Jacob's POV

After standing and holding her for a few moments, her shaking slowed down and she was breathing normally again. I rubbed her back in gentle circles as I tried to think of something to say. I know I should apologize, but I don't want her getting mad again.

Fortunately, she spoke first.

"I, um, I'm sorry for barging in like this..." Nessie said into my chest. Her breath tickled my skin sending a hot spark through my body. Oh God, please not another one while she was standing so close!

I tried my best to not think about anything of that nature so that I wouldn't end up embarrassing the hell out of myself.

"You know you can come here whenever you want, Ness," I told her. Her body was warm now and if she didn't move away from me soon, she would probably start sweating.

"I know, but..." She sighed. Goosebumps ran up my arms and down my legs. "after what I did to you--" She lifted up her head and stroked my left cheek. Shit, there it goes.

I gently, but quickly moved her away from me. The shocked look on her face showed that she was offended that I interrupted her apology so rudely, but she just didn't understand. To reassure her that I did care what she had to say, I put my hands on her shoulders and bent down so that my eyes were aligned with hers.

"Don't worry about that Ness, I deserved to be slapped." I grinned. She looked down at the floor. I lifted up her chin so that she was looking at me again. "I'm serious. You shouldn't be talked to like that, especially not yelled at. I was a big jerk. You don't need to apologize for anything."

Renesmee continued to stare into my eyes, searching for something. I didn't know what she was looking for, maybe honesty? I was no doubt being completely truthful, I would never lie to her. Why would she question that?

She must have seen the curious look on my face because she began speaking.

"Can we start over then?" She asked softly.

"Start what over?"

"I don't know. I just think we should start over." I saw her cheeks grow pinker.

"Ok, um, well," I stammered. What did she mean? She obviously couldn't turn back into her newborn self and "start over". "Ness, I--"

I froze.

She began inching towards me. I don't know why this made me lose track of what I was saying, or thinking for that matter, but it did. She placed both of her hands on my bare chest and slowly ran them against my abs which I, unlike Paul, had been so lucky to acquire this six-pack in less than one month after my change.

The bulge in my sweatpants continued to get worse as her delicate hands left trails of silk against my skin. Her beautiful brown eyes peered up at my lips. I unconsciously bit down on my bottom lip as I stared back at her. I wish she hadn't put that sweatshirt on--whoa! Jeez, Jacob, get a grip on yourself! You can't be thinking things like that! This was the second time tonight I found myself fantasizing about Renesmee, but this time she was purposely and intimately touching me.

She placed a hand on my face and traced my jaw line with her warm fingers. I shuddered and closed my eyes. Did she have any idea what this was doing to me?! My "sexual" self control was spinning down the toilet right now and in a matter of seconds, it'd be completely down the drain.

Her body was pressed against mine as her hands traveled my torso, but then, for a brief second I couldn't feel her against me.

"Jacob," She whispered. I opened my eyes and saw that she was standing before me without the sweatshirt on. Shit. This wasn't good. She was up against me again and this time I felt her breasts touching my skin. She took my frozen hand from my side and slowly brought it up to her chest.

Her pale skin was so soft and inviting, but I shouldn't be doing this. It wasn't right. I took back my hand from under hers.

"Ness, I can't--"

"Yes you can." She said urgently, taking my hand back and shoving it against her boobs. "I want you to, it's alright." Her smile was bright in the darkness. I shook my head.

"No," I tried pulling my hand away, but she held it there tightly. "Renesmee--"

In one brief second, she was on her toes and pressing her lips against mine, vigorously. My mouth moved with hers automatically. I had dreamed of passionately kissing this girl--this woman--for a long time and now that it was actually happening, I didn't know what to do. Should I stop or let it go on? Renesmee obliviously wanted to do this, she was the one who started kissing me. But why did she want this all of the sudden?

She began walking forward, nudging me along with her and the next thing I knew, we were falling onto the couch, her on top of me. Our tongues met and browsed each other's mouths. Just like her fingers had, her tongue began outlining my jaw. I took the advantage of my mouth being free to speak.

"Ness--"

But she found her way back to my mouth, yet in a quick movement, I shifted her under me so that I was hovering over her. This way, it would be harder for her to shut me up.

But of course, Nessie took advantage of this position and wrapped her legs around my waist. My now practically exploding manhood was right on top of her. I felt heat rise to the tips of my ears when she grinned mischievously at me. I suddenly felt her hands skimming the waistband of my pants. At that, I reached down and grabbed her wrists with one hand and put them up above her head.

"Renesmee." I breathed, warningly. She was breathing hard too.

"What?" A smile still played on her lips. She was so cute and I wanted her now more than any other time in my life, but once again, I couldn't let her do this. She didn't know what she was doing.

I sighed. "We can't do this."

The excitement in her face vanished. "Why not? Don't you want to?"

Wow, she really didn't have any idea. I avoided her question. "Why do you suddenly want to do this, Ness?"

She looked thoughtful for a moment as if trying to remember something. "Because. I thought this was what's supposed to happen," She said, pain washing over her face.

"What do you mean, "what's supposed to happen" ?"

"You imprinted on me, Jacob. You love me and when you're in love, this is what people do."

Holy shit. This was not how it's supposed to happen at all. Why would she think something so childlike? Didn't she know that I wanted her to love me back the same way and not as just a really good friend, before we ever did anything like this?

I got up off of her. She lay there in shock for a second, but soon sat up and watched me pace the room. After a few moments in silence I sat down on the floor. It was kind of stupid of me to do since there was two other chairs besides the couch in here, but I felt the need to sit on a hard surface.

She was still starting at me from across the room. I sighed as I tried to think of a way to explain this to her.

Okay, there is chapter 6. I know it's not very fulfilling, but I've never written a lemon before so I need some time to write it so it's good. I'm sorry for making you wait, but don't worry, it will be getting better, I promise! : ) I hope you will all continue reading my story even though it's been taking me awhile to update. And if you have any suggestions or criticism at all, feel free to leave it in a review! Thank you all sooo much for your reviews, they've been really nice to read!