FALLEN STAR
"Jacob?" I asked timidly. "Can I come in?"
"Sure, Bella," said Jacob, his voice wavering slightly in confusion. As usual, he was wearing nothing but a pair of skintight shorts that were cut off just below his wolfish package.
I stormed into the tiny house, my anger propelling me forward.
"Is Billy home?" I asked immediately, whirling around to glare up at Jacob's puzzled face.
"N-no…" he replied, smiling slightly.
"Good." I said, and threw myself at him, attacking his too-warm lips with my own in a fiery burst of passion. His skin burned mine as I grasped his huge face between my tiny white palms.
"Bella!" Jacob cried, pulling away slightly. "What are you doing?"
"Kissing you," I murmured, straining to kiss him again.
"You don't know what you're doing, Bells," said Jacob. "You don't want this."
"Oh don't I?" I asked, smelling a challenge. I grasped the two sides of my blouse and tugged hard. The first two buttons popped open, and I raised my eyebrow at Jacob, daring him to finish what I had started. I saw a moment's hesitation in his eyes, but then they caught fire, like dark charcoal bursting into flame. He smirked at me, took my shirt in his hands, and ripped it to shreds. He quickly divested us of the rest of our clothes in a similar fashion. We kissed passionately once again, the heat of our bodies melding and fueling our desire. Jacob whined like a dog, which I supposed was fitting enough. Now I could see the wolf beneath the man. In the back of my mind, I dimly wondered what Edward would sound like if he were the one I was kissing with such ardor.
"Edward," I moaned, unable to stop myself.
"Bella," Jacob replied, seeming not to notice that I had moaned the wrong name.
We fell to the floor, unable to walk the few feet to Jacob's bed. His pulsing desire throbbed against me.
"Oh!" I cried, inarticulate in my desire. He thrust into me, letting out a wolfish howl.
Tears streamed down my face. This was wrong. This was Jacob. My body knew what my mind was desperately trying to deny. The only person I was supposed to do this with was Edward. Jacob took no notice of my tears. He kept thrusting away, until finally with a earsplitting howl of victory, he stopped.
