Chapter 4

Penis Hiatus is Off

He smiles and kisses me one more time before heading back onto the road to La Push. I try to focus on the radio instead the ball of lust filled nerves coursing through my body. I can't help but picture Rose's face telling me she's so proud. Cause for once in a very long time, I'm rolling with it. I'm living. I smile and glance over at Paul. He glances back smirking as he reaches out and grabs my hand, acing our fingers together.

Virginia is doing a happy dance.

Penis hiatus is off.

In what feels like forever, yet no time at all, we pull into a gravel drives that leads to a small cabin nestled in the forest. He pulls up in front of the cabin killing the engine.

I look over at him, "You know you've taken me to a cabin in the woods, right?"

He smirks, then licks his lips. "I know."

I smirk back. "K. Just checking."

He gets out of the truck and starts to head over to my side. I reach for the door handle and pause. My heart is racing. Is this actually happening? Before my anxiety brain takes over, I take a deep breath.

I open the door and hop out, closing the door gently behind me. Suddenly he is there, pushing me up against the cool black metal, his hands and lips are everywhere. Tracing the plains of my body. Kissing my lips, my neck, my shoulders. The knot in my stomach gets tighter and my skin feels like it's on fire. I let my head hit the door as I arch my back and moan.

He breaks away first. Both of us catching our breaths. He looks down at me with lust filled eyes. His body pressed tightly against mine.

"You know it's okay if you don't want to do anything, right? Penis hiatus and all" He says quietly.

I let out a small chuckle. "I think it's about time that ended, don't you?" I smirk. He grabs my hand and drags me into the house, slamming the door behind him. He tosses his keys on the counter and turns to face me as I stand a bit awkwardly. He is looking at me with that look again. Except it's more intense this time.

I moan, "You gotta stop giving me that look."

He steps a little closer, entering my personal space.

"Why is that?' He says with a deep raspy voice that makes Virginia have grabby hands.

"Yeah because you have zero idea what that look does to a lady and probably some men."

Seriously, you bust out sarcasm right now?!

He shakes his head and chuckles. He steps even closer so our bodies are barely brushing against each other.

I look up at him. "I'm gonna kiss you now. If that's okay." I ask because I'm awkward.

He throws me a panty dropping smile. "More than…" I cut him off with my lips.

Just like outside by the truck, his lips and hands are everywhere. This time so are mine. There is frenzy of clothes being removed and tossed around the room. He slides his hands down my body cupping my ass and lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and he heads into another room, never breaking our kiss.

He makes quick work of the clasps on my bra before he lays me down onto the bed. I slide it down my arms and toss it somewhere in the darkened room. I stare up at him, breathing heavy, body flushed in nothing but my underwear.

He's standing over me in just his underwear, the moon light coming through the window hitting his chest. Fuck me he's hot. The look he is giving me is absolutely sinful. His eyes start to roam over my body and it occurs to me that I should probably be nervous, anxious, and self-conscious. But I'm not. Not even a little bit. The way he is looking at me leaves no room for that. My body feels like it's on fire and I am filled with so much lust and want.

I scoot farther up the bed and he follows. He continues tracing every line of my body with his hands and his lips. I moan and arch off the bed as he makes his way between my legs. He pauses and looks up at me from between my legs.

Holy mother of fuck that is… I bite my lower lip and toss my head back because as soon as his tongue makes contact and licks up achingly slow, all words seem to escape me except for a throaty moan of "Fuuuuckkk."

His tongue and his fingers work me like I have never been worked before and it doesn't take long before the coil deep inside me builds, my whole-body clenches and I stop breathing as I come undone. As I am coming down from one of the best orgasms of my life, he kisses his way back up my body. I vaguely hear him open the night stand and roll on a condom.

"You totally stop breathing when you cum." He says nipping at my ear. I am too consumed with the feeling that he is eliciting to respond.

"So hot." He mutters into my skin.

The ache between my legs keeps growing and I can't take it anymore. I lift my hips up, grinding into him. He lets out a moan and in one quick thrust he's in.

"Fuuuccckkk" We both moan together.

"Jesus. Fuck you feel good." He says thrusting into me once more. He takes his time, first with slow deep thrust that get harder the more and more I moan.

That coil starts to build again and a string of profanities mixed with, oh god's, come spilling out my mouth until he has me coming undone again. Just as I am coming down, he flips me over and thrust hard into me from behind.

"Fuuucckkk. Yes!" I moan loudly.

"You like that?"

"God yes. Harder." I manage to get out before all I lose the ability to form words.

And harder he does until with both come undone.

We both collapse onto the bed breathing heavily trying to catch our breaths.

Turn my head to face him and let out a deep satisfied laugh, "Goddammit. You are talented." He laughs and kisses my shoulder pulling me closer.

"You're not too bad yourself."