Obviously, I don't own Twilight or the characters. There is not copyright infringement intended. This is just for fun.

Next chapter will be in Leah's POV...

Please review... This is my first story.

So, a little warning... There are some SERIOUS Lemons in this chapter.

If you don't like explicit material, please do not read on.

Chapter 7

Her hands were pressed softly against my chest. Her eyes overflowed with a sadness that I couldn't understand, and all I wanted to do was kiss her. Her fingers ran slowly along my still shirted chest, trailing down, and started to tug my white tee loose from my pants. Her hands wandered up under my shirt, and the moment her fingers grazed my bare skin I lit on fire. She drew in a soft breath, and looked at me with those eyes again. I couldn't take it anymore.

I leaned in and fiercely kissed her. I didn't start soft, I just pressed my lips to hers, my tongue finding its way through to penetrate her mouth. We explored each others mouths again, this time with no interruptions or pauses. She broke away from me, planting both of her hands firmly on my pecs and pushed me back against the metal exhaust vent that was behind us. She held me there for a moment and whispered "don't move.". She pulled my shirt over my head, all the while kissing my neck, chest and eventually down to my abs.

She stopped suddenly and stepped back, drinking me in with her eyes, and I was suddenly painfully aware of my rock-hard member pressing against my jeans. Her eyes stopped at it, and she smiled, glancing at me with lust in her eyes. All the sadness gone. My stomach did a flip-flop.

She walked back up to me and, as if in a slow motion began to lower herself to her knees. I watched her, our eyes locked together still. Her hands went to the buttons on my jeans, and her eyes never wavering.

She pulled down my zipper slowly and deliberately. I had forgotten I wasn't wearing any boxers, and my engorged member flopped out of my pants. For the first time her gaze wandered from my eyes to Jake Jr, who was now wrapped inside of her soft hands. She stroked it lovingly, gently taking the head into her mouth and looked back up at me.

The combination of her eyes gazing at me and the feeling of her warm mouth on my cock made me growl and throw my head up in pleasure. I inhaled deeply through my nose and suddenly I could smell her sex, and how I hadn't picked up in it before I will never know. It made me react almost violently, picking her up from her knees, where she hungrily was sucking my throbbing manhood, and throwing her down onto the blanket. She purred in a weak protest as she propped herself up on her elbows. I kissed her again, more hungry this time... I needed to taste her juices, it was driving me mad.

Before I could rip the dress off her she had pushed me onto my back and smiled coyly. She turned around, straddling me with her perfect ass facing me, eagerly resuming her assault on my penis. At this angle I could see she wasn't wearing any panties, and her neatly trimmed, wet snatch was just inches from me. I pulled her a little closer to me, inhaling her smell. I was suddenly nervous, realizing I had never done this before. The need to taste her quickly over came the nerves I felt as I slid my tongue into her slit, running it from top to bottom.

She moaned, and I could feel the vibrations in her mouth, and it nearly drove me over the edge. My tongue explored until I found the place where she started to shudder, her whole body trembling against my face. I slowly inserted my finger into her wet hole as she started to orgasm. As her muscles shuddered against my fingers, she took my entire member deep into the back of her throat. I couldn't hold back any longer and shot her waiting mouth full of my load.

She sat up and collapsed next to me, resting her head on my chest. I took her hand in mine and kissed her finger tips, then her wrist and slowly up her arm. She smiled at me, still very seductive. I unzipped her dress, pulling it over her head, and suddenly she was naked and next to me.

I rolled her onto her back and laid over her, still working my way across her shoulder with kisses. I reached her ample bosom and cupped her breast in my hands, taking her hard nipple in my mouth and teasing it with my tongue. She sighed softly. I continues lower, to her flat stomach that had the 4 long scars along it, reaching from her hip-bone diagonally across her stomach to nearly her rib cage. I touched them softly and she immediately put her hand over them as if to try and hide them from me. I looked at her eyes, which were worried. I gently removed her hands away and kissed the top of the scar, moving down it and tracing it with my tongue. She shuddered as I reached the bottom and began to kiss her hips.

I heard her whisper softly at me "I want you to make love to me, Jake." I pulled myself up to look into her eyes and kissed her mouth passionately. She wrapped her long legs around me again, waiting for me to penetrate her. I stopped.

"Um... I don't have any... You know... Anything..." I let my voice wander off.

"It will be okay. I can't have anymore kids... My, uh, cycle stopped because I am technically almost 60 years old.... One of the perks of being a shifter..." She shrugged... "So, if it doesn't gross you out being with an older woman, can we get back to the business at hand...." She looked at me seductively again.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I angled myself and began to slide into her. She was wet, but with the sheer girth and length of my manhood, it was a tight fit. She moaned as her walls stretched to accommodate me. It felt amazing. I slowly began to pump in and out of her, slowly at first, but she her moans got louder and louder, I began to quicken my pace, finding a rhythm where we both were growling.

I didn't mean to, but I shut my eyes. In my mind I saw Bella laying beneath me, and I was making love to her. She looked at me with all the love in her eyes that I was feeling, and everything was alright. I was lost entirely in my own fantasy, when I heard the moaning start to escalate. I snapped myself back to reality, to the goddess that I was screwing with every ounce of my power. Her eyes were closed, her back arching up, causing her breasts to be pressed against my chest. She was lost in her own feelings as well...

The moment we both began to come is when it happened. I heard her whisper it, as clearly as if she had looked me in the eye and said it...

"Oh god... Oh. Gale... oh.... Oh....." She moaned softly, not realizing what she had said or done. In the throes of orgasm, I didn't stop, but now knew that the love I saw in Gales eyes earlier that day was indeed requited by this woman. I was almost angry for a moment, but realized I was just as guilty, I just hadn't slipped up with saying it out loud.

When we were done we just lay in silence. I didn't know what to say to her, or even if I should mention it. My mind wandered back to Bella, and how I wish it had been her for my first time, not some woman who spent the entire time fantasizing about another man.

Suddenly I heard it, Leah screaming angrily and Seth telling her calmly to stop. Gales voice was there too, slurring his words loudly. Naya looked at me, and we both sprang up, hastily getting dressed and running to the ladder that would take us back down into the club.