SEASONS OF CHANGE
By: Sonja Cullens
(Stephanie Meyer, author of theTwilight Series,created and owns the names and character profiles in my story.)
This is a short chapter but wanted to straighten up some confusion so all future writing will be directly from Renesmee's thoughts since I left some of my readers confused.
CHAPTER 10 – NEEDING AND FORMULATING A PLAN
My Jacob slowly lifted his thick long black eyelashes so that I could gaze into his deep chocolate brown eyes. I felt myself drifting deep into thought about how our kiss left me wanting more … no, needing more than what just transpired. Before by brain registered what I was thinking, my hands had already trailed to Jacob's face to pull him close to my lips again. As if in a trance, my lips began to nibble on and suck on Jacob's bottom lip before coming into closer contact, leaning in so that our noses touched and slowly opened my mouth a little bit before I gently pushed my tongue into Jacob's mouth … just enough so that the tip of my tongue met his. I let our tongues brush against each other briefly and gently and then pulled it back into my own mouth. Just as I did that I realized the lack of contact brought in odd sense of disconnect between Jacob and me so I laced my fingers through Jacob's hair urging him to return the passion that I knew we were both feeling. As if on cue, an internal growl escaped Jacob's lips as I found myself being repositioned under him. He began kissing me like he just couldn't get enough of me … not holding anything back. His hands were roaming all over my body, igniting electric fires all over my skin. I must say my imagination did not come close to reality of what I was experiencing now. From a distance I could hear panting and tensed for a brief moment before I realized the sound was actually coming from me. My hands seemed to be working on their own accord as I found them trailing down his muscular chest, incredible six pack to the stiff object that was pocking my body. Just as I went to touch what I wanted the most Jacob jumped from off the bed and began to apologize to me for placing me in this situation. Funny as it may have looked to an outsider, for me, the person experiencing this passion felt devastated … that I had done something wrong … you know … like the kid that got caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Well, this particular cookie jar would have been yummy. Don't kid yourself in thinking that I won't get to return to sample again. I loved a good challenge and Jacob just set the bar in assisting with my determination to get what I wanted and what I wanted was to touch that pokey thing (I will call it a schlong) between Jacob's legs. So, my wheels set to motion a plan to court my Jacob this summer … before he even realizes what hit him … I will have him eating out of my hands or more on track with my goal of eating the main course which is me and my aching wet pussy. As I was plotting my next move I used my talents to push images of Jacob and me picnicking near our family's lake this afternoon to Aunt Alice. I know she will have everything ready for us while I talk Jacob into getting up from bed.