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Rating: Mature/Lemon ahead

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Song Inspiration: Mirrors by Natalia Kills

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Mr. Uncertain Chapter 8: Fogging Up The Mirrors

JPOV:

I closed my eyes enjoying for a moment the delicious feel of her body next to mine and the sweetest taste of her mouth. I knew I was stepping over a boundary, a boundary that could end a life long friendship but I couldn't stop myself.

Bella was not my usual taste in women but there was something so damn irresistible about her that drew me to her like a moth to a flame. She always had encouraging things to say to me and although I saw judgement in her eyes a few times, she never spoke the words out loud.

Was she waiting for me to show her a different side before she made a final judgement on my character? Something was up with her and I knew it was wrong for me to tease but I couldn't resist. She made me feel good about myself. She made me smile. Not many women had ever accomplished both of those things simultaneously.

What was it about her specifically that made me lose control? I couldn't tell you. All I knew for certain was that I had to explore more of her.

Easing my arms around her, I felt her shivered against me and her breathing hitch as we both felt the undeniable response of our bodies connecting.

I wanted to do more than make out with her but I knew she wasn't ready. She might have said she wasn't drunk but I couldn't bear the outcome if she decided to stick with the excuse she only did it because she was drunk.

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Taking her by the shoulders and turning her so her back was to me, my body molded against her curved backside.

"I'm not sure if you are aware of what you're doing to me." I whispered softly.

The coolness of her body eased the heat that was shooting out of his pores.

She jerked a little and tried to turn, but I held her in place.

The light scent of her vanilla perfume caught in her hair teasing my nostrils.

"Please, don't stop." she murmured.

A muscle worked in my jaw as I gritted my teeth, fighting to control my manhood, which wanted to rise and harden at her near proximity. I needed to think of something horrible, real horrible so maybe it would prevent my desire from springing into full action and sending my reasoning out the front door.

"We...I..." What was I going to do? If I gave her what she asked of me then I might not be able to ever forgive myself. Embry really seemed to like her and if I left things alone, Bella would probably fall in love with him and they would spend the rest of their lives together.

"It's okay. I understand." Bella's head dropped and I felt her relax against me.

"Do you?" I wondered if we were thinking on the same wave length.

"I'm not your type." She replied in a defeated voice that broke my heart strings.

"What?" I exclaimed. Twisting her back around to face me and gripping my hands on her shoulders, I looked deep into her eyes. "That's ridiculous. You are better than my type."

"Uh?" Bella frowned at me.

"I want you so damn bad but I don't think you could handle a casual fling with me. You are NOT the type for that."

"I might surprise you with what I can handle." She said in a breathless voice.

She placed her hands on my hips, and I went very still.

How much of this torture could I take?

With fire in her eyes she eased her hands underneath my shirt and slid them over my chest. Little goosebumps sprung up on my arms and backside. I gulped hard and closed my eyes for a moment trying to find the strength not to move, not to give her any sign of encouragement but I was failing miserably.

"Open your eyes, " She murmured into my ear. "Let me show you what I'm capable of trying."

Her tongue darted into my ear and I felt my body growing hard as steel.

"Relax Jake."

Opening my eyes I watched as her hands knotted up the edge of my shirt and gradually pulled it over my head falling to the floor next to us. Her eyes were bright and glossy with a passion that made me lose all restraint.

Clasping the sides of her head in my hands I kissed her hard and long. My body could no longer resist her. I knew on a certain conscious level what we were doing would only lead us to trouble and drama but I honestly couldn't care less about the consequences.

"Bella," I moaned as I broke away from the kiss. Cupping her cheek in my palm. "I want more of you."

"I want you, too, Jake." She said in earnest.

Slow. I had to take this slow. If at any point she changed her mind I had to back off. It was going to be harder than hell to do but I was willing to endure the pain if it came down to it.

I felt half animal, wanting to strip her out of her clothes and take her up against the wall. I could just throw her on top of my cock and pound the hell out of her. She would scream from all the orgasms that I would gladly shower her with, but she needed a slower, more expert touch. Besides, Bella was a woman to savor, to sip and let sit on my tongue. She was a woman deserving of a man who had the patience to take his time.

Brushing my lips lightly across hers, I made sure not to linger but rather trace my mouth down over her jawbone to her neck.

Twining my hand in her hair, I slowly tilted her head back to the side, exposing the line of her throat. Her pulse accelerated beneath my wandering lips and her breathing grew heavier as she became more aroused.

Using my tongue I flicked and tasted the sensitive place just under her earlobe and was rewarded with a moan.

"OH...yessss..." Her hands wandered over my chest and around my back until I felt the stinging sensation from her nails clawing into my flesh.

My hands found their way to her ass cheeks where I cupped them and kneaded both of them before I slid further down and felt the heat emanating from her sex.

"mmmm..." She covered my neck and chest with tiny butterfly kisses.

"Mmm...Don't be afraid." I heard myself saying before covering her mouth with mine.

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BPOV:

"I'm not." I said in a breathless voice.

His hands moved gracefully up from my bottom and pulled my shirt over my head. A few seconds later I felt my bra being undone and falling down my arms. A cool breeze washed over me and I trembled but wasn't sure if it was from the change in temperature or from the way his eyes were looking at my breasts. Embarrassed I tried to cover my breasts but he slapped my hand away.

"Ouch." I cried out and looked at him harshly.

"Don't cover yourself up. You are beautiful." He replied in a deep voice that only made my heart beat faster and a soft breath hitch in my throat.

"Okay." Gulping for extra air until I could manage to breathe again.

I followed his eyes as he studied my breasts, every curve, every inch, committing them to memory.

He finally looked up past my chest and back into my eyes. There was a fire that burned in his dark brown eyes that sent my pulse rocketing and with its intensity shook me to the core.

"What's wrong?" I mumbled and licked my lips out of habit.

"Nothing. I just...never mind." His hands once again reach out and cup my breasts but then his head lowered and I first felt the warmth of his breath over my ripen nipple before he suckled it in.

"Ohhh..." My eyes closed shut as waves of pleasure washed over me. Circling my hands around his neck I held on as he worshipped my breasts with tenderness that marveled me.

I always imagined that he would be rougher and more selfish, yet he was much better than any fantasy I could have imagined.

I felt his tongue traveling to where my shoulder and throat met, then I felt a gentle bite that made me shiver inside and out. Hearing his groan from my response made my head spin out of control and my hands moved up to his head and tangled in his hair.

Kissing Jake was unbelievable. My whole body was on fire and every nerve ending was electrified, making my skin tingle. My sex felt warm and swollen with the need to be touched.

"Jake..." I pleaded in between kisses.

He seemed to understand what I needed. His hands push down my pajama pants and I helped him by kicking them off when they reached my ankles. Slipping his fingers beneath the cotton panties, his touch sent my hormones into overdrive

He knew exactly how to caress me, how to skillfully apply the perfect amount of pressure to make my eyes roll back in my head.

"You are so silky hot against my hand. Does this feel good?" he asked softly.

I wanted to smack him in the head. He knew damn well how good it was making me feel and how freaking terrific he was at it.

"Yes."

"Your body was made to be touched. I love looking at you like this. Naked, moaning and creaming between your thighs because you want me and my cock."

I shivered at his words as he whispered in my ear.

The feel of his middle finger slipping into my damp heat made me bite down on my lip. He added a second finger and thrust in and out very slowly, over and over. When he found the sensitive spot inside of me my mouth fell open as I let out a cry of satisfaction.

"Jjjjjj...ake..." I breathed.

Fighting back the urge to grind down on his thrusting finger I turned my head into his shoulder and began to suck and bite between each orgasm.

When he grounded the heel of his hand against my clit, pleasure skittered through my body and I whimpered loudly. I was teetering on the edge of a powerful climax.

"Please Jake."

"Please what?"

"Just...pleasee." Squeezing my eyes shut and willing my mind to form coherent sentences. " I need to feel you. I need to touch you. I want to feel you inside of me. Please."

He took a moment to answer me, then finally responded in a strained voice. "Turn around."

Looking up at him I stared into his dilated eyes. He seemed so cooly in charge of his sexual need while I was being driven crazy a moment ago, but now looking deeper into his eyes I knew he was poised on the edge.

Running my hands over his chest and shoulders, feeling the powerful bunch of his muscles I felt his gaze on me. I saw in his eyes how beautiful, sexy and desirable he found me. I couldn't remember the last time I had felt that way, if ever.

Not quite willing to give over all the control of the situation, I ignored his earlier command and instead licked and nipped over his exposed flesh-up his washboard abs and over his luscious silk poured-over-iron chest. The man was gorgeous and I wanted to taste every inch of him.

He groaned and threaded his fingers through my hair, releasing me long enough to remove the last barrier between us. Kicking off his boots while I tugged off his pants we both felt the anticipation growing rapidly.

My eyes widen in shock to discover the man was going commando. Taking a moment to regain my composure I found myself mesmerized by the sheer size of his cock.

"Are you okay?"

I knew my face had turned a bright shade of pink as I contemplated how it would fit. He was aroused, very aroused.

"Mmmhhhh..." I nodded my head in agreement.

I pet him, letting my fingers play on the underside of his cock, while my thumb caressed the satin smooth crown. I wanted to take him in my mouth, wanted to explore every vein with the tip of my tongue.

Fascinated, I stroked him, feeling him jerk against my palm in response. Before I could explore further, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately.

"I need to be inside you. Now. Fuck. I need a condom." He tried to pull away from me but I tightened my arms around him.

"Honey, I always use protection." He replied roughly.

"Hurry." I let my arms drop to my sides awkwardly while he raced to his clothes drawer and rummaged through it.

In a flash he returned to me. Using his teeth he rip open the shiny package and with haste put the protection on that he required to continue what we had started.

He gave me a confident smile that was all male, a smile that told me he enjoyed how much I appreciated his masculine beauty. His eyes clearly said brace yourself, your ass is mine.

With one powerful movement, he lifted me up, my legs twined around his waist as though they had always meant to go there. Pressing me back against the wall , he found my slick opening and pushed the side of his shaft against my tender, swollen folds. He began to brush himself gently against my aroused labia.

"Aww...I can't do this." he breathed out, sounding agonized.

"What!" I gasped. He wasn't about to get away from me so easily. We had gone too far tonight to suddenly stop now.

"Darling, I'm going to screw you hard but not like this." He chuckled roughly.

Holding me he walked over to the bed, gently laid me back, pushed me against the lumpy mattress and suspended himself over me. Cupping my face in the palm of his hand he whispered, "Damn, your so sexy and you don't even know it. Spread those pretty legs for me."

I did as he asked, and he kissed his way down my body, stopping to worship each of my breasts as he stroked between my spread thighs with skillful fingers again.

My head began to toss back and forth while soft moans filled the room. Gently he nipped at one of my hardened nipples, making exquisite pleasure flare through my body. How much more did he think I could take of this torture? I yearned for him to ease the ache between my legs.

"Jake...I. need. it. Now." I begged.

"I'm going to fuck you until you can't think anymore." He vowed.

"Then do it already." I demanded.

I smiled while I wrapped my legs securely around his shaft inside of me, he continued to gaze into my eyes. A satisfying growl escaped between my lips when he finally did what I asked of him. The feel of me stretching around him, filled me with a mixture of pain and pleasure. I had been with other guys and most of them had been a reasonable size but Jake was both longer and wider.

Slowly, inch by inch, he pushed the rest of it into my aroused sex.

"Damn, you're tight. How does that feel?"

"Good. So good. That's what I wanted."

I was lost to him, possessed by him, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Holding my gaze, he pulled out and thrust back in slowly. My spine curved as I arched into him, my fingers digging into his upper arms. I could feel every inch of his cock tunneling deep inside of me. My breathing hissed when he continued to thrust in and out of me with such a force that I feared he might follow through with his earlier promise.

Jake caught my wrists and pressed them to the bed on either side of my body. I suddenly envisioned rope around my wrists. God, that would be a wonderful fantasy to share with Jake. He would be the perfect guy to experience it with.

Jake took my mouth possessively while he shifted his hips and shafted me slower and then even slower, slow enough to drive me insane while he pushed me closer to another climax. Jake shifted his hips again and the head of his cock rubbed that bundle of nerves buried within me on every inward thrust. My eyes widened at the deep pleasure rippling through my body as he manipulated that sensitive area.

Caught in a thick haze of pleasure, I wondered if this was the fabled G-spot that Leah was always going on about. If so, it was a place that no one had ever been able to find before. Then it happened, all other thoughts disappeared as I felt the rising of my climaxexplode out of control.

"Jakkeee...ohhh...yeahhh..." My hips lifted up to reach his final thrust as we both found our ultimate release.

Moving his arm between our bodies he rubbed my sensitive nerve as my climax began to fade. "There it is baby," he murmured. "Come for me again." His stroking fingers made my climax falter, stutter, then flare to brilliant life once more.

"Ahhh...Jake." I cried as I felt me being pulled under by another intense wave of pleasure.

He found my breast and closed his lips around it, flicking the nipple. I could feel his shaft jerking deep inside of me, letting me know he was up so soon after finding his first release. Twice now tonight Jake had exceeded any fantasy I could have ever imagined or hoped for.

He rolled me over on my side in a spooning position. Lifting my leg up he used no tenderness when he began to slam his swollen shaft deeper in me.

I could barely breathe, my moans were loud, and growing hoarse the longer he screwed me. His body suddenly tensed up behind me. His hand crawled around me and gripped my breast, kneading and twisting it while calling out my name.

"Bella...Bells...my Bells..."

Rolling me over onto my stomach while still buried deep in my center, he took a handful of my hair and pulled back hard enough to create tears in my eyes.

"Now baby, cum for me again." He commanded.

His shaft pounded harshly into me. I was soaking the blanket beneath me with my juices.

"yess...yesss...Jake...,I'm cumming." I shouted joyously.

His body shook and I heard him cry out just before he collapsed on my backside, still buried within me. His breath was hot on my neck.

My body still tingles with the intimate awareness of him, pulsing with the remnants of multiple orgasms he'd given me.

I smiled, despite the soreness between my legs. I never thought I would experience the satisfaction of coming twice in a row and now having experience it three times would probably be the highlight of my sexual history. I now had something to confide to my girls that not only would blow their minds but at last make everyone envious of me for a change.

Jake exceeded everything I could have wanted in a lover and I wondered how I would ever be able to look at Embry again, when all I would ever want was Jake?

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