A/N: My beautiful, wonderful, lovely, extremely patient readers: oh how I love you all. I am so sorry this took so damn long. But here's the thing: I will NEVER post a chapter if I do not feel it is just how I want it. For some reason this chapter took a lot of thinking and rewriting because it didn't feel right for a while. And with where the story is headed, this chapter had to be structured a certain way. I know you won't really understand that now, but it will make sense a few chapters later. OMFG you guys, you're going to LOVE the next … well, ALL the next chapters. So many fun things to come. And if you haven't read the other AN's, I still need more song suggestions for possible songs Bella could sing to Jacob in a fun and/or funny way. Please review and thanks guys!

Love!

Bella's POV

"Jaaaaaaaake!" I squealed as he carried me upstairs. When we finally got to my room and he put me down, I fixed my shirt that had been riding up on my stomach the entire way upstairs which I'm sure Jake did not do on purpose. Uh huh.

"Surprise?" I asked, not as excited as he wanted me to be, obviously.

"Mhmm…" he nodded and put his hand over my eyes.

"Jake," I whined, putting my hands on my hips.

"No no, don't get upset. I just wanna make sure you see it how you're supposed to see it. Now, c'mere." Jake took one of my hands after he opened the door and led me into my room. I could immediately smell something burning and it felt like my entire room was encompassed in this smell. I raised an eyebrow and frowned, trying to figure out what he was up to.

"Jake what-"

"Just wait! Now, sit down on the bed." Jake had led me over to the edge of my bed and after I backed up a few paces and felt the mattress on the back of my knees, I sat down. "Now keep your eyes closed."

"Ok."

"Promise?"

"Yeah! I promise."

"Ok good." Jake took his hand off of my eyes and I heard him walk a few steps towards my dresser. He was playing with something because I heard a few clicks. All of a sudden 'Goodnight, Goodnight' by Maroon 5 was playing and a smile moved across my face. Maroon 5 was the only band Jake and I had gone to see in concert together. They were the band we got excited about when we were around other people and one of their songs came on the radio or if we wre in the car with friends and one of their songs started playing we would annoy everyone else in the car by singing the lyrics way too loud. Neither of us, at least consciously, took into consideration they lyrics in all their songs. Or perhaps we did, but never voiced them to each other because if we ever did, the irony of how Jake and I loved this band so much would be too much to handle.

"Bells… don't open 'em yet."

"I'm not… but Jake-"

"Sssshhh," he hushed me, moving back to stand right in front of me. "Just wait 'til I tell you to open them," he whispered, coaxing my cheek with the back of his hand. I turned my head a little and kissed the back of two of his fingers that I caught with my lips. I could almost HEAR him smile, a soft and short breath leaving his mouth.

Even though I was dying to see what he had done to my room, I didn't want to open my eyes and let sight take over, lessening my sense of touch. I wanted to keep my eyes closed and have him touch me for the rest of my life. I don't know if it was Jake's warmth or just the fact that I was immediately turned on, but my cheeks got hot and I knew he noticed when his hand touched my cheek again.

"Bells… I know you're stressed out about tomorrow and about your dad coming home and all that, but I promise I'm going to take care of it. Can you do me just one favor tonight and let me take care of you? Can you please just let everything else go and focus only on me… and you? Please tell me you can do that. Just forget every little stress, every little trouble in your mind right now and let me show you how much I love you?"

My heart had obviously taken gymnastics lessons.

I was breathing harder now even though I was unbelievably carefree and relaxed. I had to let go of it all and just think about us for once; let my Jacob show me how he cares for me. I would finally do that.

"Bells?"

"Yes, Jake. I will."

"All right," Jake sat down right next to me on my bed and wrapped an arm around my waist before whispering in my ear. "Then open your eyes."

So I did.

And the most genuine gasp of surprise and excitement left my lungs.

"Oh Jake…" After looking around my room at the multiple candles he had lit, like some cliché romance novel, and the dozens of flower petals he had scattered across the floor, like an even cheesier romance novel, I turned my head to look into his eyes. Those eyes were full of anxious excitement and wonder. "Well well Jacob Black, I didn't know you were such a romantic."

"Well, for you I'd be anything. And it seemed to be a nice setting … to, you know, … set the mood."

I smiled at him before leaning in and quickly kissing his nose. "What mood, Jakey?"

His breathing was almost as erratic as mine. "The mood where, since I lit all the candles of yours I could find and rushed out of the house for two minutes to pick some flowers to sprawl out all over your room, you give me a chance to prove to you that I am capable of loving you the way you want to be loved."

"Jake-"

"The mood where you let me lie you down on this bed and memorize your body like I'll be tested on every detail of it tomorrow morning and my entire grade depends on it." Jake was insistent, I'll give him that. He really wanted to prove himself to me.

"Well this isn't school-"

"And I don't want to look at you as boring homework, but I'll be using the same concept. Learning everything there is to know about your body… how to make it shiver, how to give it goose bumps, how to make it blush…" His pointer finger on his right hand was tracing a line down my left arm as he spoke. "Bella, I wanna know how to please you. Please let me do this."

I stared into his eyes and saw the need. The hunger. I needed this too, even though I didn't admit it. So I just smiled at him and slowly leaned back on the bed, lying myself down on it, my arms going up above my head.

Thankfully, Jake took the hint, and after he flashed me an almost devilish grin, he crawled over on top of me. Watching his body slowly move over mine was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen and before Jake even touched me, I was completely turned on. As his hands were placed flat on the bed on either side of my chest, his arms locked and stretched, he did what looked like a push up to bend his elbows and lean down to kiss me. We softly kissed for a few minutes, the vision of Jake doing push-ups above me almost making me giggle, but also wetting my panties. Fuck.

Jake's body lowered and he put his full weight on me, which I surprisingly did not mind one bit, so he could move his hands to my arms. His fingers softly traced my skin up my arms that lay above my head as his lips still played with my own, slowly caressing my tongue with his, making my mind swirl with the most intense feelings I had ever felt in my life.

I could tell he wanted to get started, moving this along a little bit, when his hands grasped mine above my head and intertwined our fingers, making me groan and sigh into his mouth at the same time. His lips moved from my mouth then to my chin, then my jaw line, then my neck, then my collarbone, then he moved back up, towards my ear, grasping my left earlobe in between his lips before placing a small sweet kiss behind my ear and whispering to me.

"I love you, Boo."

My heart couldn't take much more. I knew I wanted this sensual stuff but I thought sex with Jacob would be nice and rough. I wanted to risk the pain, the broken furniture, the possible bruises and soreness. I wanted to get down and dirty with him and he was making this so lovey-dovey I thought I'd faint. I can't say I didn't like it, though. Sweet Jacob was someone my heart needed. The only thing is that I was not sure I wanted to quote, unquote 'make love' yet. We were both too inexperienced for that, weren't we? I did not want to have any expectations and to have our first time be awful and then recall that as the first time we 'made love'. That would make 'making love' sound terrible from then on out. I just wanted the typical teenage inexperienced curious sex that everyone else at school seemed to be enjoying … or at least DOING.

My mind raced through so many of these thoughts I missed how Jacob moved downwards a little, letting go of my hands and scooting back some to put more weight on his knees in between my thighs. He almost sat up like that before leaning down to grasp the bottom of my shirt and pull it up. I pulled apart my arms, ready to help him take it off of me, but he had different plans. He just smiled at me and shook his head slightly.

Jake leaned down more and pressed his lips to the spot on my stomach right above my bellybutton and I hadn't noticed until then that my mouth was wide open. I let out a breath I had been holding in and closed my eyes, letting goose bumps run over my skin. He must have noticed because when I looked down, he was smiling up at me. I blushed immediately and leaned my head back, closing my eyes again.

Pulling my shirt up inch by inch, Jake kissed every new spot of skin that appeared from under the cotton. I stared to feel some more butterflies in my stomach. No. No those aren't butterflies. And that's not my stomach.

Fuck. So turned on. Damn it, Jacob Black. You are younger than me and have no experience! How can you be doing … so… amazingly?

He must watch a lot of porn.

Shut up, conscience.

I'm just saying…

But there wasn't any porn out there that started like this. This had nothing to do with sexual skills. Jake was just pressing his lips to my stomach and yet he was making me melt into a puddle of goo.

My shirt came up higher and once Jake pushed it all the way up to my breasts, I could feel that he looked up at me. But knowing that I needed to let him do this all on his own, I kept my eyes closed and didn't do anything at all. Surprisingly, Jake took the hint and made the move, pulling my shirt up over my red bra and up my arms. I took it the rest of the way off and threw it on the floor.

Jacob's lips went straight to my chest, placing kisses above my breasts and then down in between them. I felt more comfortable moving my arms down to my sides, so I did and this must have triggered something in Jake's mind because the next time I looked down at him, he was licking his lips and moving up towards my shoulder.

The strap of my red bra on my left shoulder was pulled down slightly and Jake kissed the skin there before doing the exact same thing to my other shoulder. Obviously Jake wanted to do this the hard way, but right when that thought crossed my mind, his lips moved back down my body to right above the waistband of my jeans.

Wait… take my bra off, Jacob. Please?

I almost did it myself, but knew I had to let this boy do what he wanted so I let it go. The next thing I knew, Jake's fingers were snaking under my jeans, to the skin right above my panties. In my head, I was begging him for more. Obviously this was working.

Damn, Jake.

He must have gotten anxious because the button on my jeans was quickly undone and a new sound entered the almost silent room. It sounded so loud and I didn't know if that was because we hadn't been making many sounds or if because perhaps I was more in tune with my senses right now, but that unzipping noise had never filled my room like that before.

I instinctually raised my hips to let Jake pull down my jeans, but he just let out a soft chuckle. I wanted to slap him then. What the hell was he doing laughing at me? I was just trying to-

Oh.

Oh Oooooh.

Jake's hands moved down the outside of my legs to the inside and traveled up my denim-covered inner thighs before spreading them and lifting them up. I gasped at the change of position as my knees flew up and over Jake's shoulders, resting there as he took advantage of the leverage and pulled my jeans down slowly.

My stupid panties were attaching themselves to my jeans so I quickly grabbed them so they wouldn't come off too soon. Another soft chuckle left Jacob's throat but it soon cut off when he obviously noticed the sexy underwear I was wearing.

Of course I thought about this, Jacob. I'm not stupid.

Actually, you are stupid a lot of times, Bella. May I remind you of a certain boy named-

Really, conscience? You're going to play that card? Am I schizophrenic or does everybody have their conscience talk to them like this? I'm starting to feel like Gollum over here.

Though my matching red panties stalled him for a moment, a few seconds later Jacob had my jeans on the floor and was repositioning himself between my legs. His breathing was heavier and I loved that. It made MY heart race even more. I wished I could touch him, feel him, kiss him.

Stroke him.

Put my mouth on him.

SOMETHING.

But that would probably upset him seeing as though he wanted to somehow show me how much he loved me. I appreciated the effort, I really did, and I loved that Jacob could give me the butterflies that he did, but once again, was I going to have to deal with complete frustration when I couldn't… cum?

Was he going to be upset again?

Of course he'll be upset. He tried to get you off multiple times and you just weren't having it. He's getting sick of it, Bella.

I hate when you're right, conscience.

So to satisfy Jacob's curiosity about how my body works and responds to his touch, just like he let me satisfy my curiosity about his body last night, I lied there and just awaited his next move. When his fingers touched my knees I jumped. I looked down at him and my mouth opened when his fingers slid up and inward on my thighs. I thought I was going to pass out when his fingers reached my panties because the breath in my lungs was caught there and just wouldn't come out.

Then Jake's touch moved to my hips.

Breathe out.

Wait.

Was he teasing me?

Oh hell no, Black.

I looked at him, his eyes focused on the skin his fingers were touching, and I was expecting an evil smirk on his face, but it wasn't there. In place of it was a very concentrated, intense, and loving look that made his eyes look brighter and more exciting. He really was trying to learn about my body.

I let this thought linger in my mind for a few seconds and I was enjoying it, but was completely distracted when my whole body was turned over onto my stomach. It wasn't quick and forceful, but it didn't take Jacob long to do it either. He was so strong he could just grasp my hips and turn me over gracefully. It was actually kind of amazing.

And fucking hot.

I remembered right then what Jake had said about being able to … smell me. I hoped that he was just too focused on other things to do so at the moment because right now my panties were soaked from my own arousal.

Jake's hands moved up the small of my back to my bra, quickly unclasping it then leaning down and kissing the exposed skin that once lay under that strap of lacey fabric. He pushed the straps further down my arms and left his hands on my biceps as his lips moved down from the back of my neck to the middle of my back. He seemed to be kissing random areas until I noticed that he had stopped for a moment.

"Hmm…"

It was the first sound I had heard from him since he chuckled about me moving my hips and I didn't understand it until…

"Ah."

It sounded like he had found something. And he reached down and kissed my back again.

Oh.

Well that's just… way too fucking cute.

Damn it, Jacob Black, must you be adorable AND sexy? You're making my heart go crazy here.

Jake had been kissing all the random freckles on my back. Once I felt his lips trace a certain pattern of kisses along the middle of my back, I knew what he was doing because I knew that pattern. Jake had always traced it with his fingers when I wore a bikini at the beach or when he caught me in a sports bra and sweats after working out or when I wore a dress to some special occasion that showed my back or that one time when we were at Emily's and he was sitting next to me at the table and I leaned forward with my elbows on the table and my shirt lifted up in the back just a bit and he decided to place his fingers there on my skin tracing that pattern-

Jesus, I need therapy. You're driving me so crazy I can only think in fucking run-on sentences, Jacob!

Moving his hands down to my hips, Jacob turned me over again. This time, he quickly moved up and pulled my bra straps down, his breath still heavy, pulling them, and my entire bra, off of me. He just dropped it on the floor and smiled down at the girls.

I knew you were a boob man, Jacob.

I found that strange too, because I didn't have much in the chest department, but what I had seemed to please him anyway and that made me happy. As one of Jake's hands gripped my hip, his other came up to my cheek and he smiled down at me before that hand moved down, his forefinger tracing shapes on my skin. I closed my eyes again. I couldn't take this while looking at him.

That same finger came down to my left breast and traced a circle around my nipple. That did it.

I bit my bottom lip and let out a soft moan. It must have given Jake encouragement because the next thing I felt was that nipple getting pinched between two of his fingers. I couldn't bite my lip anymore. My mouth fell wide open. And just to drive me even MORE crazy, Jake leaned down and took my now very hard nipple into his mouth. He sucked and groaned and I about lost it.

"Oh Jake…" I sighed, giving out a little whine as well. My hands moved to his hair and my fingers tangled themselves in his locks, making him groan more which, in turn, made me moan again. Jake let go of what he was obviously enjoying and that made me whine but I gasped when he found my other nipple and started to suck even harder on that one.

My hips were now instinctually trying to move up and grind against Jacob but he had his hand placed strategically on my right hip to keep such things from happening. He really wanted to be completely sure that he was the only reason I was starting to feel overwhelmed with pleasure and not have anything I did on my own have anything to do with it.

As Jake kept his lips and tongue playing with my right nipple and one of his hands playing with my left, his other hand hooked two fingers into my panties and started to pull them down as best he could from one side. I tried to help wiggle out of them and it helped a little until something hit me and I tightened up my legs, closing my legs together as best as I could with Jacob in between them.

Was it possible to have an orgasm without even touching … down there? I mean, my clit was burning for attention and my lower stomach was clenched so tight from being so anxious awaiting the pleasure that it desired, that I became oversensitive and felt like I could almost cum right then.

No way was Jacob making me cum without touching me…. there. No. And it was true. I wasn't cumming, but I wasn't far from it either.

"Jake… Jake I… Oh god…"

"Ssshhh Bells just feel. Let me figure this out for myself."

"Well you're doing a damn good job, that's for sure…" I breathed, forming a sentence for the first time in almost an hour.

Jake just smiled and moved his hands to my thighs. He lifted them up again and before I could protest, he had my panties down my legs and up and off of them.

In a somewhat uncomfortable position, my legs stayed up against Jake's chest, my ankles over his shoulders. It was uncomfortable until Jake's lips met my calf. And then my other calf. And then the back of my knee. And then my other knee. And then my thighs were being spread. My legs fell back to the bed, my knees slightly raised off the mattress. Jake lowered his body and kissed my inner right thigh.

I sucked in a breath and threw my head back, gripping my comforter in my hands so tightly that I thought I'd rip holes in it. Jake took his kisses to my other thigh and put his hands under my ass.

"Mmmm.."

I thought I had been the one to make that noise until I looked down at Jake and saw him licking his lips. I seriously almost came right then. In fact, I felt my body tense up and it took everything in me not to touch my clit and let myself go over the edge.

It usually takes so much for me to orgasm… what the hell was this boy doing to me?

"Jake-"

"Sh. I got it, baby. Close your eyes. Feel."

I did just that and as I felt Jake's breath get closer and closer to my pussy, I started breathing heavier and heavier, my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I had to be dripping with readiness for him already. A moment later my thighs were spread a little wider and I felt a hot, wet pressure on my clit. As it moved quickly up and down, flicking my most sensitive body part, I knew it was Jake's tongue. He sucked on it once, but after my gasp and squeal, he just flicked it repeatedly, giving me more pleasure than I thought possible just from this tiny bit of pressure.

I couldn't believe it, but after no more than ten seconds of Jake's oral escapade, my body tensed underneath him and my hips rose and I breathed in a huge breath of air.

One.

Two.

Three.

"AAAAAAAHHHHH JAAAAAAAAKE!!!!" My body let go and shuddered underneath him, shaking and sighing as my orgasm settled down through my body. It seemed to last forever, whether that had to do with Jake's tongue still relentlessly going at my clit or because it was just that intense of an orgasm, I don't know, but it took a while for my hips to stop jerking and my body to finally calm down.

A few moments later, Jake moved his hands up to my thighs and rubbed them as he looked up at me smiling like he had just won the fucking lottery.

"You came?"

After all that, that's all he could say?

I laughed.

I laughed as best as I could while still catching my breath.

"Yes, Jacob. Yes. I came." I sighed, "Pretty fucking hard too, you sex god, you."

Jake smiled and I pulled him by his shoulders up to me. "C'mere, you big… bad… wolf."

"Mmmmm," Jake moaned and moved up as I pulled him to me to grab those beautiful lips of his and kiss him with as much passion as I could muster up in my body. He pulled away for a second and giggled. "I made you cum…"

I rolled my eyes. "Really, Jake? I didn't notice."

"Hey… I'm pretty sure you noticed."

I laughed again and leaned up to kiss his shoulder. "What do you want me to say? I'm so proud of you! You did so good! You get a gold star for the day!"

Jake looked at me like he was hurt. Fuck. I didn't want to do that again.

"I … I'm kidding Jake." I sighed and closed my eyes, smiling. "I guess I'm just surprised. I never knew I could cum so hard with you doing so little to my… I mean…" I sighed again and shook my head. "It was just plain amazing and I'll tell you what. I have never cum like that before in my life. So I guess I just wasn't expecting it and that's why I'm… shocked."

"Well I'm glad I could make you proud. And hey, a gold star wouldn't be bad."

I raised one of my eyebrows and smirked at him. "You wanna earn s'more gold stars?"