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Jacob's Returned Favor:

I was terrified of what to do. I was a small child or at least a teenager, never mind what I was. I didn't matter. All that did was that I had no idea at what to do. All the things I had ever thought I knew about sex, just fled my mind. It actually made me wonder how he knew so much. I just knew what I wanted to feel, but I had no idea how to make him feel that way. But I didn't want to look phased. The one thing I did know was that confidence was key. I tried to look seductive as I thought this over.

"Jacob, tell me how you like it," I purred in his ear.

"Ness, anything you do to me, will be enough." I gave up on trying to be cool and experienced. Why should I have to pretend? He knew I had never done anything, and if I did know what I was doing then he would think I had done things before. The latter was unacceptable. I was not going to have my love think I was that kind of girl.

"Jacob, I honestly have no clue what to do. I don't even know what pleases a guy." I was scared how he would react to my honesty. But we were in love and hopefully that made up for everything else.

First Jacob took off his pants, slowly unbuttoning and pulling down his zipper, oh so slowly. I just realized that I was excited for him as he probably was. For the first time I would see him. Jacob slowly stepped out of his pants and laid them on the floor. He then laid on the bed. He was now in just his boxers and t-shirt. I could see every muscle and suddenly was overwhelmed my instinct. I sat on his legs over his knees, straddling him. Then I took the hem of his shirt and started kissing the layer of russet skin I had revealed. I licked each abdominal muscle and ran my hands under his shirt. My fingers explored every inch of him while he softly moaned. I took this as the fact that I was doing something right. He was very still and just there letting me worship him. I loved the power that now coursed through my veins. I just sat there like that for a while, letting my hands roam his body. I played with his abdominals the most. They bunched under my touch and I was enthralled. I continued my ministrations until his eye popped open, lust laden.

"Ness, I need more and soon," he begged. I could see now he was even more aroused, if that was even possible. He was so hard, that even with nothing but the flimsy boxer material in the way, it still looked painful.

I gathered all the bravery in my arsenal. I peeled his shirt completely off so now he was topless and I was speechless. It was amazing! Nothing before had made me this amazed and now I was so happy I could have cried. But instead of being selfish I took his needs before my pleasure before me. I pulled his boxers down, inch by inch, trying to see hoe far I could push him. A long growl erupted from his chest, half in agony and frustration, the other half in arousal. He lifted his rear off the bed slightly so I could get the underwear down completely. Now he was completely naked, in front of me and I literally was stunned. Nothing ever had looked so huge or proud or majestic as Jacob naked. He might have been 6'5" but really "he" was almost a foot long. Maybe more or less, I couldn't care. He was mine and I knew I was getting possessive, but I couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that he had chosen me. I was starting to sound like my mother and as any teenager knows, that is not good. I saw there was moisture on the tip and I used my instincts to smear it round the rest of him. He groaned and shuddered. I started going up and down and up and down. Sometimes fast and sometimes painfully slow. He was so large that I had to use both of my hands and then it still wasn't enough. But it seemed to be working for Jacob. My names and gods were in the same sentence, I knew that was good. But all he was saying was almost incoherent. I was watching him writhe at my tough and I felt myself get very aroused by his display. He also felt me on his legs and he got louder to. We were most defiantly helping each other. I decided I wanted to make this last longer so I took my hands off of his shaft and started playing with his ball sac, he whimpered at the lost of heat, but then started moaning again. I felt so much better because now I knew I wasn't the only one who was verbal. Soon I was bored with his ball sac and wanted him to feel what I had felt. I wrapped my hands hard around his shaft and started moving them up and down with vampire speed. Soon he was almost screaming and I wanted him to go over the edge. I leaned down and bit on his hipbone. Hard, but not enough to break the skin. That did him in. With a long groan that turned into a growl he shot his seed all over his chest and my bedding.

I realized after this that I was still naked and he was too. What I sight we must have been. Sweaty and covered in each other's love making. Wow! I leaned down and Jake pulled me to his chest. Chest to chest we laid, bodies touching but nothing more. We were so content and happy that we started to doze off, holding each other, being as close to one as I'd allow. I touched his face and I knew his head was filled with the memories of the last day. His possessiveness, which I loved, his erratic breathing just now, our moans, us holding. He captured my mouth with his and asked for dominance with his tongue. I started giggling as we kissed. We were so in the moment that I didn't hear

"Nessie, get up quick! Your father is here…" was Alice's scream. It was too late. My father was in my threshold fuming. I knew what it looked like. We were naked, kissing and sweaty. Also there were definite stains on my bedspread that could only signify one thing. I started to sweat more.

"Dad, its not what it looks like…" I was cut off by a glare so sharp I could have died. He started walking towards us, and I was afraid. I knew what my father could do and I knew I would be lucky if I ever saw Jacob again. I realized since I had speculated wrong about Alice's vision the first time with my panic attack, that this was it now. My father was going to kill Jacob and I would be a bloody mess from trying to save him. I knew something was going to happen; all I prayed for was for Alice to be wrong, just this one time…

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