Disclaimer: I don't own anything Twilight.
Special thanks to obsessedmom for all her help.
Author's Note: I got a reviewer asking what Alexander thought Rose was doing over the last two weeks. Answer; Well, he works a lot, he's not at the house all day, so he never really knew when she was out.
Chapter Four
Eat Me Whole
Jacob POV
"Bye, Jared." I watched Rosalie wave at Jared as he left the shop.
It was just Rosalie and I now. Sam left early for a date with Emily tonight and Dad had taken the day off to go fishing with a buddy. Paul also left just before Jared had.
"See ya, Rose! Bye, Jake!" he yelled, finally leaving.
I turned back to the oil change I had been doing and finished up, making it a point not to look at her on the other side of the shop. She looked extra hot today in those evil short shorts and that tight black t-shirt.
Did I mention her legs went on for days and looked so fucking creamy and smooth?
I was not looking for yet another hard on while working on a car. This was ridiculous. I still thought it was a bad idea that Dad had hired her. It was like blue balls twenty-four seven with her here.
Okay, I had to admit, she was good. It had been just over two weeks now and she fit in well with the small family we had created here. Plus, the guys all loved her for bringing in donuts and coffee every other day. I'm sure they loved her for a lot more than that, and that just pissed me off even more.
I slammed the hood shut with frustration and groaned.
"Wow there, don't take it out on the poor car." I heard Rosalie laugh.
"I'll take it out on whatever I want, Blondie." I smirked, knowing she hated the name I had come up with for her. I just loved seeing her face get red with fury every time I got her mad.
"Now you know I don't like that name. How would you feel if I called you a dog all the time?" she asked.
I finally turned to her and saw her kneeling beside the car, fixing the tire.
"But... I'm not a dog, and you are blonde. So that doesn't make sense." I said, making her see reason.
She shrugged and continued struggling with the tire. I walked over to help her out.
She huffed and stood up when I came down by her.
"But you are a dog, Jake. So it makes perfect sense."
I laughed at her and shook my head as I fixed the tire without problem.
"Whatever." I sighed, standing up by her. "You're welcome." I raised my eyebrows and looked from her to the fixed tire.
"I didn't need your help! You just came and took over when I was perfectly capable! I'm not saying thank you for something I didn't need your help with!" She blew her hair from her face and folded her arms over her chest with a cute pout.
I laughed at her. I loved our bickering, it was so fucking hot. And I knew she loved it too. She liked being angry with me, and I liked making her angry at me.
She was the perfect woman for me; Passionate and red hot!
Or, as the guys said; she was me, with tits.
"I'm just trying to help you so we can get out of here sooner. I don't want to leave you here alone. And I'm all done over there." I explained.
"Don't do me any favors. I don't need them from you." She huffed, finally unfolding her arms and going back to work on the car.
"Come on, Rose. I won't call you Blondie again... until next week. I think that sounds like a deal you might be open to."
She glared at me for a second.
"Fine!" she yelled. "Just shut up already."
I laughed and began helping. We stayed quiet for a little while, working well together.
"So... You like it here?" I asked, attempting, for the first time, to speak like a normal person to her. It probably wouldn't work out well, but at least I was trying.
She looked at me with untrusting eyes, answering a second later, "Yeah... I've always wanted to fix cars... I don't really know why." She shrugged, "No one in my family does it or anything."
I nodded as I looked over at her. Her hair was falling around her face as she looked down at the car. She seemed a little sad now, maybe thinking about it. She never looked this way before.
When she noticed I was looking, she frowned and seemed angry again.
I looked back down, "Yeah, well, I guess since this is all I know, from my Dad and all, it was always in the books for me." I sighed.
"Do you not like it?"
I was surprised she was taking interest in the conversation and... in me?
"Oh, no. It's not that. I didn't mean it to sound that way. I do like it. I don't think I'd want to do anything else. I know this stuff, you know?" I sighed and shrugged as we finished up on the car she had been working on.
"You're lucky your Dad's so understanding." She was sad again, her big brown eyes dropping, somehow seeming smaller all of a sudden.
I didn't have to know anything about her to know that her father wouldn't approve. This wasn't the greatest of jobs and she could do whatever she wanted. The world was her's for the taking.
"Yeah, well, I'm not sure he'd be as understanding if I wanted to become a chef or something out of the family business." I couldn't be sure, but I just imagined Billy would be upset if I didn't want to take over one day. This was all he owned, it was his everything, after me I guess.
"I'm sure he would. Your dad's a good guy." Rosalie smiled at me, a real smile.
I couldn't help but smile too as we looked at each other from across the hood of the car. She broke the gaze first and leaned over to get something.
"You know, your dad loves you... He'll come around when he gets used to the idea."
She looked at me again and nodded unsurely. I was glad she didn't argue with me because, let's face it, I had no way of knowing my statement was true. For all I knew, he might not love her as much as a father should.
"No, you're right. My dad is a really great guy. I love him a lot. It just sucks that I'm letting him down just because I'm doing something I love."
I noticed we were just standing around now with nothing to do. But it was so nice just talking to her this way. I didn't want it to end. As nice as bickering was, this was even nicer. I never would have imagined talking to her this way. It probably wouldn't last long, seeing it had only been a short time, but still.
I looked around the empty shop and then back at her, "So, what are you doing tonight?" I asked.
She shrugged while wiping her hands, "I don't know... My best friends are busy and my dad is out of town... Want to keep me company?... You're kinda alright when you're not being a dick."
I laughed loudly at her 'compliment'.
"Sure, what did you have in mind?" You lucky fucking bastard.
"Come to my house?" I could have sworn she was gonna eat me alive in this moment, with those sexy light eyes of hers.
I nodded without question.
Eat me whole, I don't give a flying fuck as long as it's with that beautiful mouth of yours.
Without any more words, we went and grabbed our things, locking up the garage together.
"Follow me, okay?" She smiled, slipping into her 1970 Plymouth Duster. It was beyond perfection. She had only driven it to work twice, my guess was because her dad saw it as unsafe.
I got onto my bike and followed her out of the parking lot and down the street, in the opposite direction I would have taken to my house.
The wind hit my face and my uncovered arms as I drove behind the beautiful red car and the stunning blonde woman in it. I wondered what would happen when we were alone in her home. I almost lost control of the bike with what came to mind.
I knew I wanted her, I knew she consumed almost every thought and every dream since the day she walked in looking for a job, and I was almost positive she liked me too, maybe just a little. Why else would she give me so much attention and get so mad at me all the time?
I had plenty of time to think it over and become excited at what awaited while we drove to her home.
She finally pulled into a long driveway. It was surrounded by tall lush trees. The house wasn't visible from the road, but damn was it huge.
She parked in front of the garage doors and I pulled in next to her, turning the bike off and making sure it stayed upright while I got off. I looked up at her house in awe. I had never seen something like this. This was no home, it was like a castle.
"I know, its way over the top." Rosalie said, getting out of her car and putting her hands on her hips while looking up at the house with me.
It was... huge.
I just nodded.
"Let's go to the back." she said, motioning for me to follow her around the side of the house.
It was just starting to get dark now, the sun was setting and drawing a beautiful red color over the many clouds in the sky.
I waited as Rosalie punched in the code for the side door and then pushed it open, letting me into the backyard.
I followed her and watched her ass sway, not even noticing the modern yard we were in.
Her hands popped into the back pockets of her shorts as she turned to me with a smirk. She knew I was looking. I swallowed hard before smiling at her and coming to stand by the large pool.
She dropped her handbag to the side and slipped her shoes off before jumping into the pool, making me laugh at her playfulness. I had never seen this side of her. She was so carefree. She was smiling as she came up for air, completely wet in all her clothes. She was beautiful.
"Come in, it's nice." She told me, waving her hand for me to jump in.
I raised an eyebrow at her and looked around.
"No one's here... just you and me." Her eyes seemed darker and I was convinced she wanted me too.
Did I say lucky bastard already?
I pulled my t-shirt off and removed my shoes, giving her a mock scared expression before jumping in.
The water was cool as it wrapped around my body and made my jeans heavy around my legs. I came up for air, shaking my hair out and wiping my face.
Rosalie was laughing as she swam around. I splashed her and she splashed back, "Hey!" she yelled, laughing all the while.
I stopped splashing her and swam around in circles with her for a few moments, staying quiet and staring at one another.
"I love this pool," she told me, finally breaking the silence while I moved closer to her.
Her smile faded as she watched me.
"Yeah?" I questioned, stalking closer. I didn't want to go without touching her for another moment, "Me too." I agreed.
And did I mention how beautiful she is?
She took a deep breath and went under again. I quickly swallowed some air and went down after her. I opened my eyes and saw hers were open too, watching me. I smiled and moved closer. She smiled too, meeting me in the middle, both of our eyes closing as our lips pressed together under the water. I had never kissed anyone under water before. It felt special, and I wasn't one of those guys that thought kisses were ever special.
I was in for it now.
I couldn't believe I could be so calm around someone I fought with so much. I couldn't believe how she made me feel so different with a simple kiss.
Our bodies locked, her legs wrapping around my waist as her hands came to my shoulders. I wrapped her up in my arms as we came up for air, our lips pulling apart and parting for air.
I opened my eyes again and watched hers flutter open, droplets of water dripping off her eyelashes and cute button nose.
Her eyes moved to my lips and I smiled seeing her tongue lick over her own. She wanted me to kiss her, and fuck I wanted to kiss her more than I wanted air.
I moved my hand behind her neck, my arm tightening around her to pull her closer to me. I could feel her hot breath against my face and her heart, beating fast against my chest.
Our eyes closed before our lips met. I forgot about the water around us, I forgot about the beautiful red of the sky. Everything that had ever been was her. I had never felt this way about someone before. No other girl made me feel this way. This felt like a first kiss... because it was the only kiss that ever mattered.
Her soft lips parted when my tongue asked permission and she moaned as we started to taste each other. My hand gripped her neck tighter as the kiss grew deeper. She was sweet.
The heavy jeans irritated my growing erection as we continued to kiss, her sexy body pressed against mine. She broke it, kissing down my jaw and the side of my neck, "Wanna see my bedroom?" she whispered.
Without an answer, or even having to think it over, I pushed her to the edge of the pool and lifted her easily to sit there.
She smiled as she lifted her wet t-shirt up and let me see her bra covered chest. Her stomach was toned and flat and her breasts sat perfectly in the black cups of her bra. She lifted her legs out of the water and stood, undoing her shorts. Her hips moved from side to side as she slowly slipped them down her thighs and then stepped out of them when they had dropped to her feet.
I looked up at her, in a trance as she smirked and turned, giving the nicest view of her ass yet. Her cheeks were round and soft looking in the thong she was wearing. That had to be the luckiest thong in the world.
Her long hair was dripping down her back, the droplets running down the curve of her ass and down her long legs.
I quickly got out of the pool and removed my jeans with frustration, my boxers now sticking to my wet skin.
She turned to me and held her hand out. I took it, and if she was taking me to Hell, I'd still follow. It scared the shit out of me that someone I had only known for just over two weeks could have this kind of affect on me.
But she wasn't just someone... She was someone with the greatest ass that ever was, the greatest fire and the greatest passion. Her passion and fire were what drew me to her. And her fine ass was what made me follow her now.
She punched in another code and let us into the house. We were quiet and I didn't bother looking around as she led me through it, both of us dripping water all over.
This wasn't how I pictured this, and trust me I had pictured it almost every way possible. This was a lot more intimate. A lot quieter too.
I followed her up the many stairs to her bedroom and down the long hallway. She pushed her door open to reveal a large bedroom. It was mostly white and pale colors. The light coming in through the glass of the balcony doors made it seem like another world. Her skin was an amazing pink color rather than the normal white regular light made it seem.
I watched her hand as she turned to me and placed it on my chest. My skin was darker than usual in this light, making her hand stand out. I took her wrist and brought her small hand up to my lips, kissing the back of it lightly and looking into her eyes.
For the first time ever I understood what people meant when they said 'eyes were the windows to the soul'. I felt like I could finally see her.
"When did you become such a gentleman?" She asked sweetly, smiling and cupping my jaw as I kissed her palm.
"I can be a gentleman for you if that's want you want." I replied.
She just watched me for a second, probably taking in what was about to happen between us.
"I just want you..." she whispered and leaned in.
My hands moved to the small of her back as I leaned down and took her in another kiss. She moaned the god damn sexiest moan I had ever heard and molded her body to mine.
I tasted her, something distinctly Rosalie, as we attacked each others mouths now fighting a little. I pushed her back forcefully, never breaking the kiss.
Her knees hit the edge of the large bed that looked as soft as a cloud and she laughed as she fell back onto it, bouncing up and down once from the force.
I smiled and hovered over her, taking her hands and moving them above her head. She just looked at me, interlocking her thin fingers with mine.
"God, you're so fucking beautiful," I breathed.
She just smiled. Yeah, of course she knew she was. It was the most obvious statement anyone could have made.
"I never wanted anyone this bad," I admitted.
And then she said something that almost made me die, "Then take me..."
My grip on her hands tightened as I looked down her neck and watched the way her breasts spilled out the top of her bra. They were still slightly wet from the pool water, as was everything else.
I moved one of her hands to the other and held them both with one of mine, moving my now free hand down her side and feeling her shiver. I reached her hip as she wrapped her leg around me, letting me grind my erection into her.
"Fuck..." I groaned as I moved my face to the valley of her breasts, kissing gently towards the sides and feeling her softness against my lips and chin. She was even softer than I imagined.
"Touch me," She whispered, making me look up, "I want you to touch me all over."
Fucking hell... She's perfection.
I let her hands go and ran both my own down her curvy sides, watching as she arched her back and closed her eyes. I moved my hands behind her, unclasping her bra and pulling it off to reveal her breasts, her nipples hard, pink and tasty looking.
I latched onto one without thought and brought my hand to the other, feeling and pinching as she whimpered and then moaned my name.
Her gentle hands moved across my shoulders as I continued to kiss her soft skin. She gasped and scratched me when I bit her, "Fuck..." There was my dirty Blondie. I couldn't say it out loud. I made her a deal after all.
I moved my mouth back to hers, letting her crush her chest into mine. I held her to me while we shared the best kiss of my lifetime and my hands moved down to the sides of her g-string. I slipped my fingers in and broke the kiss as I pulled back and took the damned fabric down her legs.
She was waxed and smooth looking and I wanted nothing more than to be inside her. She watched me as I stood there holding her g-string in my hand. She lifted her feet to the edge of the bed, spreading herself open and running her hands down her inner thighs.
I swallowed when her right hand reached her center. She ran her fingers over herself, dipping her middle and ring fingers in and out a few times before reaching her hand up to me.
I took her wrist again and brought her hand to my mouth, sucking on her sweet fingers and moaning. This was the sweetest invite of all time.
I smirked at her while she smiled and dropping to my knees, pushing her thighs back and kissing up and down the back of them teasingly.
Her hands came to the top of my head, pulling on my hair and sighing in frustration. I finally let my tongue out and ran it up her slippery folds, breathing her in. My dick ached for her, to be where my face was lucky enough to be.
I kissed her lower stomach and laughed lightly when she called me an asshole under her breath.
"Oh, yeah?" I asked, "Am I now?"
"Yes... you're a tease." She said softly, waiting for me to give her what she wanted.
But I wanted more, I wanted to drink all her juices and fucking live in them. I finally dug into the feast she had presented me with, pleased when she moaned louder than before, moaning "yes" a couple of times.
I was in heaven surely, licking, sucking, and kissing her very core. She was hot and wet, and mine.
She was giving me what I wanted. I had thought I wanted to see her on her knees for me, and as much as I still wanted that, I realized I wanted to be on my knees for her more. Pleasing her, pleased me.
Everything was turned around. I wanted more than I did before. I wanted to fuck her brains out, but I wanted other things too.
What other things? I didn't really know.
"Oh, fuck, Jake! Don't... fuck, yes, baby..."
Her thighs fought with my hands while she screamed her release, coming against my lips and tongue, making me lick her up for more, making sure I got every last drop. She was moaning and pulling on my hair, my guess was because she was getting sensitive.
I kissed her clit once more and looked up at her. One of her hands was in her hair as she breathed deeply with her eyes closed.
I trailed soft kisses up her stomach and sides, smiling when both her hands came into my hair and massaged my head. It felt so so good.
I finally came to her face and settled between her legs, looking down at the beauty beneath me.
"You're so much better than I imagined," she said, her eyes still glazed over from her high.
I raised my eyebrows and smirked, "Oh, yeah? You thought about my head between your thighs?" I questioned, amused and totally turned on that this beautiful woman thought about me that way.
She nodded, "I thought about more than just your head between my thighs." She admitted before crushing my lips with hers again.
Fuck, I love kissing her.
I held her hips down, letting her feel me through my boxers. She moaned again, running her hands down my back and pushing them down my ass. I pulled back just enough to get them off.
"Condom?" I asked, kissing her neck.
She shook her head, and grabbed me with her hand, making me whimpered like a fucking girl, "I'm on birth control."
Shit, yes!
I grabbed her hand and pushed it away, holding them both by her sides. I loved that she gave her body to me, let me touch her however I wanted, fucking asked me for it even.
It frustrated me that she was about to make me come by just grabbing my dick that way. She had too much power over me. She was something else.
I shook my head at her and she smiled innocently, "You ever think about fucking me?" She bit on her lip but didn't seem shy about asking the question. She wasn't shy about much and I loved that. I loved that she could say it like it was.
It was suddenly hard to remember anything before this. How could we fight so much when this moment was so perfect?
"Only every night..." Maybe pathetic, but whatever. I wanted to speak the truth.
"Good..." She gave me that evil smile as her hands fought for freedom from my grip. I shook my head no again and laughed lightly, "You're mine." I told her.
She stopped struggling and nodded. "Good girl..." I whispered, moving in to kiss her soft sweet neck again. I made her a deal not to call her Blondie until next week, but I still had to get her back for the dog comment.
My left hand finally let her right wrist go. She moved it between us and grabbed me again, guiding me to the promise land.
Her mouth opened as our eyes stayed locked on each other and I slowly pushed into her tight warmth. A small moan escaped her lips while her left hand squeezed my right on the bed beside us, her other gripping my forearm.
I finally pushed all the way in and held still, seeing a tear fall to her temple and into her hairline. I kissed it away and pulled back to see her pretty eyes were closed. I kissed her lips softly and moved back and forth slowly. "You okay?" I whispered, holding still once more.
She nodded and whispered she was perfect. We both smiled at one another before locking in another kiss, her legs moving around my lower back.
I had never felt this right inside someone before. The whole thing felt special and precious. Every other time was just release, this was more, this was wanting to be a part of her, wanting to take from her and give everything I could.
Her head fell back as my thrusts became more powerful, "Fuck..." she cried as I finally let her hand go. She wrapped both arms around me, holding on tightly and moaning into my ear.
"I'm gonna..." She gasped and I felt her walls flutter around me. I wanted her to come again so bad. I wanted to be the one that made her feel this way over and over... and over.
"Oh... oh, fuuuuck!" Her body shook and everything tensed as I continued to fuck her harder to prolong it. She yelled throughout it, letting me know how good it felt before I finally slowed down and watched her smile at me, stroking my hair gently then pushing me onto my back.
I laughed and let her, because damn this was the nicest sight I had ever seen.
What sight with her in it was not the nicest?
Good question.
She sat straddling my lower belly, dripping wet against it. Her hair was wet around her shoulders and dripping down her perfect breasts, strands sticking to her skin.
I moved my hands up her sides, taking both her mounds in my hands. She put her own over mine and helped me massage them, smile sexily down at me. They were the perfect size in my large hands, soft and firm all at once.
She then moved her hands onto my chest, lightly tracing it for a second before she lifted herself over my throbbing erection that felt lonely without her around it and lowered herself down onto it.
She cursed under her breath, turning me on even more as she dropped down over me, her lips moving to mine as we kissed and she rode me slowly. I moved my hands around to her ass, letting her do what she wanted while still helping her with the movements.
Her lips moved to my ear and her teeth tugged at my lobe gently, "Fuck... You're so big, baby... Feels so good inside me," she whispered. I hadn't known her long, but I knew she wouldn't have said that if she didn't mean it. I felt proud that I made her feel good. I felt powerful.
It took everything I had inside me not to flip her back over and fuck her harder than before, just to listen to her scream my name over and over because, I'd never be done with her.
I frowned and groaned in frustration when she moved off my dick, kissing my chest and flicking one of my nipples with her tongue. I threaded my fingers into her hair and looked down at her.
She continued her trail downwards, licking her lips and stroking me with her hand, up and down real slow. It was torture. Her plump pink lips were so god damn close.
"Tease," I said.
She raised her eyebrow and then frowned, "Just like you, huh?"
I guess I deserved that.
She palmed my balls and finally kissed my tip softly, letting her tongue out and licking up the pre-come.
Damn, she's so perfect.
You said that already.
And I'll say it again!
"Damn, baby..." I stroked her hair and let my head fall back on her soft bed when her lips finally moved down my length, her warm tongue swirling around my head. She was fucking amazing at this.
She hummed and stroked what she couldn't fit into her mouth with her hand. I could die a happy man tonight.
I had more than I had ever had, I mean I had head before and I had a good amount of pussy, but Rosalie was more than that. At least I wanted her to be.
Her mouth made a popping sound, leaving me feeling cold and empty before replacing it by sinking down on me again. Everything was good again.
She gave me a playful smirk as she removed my hands from her hips and pushed them above my head. I smirked right back at her, loving that she was this strong confident woman.
"You're mine." She told me, mirroring my own statement from earlier.
"All yours, baby." I nodded, feeling her start to ride me again. It felt incredible, every fucking inch, every breath and every movement.
Her breasts were right in front of my face as she moved back and forth, grinding and moaning in pleasure as I hit a new spot inside her. I lifted my head to kiss her chest and she moved down to let me, moving a little faster and telling me she wanted me to come inside her.
I pulled my hands free and she groaned unhappily as I wrapped one up and under her arm, gripping her shoulder and wrapped the other around her lower back, thrusting up into her as she held still on her knees and cried out louder than before, letting me kiss her neck all over. I finally buried my face into it and exploding inside her with one more hard thrust.
We held still until my high ended and I finally relaxed down into the soft cloud that was Rosalie's bed. She moaned as she lifted herself up and our bodies lost the connection.
She laid her head on my chest, relaxing her body on top of mine, "Jake?"
I 'hummed' as I laid there, still and holding her to me, "You're still a dick." She giggled and made me laugh.
"Whatever you say, baby."
Such a typical guy.
She could have told me someone was out to kill me and I still wouldn't move from my position right now.
Rosalie was heaven and I didn't want to leave for a second.
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