You thought you had gotten rid of me! I have returned after quite an absence to attempt to finish up this story. I finally graduated college and am currently in Grad school. I've had a lot of new ideas about this story and I'm excited to see how you all respond to them. Thanks for sticking with me up to this point, and to my new readers, reviews/input/criticisms are always welcome! –Mimi
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Chapter 10: Touring
As I opened my eyes the next morning, I had the overwhelming sensation of not wanting to move a single muscle. I yawned and stretched contentedly before noticing that I was alone in the bed. I sat straight up wondering where my Jacob had gone and soon noticed a note on his pillow addressed to me: Your slave for life has gone to the store so we can stock up the fridge in our new home. I'll be back soon, so don't miss me too much! Wander around and check out your new lair. Love you, Jake.
I smiled, able to visualize all of Jacob's facial expressions and hear the inflection in his voice as I read his note. Not wanting to disobey, I sluggishly pulled on my undies and skirt from beside the bed and tried to remember where my shirt had gone. Oh yeah… on the stairs. After dashing down to retrieve it, I returned to sit down on the end of the bed to genuinely look at our new bedroom. Ahead of me, I saw the morning light streaming in from the large windows at the top of the vaulted ceiling. If there hadn't been a railing separating the loft from the downstairs, my accident-prone self would have really been in trouble. I walked to the left of the bed and poked my head in the bathroom. That tub is definitely big enough for two I thought after looking around the corner. The walk-in shower definitely has two-person potential too…
I crossed the room to the other side of the bed and noticed another door. I curiously opened it and found that it led to my personal heaven: a library. Several bookcases lined the walls and there was a comfy, squishy looking armchair I could see myself getting used to using. French doors on the far wall led out to a small balcony that had a beautiful view of the forest and the small creek that carved its way across the property. I closed the doors and plopped down on the armchair that had caught my eye. I'm going to love it here. I can already tell.
Remembering that there was more to the house, I bounced back down the stairs and into the living room. The high ceilings made it feel like a palace even though all the walls and floors were wooden. The couches were arranged conversationally around the fireplace which made the room feel cozy despite the openness. Another door off the living room led to a small guest bedroom and bathroom and another led to a modest-sized laundry room. The kitchen was very bright with several windows around the dining table. I'm going to love cooking in here.
Thinking of food made my stomach gurgle impatiently. I wistfully opened the fridge hoping to find something to munch on, but Jacob wasn't kidding when he said there was no food in the house. As if on cue, Jacob burst through the door, arms laden with bags upon bags of groceries.
"Honey, I'm home," he winked playfully before he placed the bags on the kitchen table.
"Welcome home," I beamed as I jumped into his arms. He kissed me tenderly and set me gently back down.
"So… what do you think?" he smirked.
"It's amazing!" I raved. "I can't believe we get to live here."
"Me either. I was so convinced that Sam and Emily wanted it. But it turns out that they really want to stay at Emily's little house."
"So this house was your grandfather Ephraim's house?" I asked.
"Great-grandfather," he corrected. "My grandfather, William Black Sr., lived here for a while with my dad and my aunts after Ephraim passed away, but they moved to the house Dad lives in now when my aunts got married and left the nest."
"So it had been empty quite a while before us, right?"
"Yeah. It had gotten pretty run down, but when Sam first phased, Dad ordered that it be renovated and spruced up for when Sam was ready to settle down. Then I came along," he grinned.
"And I'm very glad you did," I smiled back. He leaned down and kissed me again until I began to feel dizzy.
"I love you, Miss Swan," he said with sincerity.
"And I love you," I returned. I wrapped my arms around him and breathed in his amazing scent. Then, my brain abruptly returned to reality: "Oh crap! We need to get the groceries put away so the cold stuff doesn't spoil!" I remembered suddenly.
"I can already see that we're not going to get anything done," he snickered.
"Help now and laugh later, you meanie," I said quickly.
Jacob hurriedly helped me get everything put away and when we were through, our stomachs growled simultaneously, demanding to be fed. "Wow," I laughed, "I suppose I should make us something for breakfast. What sounds good to you?"
"I got enough eggs and bacon for today and tomorrow," he thought.
"What?!" I exclaimed. "The three dozen eggs and two pounds of bacon are just for two meals?!"
"Bella," he said mock-solemnly, "I'm a growing boy. And growing boys constantly need feeding."
I smacked him with the oven mitt I had just taken out of the drawer then proceeded to start cracking the first dozen eggs. Well you had better hope that we can both find decent jobs next week if we'll be dropping thousands of dollars at the grocery multiple times a week," I teased.
He faked being hurt and retorted, "It won't cost thousands a week! And I've already found a job, thank-you-very-much," he declared.
I was surprised he'd already found something so quickly. He did only graduate the day before. "Really? Where?" I asked as I poured all twelve beaten eggs into an enormous skillet.
"Robert's Garage that's halfway between La Push and Forks. I'm going to be a mechanic there for a while."
"I thought you hated Robert's," I mused. "You always complained about how much he rips people off on the parts and labor."
"Yes, but I've got to start somewhere. I'd like to work at something I enjoy while I save up to open my own garage. I'd like to open something close to La Push that is actually fair on prices."
"You would be so happy with that," I grinned. "And not to mention, you'd be really good at it too," I bragged.
He seemed to glow after hearing my praise and I still couldn't quite believe that I now had this amazing man all to myself. And he's hungry, too. I searched around in the cabinets and found a big serving platter to dump the eggs on. Once they were carried over to the table, I started in on the bacon. Jake stood behind me and rested his chin on the top of my head as I flipped the pieces of bacon over in the sizzling grease.
"This hardly seems real," he mused quietly, snaking his arms around my waist.
I felt my face heat up several degrees and tried to focus on not burning the bacon. "I know what you mean," I replied.
He gently kissed the top of my head and then started pacing around the kitchen, waiting to be fed. I giggled from watching him behave like a starving puppy.
"While we're on the subject," I began, "Have you heard of any local jobs you think I should apply for?"
"That depends on what you want to do with your life," he said impishly. "What does Bella want?" he asked.
I was suddenly caught off guard. I didn't quite know what I wanted to do. I loved literature and writing, but there weren't too many decent paying jobs for that skill set.
"Well?" he asked again.
"I would really like to be a writer—a novelist specifically, but I have to contribute something to the house before I can devote any time to that," I said quietly.
"How do you feel about kids?" he suddenly asked.
"What? What do you mean?"
"Kids. Do they annoy you? Do you like them?"
"Well, I haven't had too much extended experience around them, but I don't dislike them or anything," I replied.
"I ask because the tribal school is looking for a new English teacher for the middle schoolers. You'd get to be around a lot of writing and the tribal school is a little more flexible on letting teachers select books for the class to read. I think you'd be really good at it," he said sincerely.
I was taken aback. This wasn't really a career I had considered for myself. I wouldn't know the first place to start to even begin teaching the kids. "Do you really think I could handle it?" I asked uncertainly.
"Definitely, Bells. You already have such a compassionate, nurturing side to you. Those things are really important when teaching. And the tribal school is a bit different from your old schools. For starters, you'd only have fifteen students ages twelve to fourteen. And because you'd only have three different class periods per day, you'd have way more planning time than teachers in other schools," he said excitedly.
Teaching, huh? "Well, I suppose I could look into it. Will you go with me to the school Monday morning?"
"Sure thing! I don't start work until after lunch on Mondays so there will be plenty of time."
"Good, I'm glad," I smiled as I removed the bacon from the frying pan. Jacob seemed to move like a cartoon character following the scent of good food as he drifted towards the dining table. He patiently waited for me to serve my own plate before he dumped the remaining eggs and bacon onto his plate. Maybe I should just buy a trough for him to use at mealtimes I thought evilly.
I had just finished my last piece of bacon when I looked up to see that Jacob had already finished his entire plate. "Are you anywhere close to full yet?" I teased.
"I actually am," he grinned. "It was delicious," he said graciously as he carried the dirty dishes to the sink. When he walked back to the table, he scooped me out of my chair and carried me over to the couch. He settled back and cradled me to his chest. I loved feeling protected and cared for by Jacob. It made all life's other problems seem vastly insignificant. I sighed contentedly and Jacob leaned down to press his lips against mine. I returned his kiss but with a little more passion, hoping to spur him along. My kiss must have startled him because he broke away suddenly.
"Bella Swan!" he said incredulously. "What are you doing?"
"Waiting for you to take a hint," I teased."
His eyes widened as he quickly caught on. "I see," he grinned, "And what does my Bella want to do?"
"Well…I really could use a bath. Do you want to try out our new bathtub?" I said slyly.
"Say no more, my lady," he said quickly and proceeded to rush us up the stairs to our bathroom.
I leaned over to turn on the faucets and found a comfortable temperature. I put the stopper on the drain and walked back over to Jacob while I waited for the tub to fill. I reached up and brought his head closer to my level so that I could cover his mouth with mine. I got excited when I felt him moan in my mouth. He kissed me back and used his arms to bring my body closer to his. My fingers gripped onto his hair as his tongue slowly made its way into my mouth. I started to push his shirt up his chest, but had to break our kiss to get it over his head.
"It's good to see that I didn't completely wear you out last night," he purred. He helped me out of my clothes and I helped him remove his last remaining garment. My eyes locked on his member. I still got the shivers every time I saw it because it was so hard to imagine it fitting inside of me. Now being experienced, I can safely say that it does indeed fit I thought wickedly. I brought my hand to rest on it and stroked it slowly. I could feel Jacob gravitating towards my touch and I watched as his eyes blissfully closed. Seizing the opportunity, I sank to my knees and brought the tip towards my mouth. I opened just enough to allow the head to enter my mouth. I felt Jacob shudder with excitement and surprise as I then began to work the length of it with my mouth.
When Jacob was fully aroused, I rose to my feet and pulled him towards the tub. The look on his face made me think that he'd gladly follow me into the pits of Hell and back without complaint. I grinned, loving that I had this effect on him. I gestured for Jacob to climb in the tub first. He sighed as he sank into the warm water. I climbed in after him and straddled his lap. He began kissing my neck and I moaned quietly. He finally has figured out that my neck is a particularly hot spot I mused. He gently nipped the skin at the hollow of my throat and I trembled from his touch.
He found my lips and began kissing them fiercely. I returned them in equal measure and tried with every movement to bring my body closer to his. Finally out of breath, Jacob broke our kiss. "I don't know how much longer I can wait," he panted. "Are you ready?"
In answer to his question, I positioned his member close to my entrance and began pushing down onto it. He moaned loudly, enjoying the sensation of filling me. The warm water and my arousal made my skin feel like it was on fire. I moved frantically, driving us forward and trying to get closer to my climax. His moans spurred me on and I felt my breathing get faster and faster. I involuntarily squeezed my muscles and Jacob suddenly moaned even louder and began thrusting up into me himself. The feeling of pressure kept building and building until finally I cried out, "Jacob!" He felt my release and almost immediately experienced his own.
When all was done, he slumped his head down onto my shoulder trying to regain his breath.
"What's wrong, Jake?" I panted. "I didn't tire you out already, did I?" I teased.
"Wow…" was his only reply.
The water suddenly felt much too cold, so I untangled our limbs and began to rise from the tub. "So much for this being a bath," I noted dryly. "We may just need a shower now."
Jacob suddenly caught my eye and I noticed a wicked twinkle. "I was right," he said as he got out of the tub. "We really aren't going to be able to get anything done."
"Well it's a good thing we're perfectly okay with that," I grinned as I pulled him towards the shower.
AN: Hope you liked it! I will actively be updating this story now that I have a clearer idea of where it's heading. Please review and tell me what you liked or didn't like! I'm continually trying to improve my writing and feedback is everything to me. Until next time! -Mimi