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Jacob's POV- Helpless When She… Smiles

She kissed my neck again gently as I felt my knees start to buckle. No one had ever had this much power over my mind or my body before, not even...

This was not the time to think about that. I didn't want this moment to be ruined by thoughts of her. That would get me nowhere, and besides… it didn't matter anymore, I had the one I wanted.

I liked the fact that Nessie was the first woman to elicit this kind of reaction from me; it was special that it was her. She was going to be my first for everything, and that meant so much, but I couldn't think about that either… I couldn't let it get that far, not right now. There was this little voice in the back of my mind telling me to stop, but I couldn't make myself pull away from her. I ran my hands down the couch and let them drift to her stomach. Her shirt was pulled up a little and my hand made contact with her skin.

Soft, so damn soft… She hissed quietly as my fingers worked against her skin and I could feel her open her lips and suck the skin of my neck gently.

The lids of my eyes decided they had a mind of their own as they slid closed and my mind started swimming. Her mouth was so warm and a bit unsure against my skin, but it felt so good. My pulse was racing; everything around me no longer mattered. I wanted her...

"So… hot," she whispered against my neck. "So very hot."

"It's… yeah. Wolf… thing." I moaned as her lips made their way around to my throat.

"No, I mean… you're beautiful," she giggled. "But you are hot temperature wise, too."

"Oh. I… thanks."

"Real eloquent, Jake."

"You're beautiful…" I growled as she latched her lips around my earlobe and sucked it gently. She was more than that, but I couldn't get my mouth to form around the words, she was making me into a complete blubbering mess.

"Oh, Jacob," she moaned against my ear. "So – good."

Yeah, I was going to lose it… for sure. I was barely holding onto my control as it was and now she was moaning my name. She was making it hard (oh, boy was she) for me not to jump over the couch and just fuck her silly right now. But that wasn't what I wanted; it had to be slow, gentle and perfect. She was playing with fire and she had no idea that she might get burned… but I wouldn't let myself hurt her. No, if anything was to happen… I'd make it special for her, and so what if it made me seem like a fucking sissy. I cared too much to make it all about me.

"N… Ness," I groaned as I ground my hips against the couch. "Ugh…"

I realized I probably looked ridiculous, standing here humping the back of the couch. The tension in my pants was getting to be too much.

"Jacob… Oh, Jacob," she was moaning again. "Oh…"

What the fuck?

I looked down and saw my hand was up her shirt and rubbing her…

Holy shit!

I was touching her breasts, and I hadn't even noticed. I could feel my face heat up and I was sure I was blushing like a fucking pansy. I was groping Nessie…

I pulled my hands away and backed up away from the couch.

"I-I'm so sorry."

"Jacob, please."

"I had no right to touch you like that."

"Jacob, did you hear me complaining? I wanted it, as much, if not more, than you did."

She wanted me to touch her… She wanted me like that?

"You're so beautiful, and I want this… but I don't want to hurt you."

She crooked her finger at me and grinned. I walked back to her and she took my hands in hers, pulling me down toward her.

"I want you, can't you tell how much I want this?" She whispered softly as she ran her tongue against my neck.

"F-fuck…"

"Mmm, yeah… That's what I want," she moaned throatily. "I want to feel you – all of you."

Beautiful…she was just so beautiful.

"What do you need?"

I was pretty sure I knew, but I wouldn't think about it. After all, I had to give her everything, EVERYTHING she needed.

"You, I want you. My body is aching to be against yours," she ran her hands down my chest and gripped my hips in her hands. "Please."

"Honey, I don't…"

"You don't want me?" She asked softly as she pulled away.

"Fuck, you know I do," I stepped back away from the couch again and looked down. "You can't see this?" I asked as I pointed down at my dick, which was obviously hard and ready. "This shows just how much I do want you…"

Her eyes followed my chest down until she saw what I was talking about.

"You do that to me."

"I'm glad… because you affect me, too." She whispered.

"Do you even understand what we're doing? God…"

"I understand more than you think I do," She answered and stood up quickly. "I'm not a baby, Jacob."

Before I knew what was happening she was around the couch and pulling me by my hips toward her. She was pulling me…

Oh shit!

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as my hips made contact with her stomach…

"Ness, shit…" I moaned loudly.

She grabbed my hand into hers and put it against her chest, sliding it down until it was at the waistband of her pants. She pushed it down farther, into her pants and over her panties, down to the place no one had ever touched her before.

"So hot… and wet," I groaned as my fingers moved over her. "God, Ness."

"That's what you do to me."

I groaned again as my hips moved against her on their own in time with my fingers against her own arousal.

"You are all I want. We're meant to be together, you know that. This could never be a mistake; I would never regret giving myself to you because I love you."

She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth gently and I almost lost it right there. I seriously could have cum in my pants right then. She looked so fucking sexy. Her cheeks were flushed pink; her eyes were clouded over with lust… and her scent… God have mercy.

"I want you, too," I whispered. "And I love you…"

"Then take me, I'm yours."

"Mine…"

"Jacob, I want you so badly that it hurts. You are the man that I love, more than anything. I want to be with you, forever."

I groaned again, but it sounded more like a growl.

Mine.

"Ness, I just don't want you to think that you have to do this to make me happy. Just being with you is enough… you're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Our faces were only inches apart… her breath was so sweet against my lips. I could taste her, that same strawberry/summer taste. She was so delicious. I imagined even the parts I hadn't seen or tasted were fucking amazing.

I pushed my lips against hers gently, and my free hand found its way to her hip. Those damn hips of hers would be the death of me. She moaned against my lips as my fingers continued to move against her. I was pretty sure that my body couldn't handle much more of this.

She gripped me tightly through my pants and I felt the tightening in the pit of my stomach. This wasn't going to last long.

"Please, Jacob… please," she moaned against my lips. "Please."

I worked my fingers against her as her hand continued to move against me. I could feel it; I was so close.

"Fuck, yes…"

"I'm so close… please," she begged. "Don't stop."

I worked harder; I wanted to see her in the throes of passion. And to know that I was the one that was giving her that pleasure, well…

"Yes, yes… Oh, God, yes!"

She gripped me hard in her hand as her whole body tensed. I clenched my eyes closed as I felt the pit of my stomach tighten more. I had made her cum…

"Oh, Jacob… that felt so good," she whispered softly and pulled away from my face, still stroking me through my pants. "Now, baby… you have to cum for me."

"Nessie…" I groaned.

"That's right, I want to see you… you made me cum, now it's my turn to make you. Please, Jacob… cum for me."

That's all it took, hearing her beg for it. I came… hard.

"Fuck, holy fuck."

She pulled away from me with a smile on her face, both of our breathing labored. I took a moment and tried to compose myself as Nessie grinned widely and looked up into my eyes.

"Jake, can I ask you something?"

Shit, shit, shit! What had I done?

"Yeah, Ness?"

"Was it good? Did you like it?"

Was she serious?

"Nessie, it was so good… I was just nervous that I stepped over some kind of boundary there. I… did you like it?"

"Oh, yes… It was more than I ever dreamed. I imagine that… you know, when we actually do the real thing, it will be just as wonderful."

"I'm sure it will be. Except… it will hurt for you." I whispered.

"Don't worry about hurting me, it hurts for all girls."

"I know, I just hate that I am going to hurt you in any way."

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed my lips softly.

"Thank you for caring, baby. Now go shower and get cleaned up," She smiled. "Dirty boy."

I laughed to myself; I had cum in my pants. Yeah, clean up indeed. I still had to plan a funeral, too. My sisters would be counting on me to get everything done. Besides, Rachel and Paul were busy now… having kids and all that to keep up with. And Rebecca, well… she was just trying to make a life for herself; I couldn't begrudge her that. She was trying to make something of her life, and she had been working so hard at it. It was all up to me to put something together.

"I'm going to get ready, too. Then we can start working on the plans for everything, okay?"

She was really starting to freak me out.

"Um, alright," I answered as she walked toward the bathroom. "I love you."

"I love you, too. And we'll get everything taken care of," She smiled over her shoulder at me. I knew she was just trying to make me feel better, because the smile didn't reach her eyes.

I walked to the other bathroom and stripped down. I cleaned up and got ready, not really thinking about what I was doing. What I really wanted to do was never have to think about any of this ever again, but I knew that there was no avoiding it. I'd give my father a proper funeral, and I'd have to say my good-byes.

The knot started twisting in my stomach again. This was going to be a long day…