managed to make every situation about her. It was un-freaking-believable. Yeah, she definitely wouldn't miss that about her.

The teacher came in and signaled the start of class. Bella sighed. She was lucky that her favorite subject was English. Maybe she would make it through this final with a B.

Second period came and went; but even as the day went on, her mind was always finding its way back to Paul. She'd stopped wondering where he'd gone, but started on when she would see him again. She couldn't understand why but she felt a longing to be around him; and it was strong. Stronger than anything she'd ever felt before.

Finally, the last bell rang. Bella ran out of the building and straight to her truck. She was definitely tired of school. She was so happy that she would only have to see this place in passing after a couple of weeks. She started her truck. Right before she could put it in gear, her cell phone rang. She checked the display; it was Jacob.

"Jake." She breathed his name like a sigh of relief. Who did she think it was anyway? As far as she knew, Paul didn't have her number. Still, she was genuinely happy to hear from him. This business with Paul had her completely flustered and all kinds of confused; and Jake, he was the only simple comfort in her life.

"Hey Beautiful. How'd you sleep last night?"

"Barely." She answered truthfully.

"Damn. Hard to sleep without me, huh?"

She giggled. "Cute, Black. Really cute."

"I know, I am."

She rolled her eyes and Jacob chuckled.

"I can practically hear the eye roll over here, Bells."

She giggled again.

"So nothing out of the ordinary happened last night, huh?" He asked, causing Bella to freeze as she wondered exactly just how much he knew.

"Umm, n-no," she stuttered, "Not really. Showered, studied, and slept. That's about it." She lied. Why the hell did she lie? She should be spilling her guts to Jake about the whole fiasco, but she just couldn't.

"Okay. Well, how about stopping by later? I miss having you around."

"I've only been gone for a day."

"Exactly. Way too long."

"Cut the mushy shit already, Black! We're in the middle of a game here!"

Bella rolled her eyes and smiled as she recognized the voice in the background. Quil. Of course.

'Go ahead back to your game, Jake. I'll see you later."

"Okay, babe. Love you."

"You too."

With that she hung up and headed home.

She spent the next few hours studying, cleaning and cooking for Charlie. He still hadn't made it back from work, but called her and told her not to wait up. It was still early evening and the sun was still visible. Bella put the food in the fridge and decided that now would be the best time to head to Jake's. She ran out the door; locking it behind her and headed to La Push.

She pulled up to the Black's house just as Billy and Sue were headed out.

"Hey Billy; Sue." She said waving.

Sue smiled and nodded.

"Hey there, Bella." Billy replied; a large smile plastered on his face.

"Jake around?" She asked, reciprocating his smile.

"Nah. You just missed him. He's out patrolling, shouldn't be back for a while."

Her face dropped into an immediate frown, causing Billy to chuckle at her expression.

"You're more than welcome to wait inside, Bella."

She beamed at the old man as he continued.

"Sue and I are headed out to Port Angeles to pick up a few things. We'll see you later."

She waved at the two as she entered the house, closing the door behind her.

Waiting around at Jake's was torture. She had already tidied up, cooked dinner and watched TV before she started to grow weary. She'd finally decided that after all that, she should take a nap to pass the time.

She felt the warmth from his hand before it touched her body; gently moving over her curves. She fought to keep the pretense of being asleep as his warm hands continued their exploration of her body. She tried to make sure her breathing remained steady; but breathing steadily was becoming increasingly difficult as his hands continued to roam over her.

They moved over her with a gentle curiosity, as though they were feeling her for the first time and worked at memorizing each and every curve; but, at the same time, they gripped at her flesh with an aggressive possessiveness. She fought back a shudder and was starting to struggle with her body's reactions to his touch. His hands moved up her thighs and spread out over her hips. She bit back a moan as they moved sensually over her flat stomach, tickling her exposed skin and glided over breasts, gently skimming her nipples. Her breathing staggered as he continued his assault on her body; gently kneading the soft flesh of her breasts.

He snorted, obviously realizing that she was no longer sleeping. She felt his breath against her ear.

"Keep your eyes closed." He whispered.

She did as she was told as she felt the warmth from his body blanket over her own. He hovered over her as his lips connected with her neck. He kissed his way up to her jaw line and nipped and sucked on her chin.

"Jake." She whispered.

He growled as he roughly pressed his lips to hers. She moaned into his mouth as he ravished hers. The kiss was forceful and domineering, but she couldn't find it in herself to stop him. Right now, forceful and domineering was what she wanted.

He moved back to her neck, sucking roughly as she reveled in the feel of his calloused hands as the roamed under her shirt gripping at her sides. He bit at the juncture of her neck and shoulder; causing her to squeal in surprise. He chuckled at her reaction.

She felt his hands move underneath her skirt, venturing between her legs; which she spread willingly for him. He growled. She knew he could smell her arousal. The thought made her stomach clench; releasing more of what he was after. He hastily moved her panties to the side and gently stroked her bud. She threw her head back in ecstasy as he continued; pausing only to insert two fingers. He purred as he pushed his hand deeper into her warmth. She gasped at the fullness she felt from only his two fingers. She spread her legs further apart, allowing him easier access. He stroked her vigorously bringing her closer and closer to what she hoped was her first orgasm on the road to many. When she was right at the edge he spoke to her.

"Look at me!" he growled.

She popped her eyes open; and there stood Paul, touching her in the most intimate way. She'd expected to feel anger, resentment, anxiety, or hatred. Some normal emotion, but instead her body only pooled with a strong desire for the man in front of her.

"Only I can make you feel like this, Bella. Only me!" He growled.

She nodded as he continued to stroke her. She screamed his name as she clenched around his fingers. She'd never felt such an intense orgasm in her life. Jake had never come close to what Paul made her feel with only his hands.

Paul continued to stroke her; not allowing her to come down from her amazing high.

"No one else can do it for you like me, little girl. No one. You belong to me!" Bella felt her orgasm rebuilding.

"Yessss." She moaned.

"You're mine."

"Yes!" he leaned over her, placing his mouth at the juncture of her neck and shoulder once again.

"MINE!" He almost snarled.

"YES!" He bit down as she shattered all over him; the bite hitting her with another wave of ecstasy. She writhed beneath him; moaning his name over and over like a mantra. She shuddered as he licked at the still bleeding wound on her neck.

"You're mine, little girl. All mine."

"Yes."

Bella awoke in a pool of sweat, still lying on Jake's couch. She scanned the small room; praying that she was still alone, only to land on a gaping Quil and, you guessed it, a smug looking Paul. They all stared at each other until Quil finally broke the silence.

"Holy shit, Bella. That was so fucking hot." He all but whispered.

"Ummm…I gotta go…uh…yeah…see you later, Bella!" Quil ran out of the house to do what, Bella didn't know. Or even wanted to know for that matter. Even so, she almost screamed for him not to leave. She saw the smirk spread over Paul's lips as he stalked toward her. He knew. Of course he knew that she was dreaming of him. How couldn't he have known? Oh God, what if he'd heard her scream his name?

He crouched down in front of her.

"Well, well, well, little girl. What were you dreaming about?"

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