Chapter Four:
When she woke up the next morning she felt like someone had hit her over the head. Her entire body was sore. She moan as she tried to pry her eyes open. She notice the vaulted ceiling above her. She cringe as she tried to remember where she was. Her bedroom did not have vaulted ceilings. Blinking a few times she manage to open her eyes wider and focus more on her surroundings. She rub her forehead as a slow thud sound began to roll around her head.
She knew one thing for sure, she had drank far more than she had in a long time. Her goal had been to get drunk off her ass last night. She had been successful in that goal she noted to herself. Then it hit her like a sledge hammer. Her other primary goal had been to find some young stud and have a raunchy night of sex. She flew up in the bed pulling the sheet over her bare chest. She frantically look around the room. She was alone. She was also in someone else's room. It would appear she had succeeded in her second goal for the night. Her heart was beating heavy against her ribs. She closed her eyes as she tried to bring up a memory any memory of the night before.
She began to remember a motorcycle ride. She remember a kitchen. A cold hard wooden floor. Her legs over a pair of dark skin shoulders. She remember stairs. She felt herself blush as she remember what had been done to her on those stairs. She had indeed had sex. But with who?
"Shit Bella." She cried out in alarm as she scooted up in the bed and scan the room for her clothes.
She found her clothes neatly placed on a chair across the room. She listened closely. She did not hear any sounds. Where was her mystery lover? She chew nervously on her lip as she began to speculate if she could get to her clothes and have them on before anyone came to find her. She rub the back of her neck as she felt a stress headache approaching.
"Fuck." She whisper as she wrap the sheet around her and quickly tip toe to the other side of the room. She slip the skirt on under the sheet. Then slipping her bra on and her shirt she felt a little less frighten. Pulling the skirt up she place the panties on. She found her shoes sitting on the floor next to the chair. She had to admit who ever she had slept with had been courteous enough to make sure she did not have to go traipsing around the house in search of her clothes. She recalled having them taken off of her downstairs in the kitchen. Her cheeks burn redder as it all began to slip back into her mind.
They had literally screwed on his kitchen floor, counter, table and then made their way to the stairs where they had tried a few new moves there before they manage to get to this room. Where she had rode him so long and hard until she had passed out next to him. He had held her in his arms while she had curled up next to him like a cat. She had been so worn out and yet so content that she had not worried about calling Alice or even trying to get back home. She had not wanted to leave his bed or his touch. Now in the light of day she wonder if he was downstairs hoping she would get up and leave his house. She knew that was how it was suppose to go for one nightstands. At least that is what she had heard from her girlfriends and their boyfriends. This was a first for her. This was a last as well. It made her feel almost bittersweet about it all.
She open the door taking a quiet step out. She listen again for any sound that might clue her of the whereabouts of her stranger. Nothing. She frown. Had he left her all alone. She was not sure why but the thought of him abandoning her made her feel sad. She knew it was to be expected but it still stung her pride.
Then as she made her way to the top of the stairs she heard the sounds of dishes being bump up against each other. She got a whiff of fried bacon and biscuits. She smile. Her stomach growl. She reach down covering her abdomen wondering if food would be so wise after all she had drank last night. She cautiously went down the stairs. When she got to the landing she glance up at the stairs and began to remember the way he had spread her legs on these stairs and feasted on her. She knew she was crimson red as she remember the way his tongue had given her several orgasms before he had rolled her over on her knees and took her hard and deep on these very stairs.
Sex last night had been one of the best and most intense she had ever experienced. If one night stands were always this erotic she understood why most of her friends had done this several times. It had been an out of the world experience for her.
"Hey your up." She heard a deep, familiar voice from behind her. She jump slightly before turning her head to see her lover up and close as well as sober. She felt suddenly breathless. He was even better looking sober she thought to herself. She blink a couple of times before she allow herself to believe it had all been real and he was a man of flesh and blood and not some angel.
"Yeah." Bella nodded her head as she lick her lips anxiously. She could not resist staring at his full lips. Those lips had been all over her body last night. Those very lips had touch every inch of her. Those lips had made her scream out all night long. She suddenly had the urge to run her hands through his dark thick hair and kiss him. She knew it was not recommended for the morning after. Especially since she had not brought her toothpaste and mouthwash. She was sure her breath was deadly.
"I have breakfast. I was going to bring you some up." He inform her as he smile affectionately at her. She was surprised. None of her friends had ever shared a "breakfast after one night stand" story with her before. It was usually narrated to her that you got out of his or hers apartment as fast and as graceful as possible. She had never heard the tale of sharing breakfast or small talk with your strange lover.
"Thanks." Bella force a smile although she was frightened. She knew he was being polite to her but she was still a bit nervous by his kindness.
She follow him into the kitchen. He pull out a chair for her. Sitting down she look down at the white china plate in front of her. It had biscuits, bacon, and scramble eggs on it. There was glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee with two aspirins next to it.
Bella pick up the tiny white pills and glance questioningly up at him.
"Oh, thought you might need something to take the edge off. I think you had as much as I did to drink last night." He explain as he laugh softly. He sat down across from her with his own plate in front of him.
Bella sighed with relief as she swallow the pills down with the juice.
"So my name is Jacob. Jacob Black." He inform her as he lifted his fork up.
Bella pick up her own fork then glance at him with a genuine smile.
"I'm Bella Swan." She replied before digging into the eggs.
They ate quietly for a few minutes before Jacob broke the silence.
"I guess this feels awkward uh. I mean we did not even know our names last night and here we are sharing breakfast." Jacob stated.
"Yeah. I am a bit unsure of what happens now." Bella began to explain her lack of knowledge about one night stands.
"What do you mean?" He ask curiously.
"Well, honestly you are my first." Bella replied.
Jacob's eyes shot wide open. He gasp. Bella saw the fear in his face.
"YOUR. FIRST." Jacob's voice rose nervously.
"Yeah, my first one night stand." She repeated with confusion on her face.
"OH." Jacob laugh as he realize that he was not her "first" lover but her first one night stand. He felt suddenly less of an ass. He would never have continue to fuck her so hard and so repeatedly if he had known it was her first time ever. He knew that virgins were sore afterwards. At least that was what his friend had told him. He had never slept with one before. All the girls he had been to bed with had experience.
"What did you think I meant?" Bella chuckle as she saw the relief in his face and body.
"I thought you meant your first "ever"". Jacob replied.
"Oh, NO." Bella laugh with him. No, she would have never in a million years have given that special gift to a total stranger. Instead she had dated her boyfriend for nearly three years before she had given away to him the night after their Senior prom. He had been disappointed when she had inform her boyfriend that they could not have sex on prom night because everyone would expect it. Instead she had met up with him the following night and they had done it at a hotel on the outskirt of town. No one had been the wiser about it until her freshman year of college when she had cried on Alice's shoulder after he broke up with her due to their long distance relationship.
"What time is it?" Bella suddenly realize that she had not check her phone in her purse to see what time it was or how many messages she missed since her time spent with Jacob. Jacob. It was strange to put a name to the person who had turn her body inside and out last night.
"It is nearly eleven." He said as he lean over to look at the clock in the kitchen.
"Crap. I need to head home. I have a appointment at two." Bella wince as she recalled she had promise to go to the hair salon with Alice and Josie today. She also had to get a shower and change clothes before they were camped out at her front door or worse calling her father explaining how she had slipped out of a club with a total stranger and no one had heard from her since.
"Okay. Let me grab my keys." He jump up and stroll out of the kitchen.
Bella gulp hard. He look so good in his jeans and the simple black tight t-shirt. It was hard to believe that a guy as hot and as fit as he was had chosen to take her back to his place for a fuckfest. She was sure he could have had any of the young girls that had been in at the club last night. In fact she was surprise he had not chosen Josie instead of her. Most guys always went for her or Rosalie when she was with them. They were both tall, blonde, and had that model look about them. She was short, brunette and barely had enough on her chest to prove she was a girl next to them.
"Ready." He smiled warmly at her as he held a set of keys in his hand.
"Yes." Bella jump up from her seat and grab her purse.
She was trying to prepare herself for a ride on his motorcycle again. Last night had been easier since she was three sheets in the wind. In the brightness of the day she was not so sure if she would have her eyes open at all for this ride. He open a door that led them to his garage. She saw a jet black mustang.
He open her door for her. She frown at him. She also gave him a relieved smile. After he slip inside the drivers side he look at her.
"I figured you would not be in the mood for my bike." He explained as he squeezed her hand.
She laugh. She like how he was so relax with her despite the fact that they had shared such a intimate moment last night. She knew she would probably never see him again after today. It made her feel rather sad to look at it from that point of view but it was the harsh reality of the situation.
When they reach the security gate he turn toward her.
"Where to?" He ask.
"2233 Woodland Drive." She replied as she noted that he was still holding her hand.
They drove quietly to her house with him holding her hand. She tried to keep her head turn as she look out the window. She felt so awkward. She was not sure what was expected of her. She also kept wondering why he was being so nice and polite. When clearly he was suppose to act annoyed that he had to take her home. She was so confused by all of this.
When they pulled up into the driveway of her small townhouse she reach out to open her door when he tug on her hand making her turn around to flash him a puzzled look.
"Bella, it was nice meeting you. I had a good time. Its nice being someone's "first" for a change." He teased. Bella smile at him. He lean over and place a gentle kiss on her mouth. She felt her insides flutter. The man definitely had a magic touch.
"Thank you Jacob. I had a ….well…exceptional time myself." She blush before she lean over and kiss him back.
She then released her hand from his and grabbed her purse. She step out of the car and nearly skip to the front door. She walked inside, turning as she closed the door to look out of the peephole she saw that he had waited until she was safely inside before he put the car in reverse and drove away. She turned around and brace her back against the door. Closing her eyes tightly she allow her mind to recall every detail of his body. She saw flashes of them together. Their bodies entwined. Their mouths kissing and their tongues licking. She quivered. It was sad that he had to be so damn good looking. Now she knew what she would be missing. Before her sex life had been average, normal. Nothing so spectacular that she would regret becoming a single mother and not desiring her old life at all. A man like Jacob Black could make any woman wonder what it would be like to have him every night in her bed. He had been a phenomenal lover. She had been accurate about her assumption from the beginning of the night. He had definitely given as much as he received. He was a one of a kind. She told herself that maybe in a year or two after she had her life adjusted around her child and career she might find a man like Jacob to complete her life and her heart.
Jacob drove back toward his house wondering if he should have gotten her phone number. She had been a total surprise last night. At the club she had acted so experienced and outgoing. When they got back to his place she seem timid and shy suddenly. Once they began to kiss and make out she had open up and become the sex kitten he suspected she would be. There was moments when she even became dominate. He had been totally blown away by her. He had also sense then that this was not her typical sort of thing to do with a stranger. He normally did not either. He like getting to know his girl before he had sex with her.
When he woke up this morning and found her curled up against him. He had wanted so badly to wake up her up and screw her one more time. He knew she was tired. It was strange how he could not seem to get enough of her last night. It was like she was intoxicating. The more he touched her, tasted her, buried himself in her the more he wanted of her.
His phone began to rang. He look at the id and grimace as he saw Grant's name flashing on the screen. No doubt Grant would want all the details to prove he had in fact slept with the brunette. He wasn't sure how much he wanted to reveal to his friend. In fact a big part of him knew it would be a mistake to tell him that he slept with her at all. Besides he had not ask for her number. So he could not give it to Grant like they bargain. He hit the answer button.
"Hello." Jacob yawn.
"Hey man. I was wondering if you were ever going to wake up." Grant chuckle.
"I've been up sometime now." Jacob replied.
"Oh. So I take it you did not score with the lady last night." Grant question.
Jacob ponder the consequences if he reveal the truth to Grant. He really did not think he would ever see Bella Swan again. Yet he wanted to protect her reputation.
"Nah." Jacob lied.
"I knew it. Well, I did get lucky. Her friend was a wild child in the sack." Grant gloated.
Jacob rolled his eyes. He wonder if Grant was lying as well.
"So why were you so sure I would not score last night?" Jacob ask curiously.
"Okay let me be honest with you. I knew her sorta. I mean I know the guy she was in a relationship with. He works in my department. They had been dating for about three years I think. About two months ago he came to work looking pretty bad. Apparently she wanted to get married and start a family and he didn't. So she threw his ass out." Grant announced.
"Really." Jacob wanted to shout for joy. It was strange but he was glad to know she did not put up with anyone's crap.
"Yeah, anyways it took him like six months before he scored any off of her." Grant finished explaining why he was so sure of his bet.
"Oh." Jacob rolled his eyes. Grant had purposely challenged him knowing that Bella was not the easy type of girl. Jacob would normally have been slightly pissed but knowing that he had indeed slept with her he decided to let it slide. He would just make sure before he had any other bets with Grant he knew all the details beforehand.
"So where are you?" Grant ask.
"I'm heading home. I had a errand to run." Jacob lied again.
"Cool." Grant answered.
"Why?" Jacob turn into the security gate and saw Grant leaning against his truck next to it.
"Because I can't get inside until you let me." Grant wave at him.
Jacob just laugh as he punch in the code and driving into his community while Grant follow from behind. When they both pull into the driveway Grant got out wearing a shit eating grin.
"So give me her number." Grant demanded as he pull out his phone.
"I did not get her number." Jacob answer honestly.
"What ever! You and I both know you would not let a girl like that slip away with out at least getting her digits. What did you two do once you left the club?" Grant stare intensely at his friend.
"We stop at IHOP. After a cup of coffee we both sobered up enough. I drove her home and she went inside alone." Jacob hope his lie sounded reasonable.
"You fucking took her for a cup of coffee. Why the hell would you sober her up?" Grant shouted in dismay.
"Hey I don't take advantage of women." Jacob snorted.
"I have so much to teach you." Grant playfully rolled his eyes as he follow Jacob inside his house.
Jacob and Grant went inside to watch a game on his television. All day Jacob kept wondering what Bella was doing. Was she telling her girlfriends about their night together? He smiled thinking of how she would describe one of the most incredible nights he had ever had. Had it been truly good for her? He began to recall how she had cried out each time she had reach a orgasm and the way she kept her hands all over him. Yeah, he was sure she had enjoy every second of it. Glancing up at the clock he wonder if she would find it creepy if he just stop by sometime to see her and then maybe he would be able to get that phone number after all.