Chapter 11: Caught

When I woke up I was still in Jakes arms. I wished I could press pause on Time and stay in that moment for a little while longer. It was amazingly comfortable and I was sure I had not been this at peace since before Edward...

I felt my stomach tense and feel like it was dropping. I remembered what that feeling was... Anger. Why did I have to think of him? I was so content to lay here in the arms of the most amazing Man I had ever known and all I wanted to do was hold on to that for awhile but he ruined it. Just like he ruined everything... I felt my heart clench in pain. I was mad at Edward. No, I was pissed. Again. And this time, I didn't care if Alice was having a vision of this right now, and if Edward would see or already had that I wasn't sitting around wasting away waiting for him to come back around.

Why should it matter to me what he thinks? He left me. If he really doesn't want to be with me, and he obviously doesn't since he has been away for so long... God, why does it still hurt? Why can't I get past the pain already! I am mad at him! Isn't that enough to stop the hurting? I wanted to yell and scream at him... I knew what I had to do.

I sat up and was surprised. I had momentarily forgot about being with Jake. Oh, God, what do I tell him? He was still asleep, so I decided to try and slip away.... But if he woke up and I wasn't here he would be very upset... Shit! I didn't even have my truck. I could steal Jake's car...

No, he would really be mad then... I guess I will just have put it off a little longer then I thought. I laid back down next to Jake but my mind was buzzing and the last thing I wanted to do was sit still. I rolled and faced Jake. I kind of figured it would not be nice to just yell his name and wake him, so I tried to do it subtly.

He was sleeping on his back, so I snuggled closer to his side, wiggling a little more then I needed to. He simply scooped me up with one hand plastered me to his shirt clad chest. I could almost feel his heart pounding through his skin. I pushed my cheek right over it and sure enough I could feel the expansion with every beat I heard. For being so asleep, it was beating pretty hard and fast. Maybe he was dreaming?

I looked at his face and he looked perfectly serene. His eyes weren't even fluttering. As I studied his face I suddenly felt the need to touch his face. I reached my out my right hand to caress his jaw bone when the ring Jacob gave me caught my eye. I almost gasped, but held it in. I had somehow forgotten. Or maybe it was just because I wasn't used to seeing it there that made it catch my attention.

I completely forgot about touching his face for a second while I admired it from every angle. It was so beautifully crafted. So elegant. I had to admit, it looked great on my finger, there was just one thing wrong... It wasn't on the right finger. I don't know why that stood out to me so much. Maybe because I knew it was used as an engagement ring before is what made me feel like it was on the wrong hand. I mean, he didn't actually say, "Bella, will you marry me" or anything, he just wanted to show he loved me... I remembered that I wanted to touch him again. I contemplated moving the ring, but Jake's snore made me jump out of my trance.

I bit back a laugh. It was such a cute little snore. He was sleeping so well, and I really didn't want to wake him now. I carefully reached out again and grazed my fingers along his left cheek and down his jaw. His skin was hot. Not just warm, but hot. Pedro from Napoleon Dynamite "hh-aught." I was immediately concerned and I sat up so I could peer at him closely. I put the back of my hand to his forehead and he was burning up. He hadn't been acting sick at all but maybe at was from the rain. I wanted to wake him up and ask how he was but he never let me take care of him. The only thing he ever let me do for him was cook him something. He always, always, is the one taking care of me. But he hates it when I fuss over him, so I made up my mind I would just watch him closely to see if he did anything that was unusual, then if he did, I would tell Billy to take him to the doctor so he couldn't fight me about it. I smiled to myself. Diabolical was the word Emmet used, I think.

I knew it had to be getting really late and we needed to be decent lest anyone catch us like this. I decided a more direct course of action was necessary. I slithered my way onto Jake's chest and kissed him lightly on his lips. He made a little grunt noise that sounded like a protest, but wrapped his strong arms around my waist and held me to him. I kissed all around his mouth and down his neck. But when I realized I was waking something else up, I sat up quickly, made a little "tisk" noise and said, "Uh uh, Jake, no more for you." I tried to get away but just found myself flipped over with Jake's hard body pressing down on me. He kissed my neck and this time he did something new and bit down on my skin. I moan escaped before I could even think of holding it in. His hands were roughly roaming my body and I was more then ready for him. He just made it so hard to say no.

We didn't even bother taking off our own boxers since they were more then accommodating. Jake had already sprung out of his and all he had to do was part the flap on mine before he slid home. I gasped and clutched to his huge shoulders with my nails digging in his skin. Jake didn't seem to mind, he just pushed him self in deeper. Soon he picked up a little more pace but I wanted more. I slid my hands down to grasp his waist, dragging my nails the whole way, and pulled on him harder. He sat up a little and grabbed my hips. He had a look of complete determination on his face as he pounded into me, grunting a little with each thrust. I was moaning out senseless pleas and affirmations of pleasure. Edward was in my head but I mentally shouted him him to "Go Away! I am BUSY!" and blocked him out.

Jake's hold on my hips was probably tight enough to bruise and yet I wanted him to hold me tighter. He was drilling into me with what seemed to be his full force and I still wanted more. As I shuddered and exploded I clenched down on Jake and he came with my name on his lips and fell on top of me. As we laid together, trying to regain our normal breathing again I realized that I was addicted to the pleasure he could make me feel. I always felt so much better after and did until things were ruined but thoughts of Edward. Even with him still talking in the back of my head, if I wanted to and if I let it, the pleasure could drowned him out.

But no, it's not necessarily the pleasure. I mean, there would be no pleasure if it weren't for Jake. It was to him that I was addicted. I breathed in his masculine scent that I had come to associate with sex and could almost feel myself getting ready and wet for him again, despite my utter exhaustion. This man just might be the death of me.

After a few minuets Jake said he had better get me home. He kissed he deeply before getting off the bed. He put on a pair of jeans then went to get my cloths out of the dryer. When he came back in his room he had a mortified look on his face and all he said was "Bella, I'm so sorry," and handed me my clothes. I was about to ask him what was wrong when I heard Billy say, from the doorway, "Get dressed, Bella. We have to talk."

All the blood drained from my face as I stood, equally mortified, staring at Jake. He handed me my clothes and walked out. I hastily pulled my jeans on over his boxers and put on my bar and shirt. I wanted to keep his shirt too but I couldn't wear it home so I had to leave it. I carefully folded up the pair of sensible, plain pink panties I had been wearing and hid them under his pillow. I don't know what possessed me to do it, but I could just imagine what he would look like when he found them, and I knew he would be shocked that I did it. As I slowly walked out to the kitchen all I could think about was I needed to get some better underthings if someone was going to actually be seeing them now.

I sat next to Jake and he held my hand in a tight grip. He looked embarrassed about being caught, but he also had a look of defiance in his eyes, and I knew he was thinking the same thing I was. He did not regret it and was going to fight for our love. I wanted to tell him then how much I really, really, did love him but I figured now wasn't exactly the time. Billy studied us for a moment and then spoke first.

"So, how long as this been going on?"

Jake answered before I could even take a breath to answer, "It just started. Today was only the second..." He stopped there. I could tell he was trying to be as honest as possible but he couldn't really say it was only the second time. "... day that we did that." That was at least the truth.

"And are you being safe?" He had a stern look on his face like this was what he was worried about the most. This time, I answered.

"Yes, defiantly." Jake looked at me in confusion and Billy's eyes narrowed like a hawks. I elaborated. "I've been on birth control since I was 16. It helps regulate you." I said with a shrug, not really wanting to have this conversation with them. Billy visibly relaxed at that and I wondered if there was something more there then just being concerned about my getting pregnant. Did he not want me and Jake to be together?

"Well, Good." He looked me in the eyes and asked, "Are you going to tell Charlie?"

I blushed at the thought of that conversation, and quickly said, "Look, Charlie and I have a 'need to know' kind of relationship. I know how to handle this, and we are being safe about it, and if he knew it would just make everything very uncomfortable for everyone." I tried to put a little emphasis on the 'everyone'.

"I suppose you are right. But if he catches you doing what I just did, don't think he will do what I did and keep a cool head. He does carry a gun." He looked pointedly at Jake, who ducked his head a little but didn't take it laying down.

"I love her, Dad. And she loves me." Billy looked at me and then at our hands. He saw the ring and he suddenly looked like he was in a little pain. But he quickly smiled and said, "Your mother would have been so happy for you two." Then he wheeled himself away. I felt like crying, but I held it in. Jake turned to me and said, "Lets go."

It was still sprinkling while Jake drove me home, both of us lost in our own thoughts. He walked me to my door and kissed me sweetly, wishing me a goodnight. I reached up and stroked his face, noting he was still rather warm. As he walked away I admired his form. He had been growing faster then a weed lately and he had definitely grew into his body a little more. He was more defined and toned and looked like he was a lot older then what he was. My thoughts started to drift into a wonderfully naughty gutter, but I pulled them back out. I really didn't need to be thinking of that while I was talking to Charlie.

It turns out he had already ordered a pizza. We talked about our day and had a pleasant conversation while I ate my cheese pizza and dipped it Ranch Dressing. It was almost Nine o'clock so I said "Goodnight" and went to take a shower for school the next day. It was strange. Usually the weekend felt like it went by so slowly and I couldn't wait for school to start back, but now I was counting the hours until I could see Jake again.

My mind was in a NC-17 mood the whole time I was in the shower. I folded Jake's boxers and hid them in the bottom of my laundry basket, wondering if he had found his "present" yet. After I was dressed I went to the window out of habit and opened it. When I realized I was looking around for him I felt the rush of anger again and remembered my plan. It would have to wait till after school tomorrow. I slammed the window shut and glared at my reflection. Why couldn't I let go? Why did I still love him? Will it ever go away? Did I even want it too?

I threw my self on my bed and tried to sleep. I tossed and turned for almost an hour. It was no use. I was so attached to Jake I couldn't find a comfortable spot because none of them were in his arms. My phone buzzed on my nightstand where I had sat it to charge. Oh, thank God!

"Jake!" I answered, knowing he could hear how happy and awake I was.

"Bella, I'm sorry it's so late, but I couldn't sleep..."

"I know, me either. My bed is so cold. I wish you were here then I would be warm and comfy. I sleep so good when you are with me."

"I know what you mean. My bed feels so empty and I have nothing to hold."

I took a deep breath and said "God, I miss you..." At the same time Jake sighed and said, "God, I miss you..." We both chuckled quietly.

"I will see you tomorrow, won't I?" I asked.

"Of course. I can't wait to see you again..."

"I know. But hey, remember, the sooner you fall asleep, the closer you will be when you wake up!"

He laughed again and said, "Yeah, but I have school tomorrow and there is going to be no way I am going to be able to concentrate when I've got your panties in my pocket."

I gasped. I completely forgot! "Jake! You're a bad boy. Don't take those to school with you!"

"But I can't put them down. They smell like you." I could hear him inhaling deeply. Oh my... "Mmmm... You are an evil woman to tease me like this. I have a hard on that I can't get rid of thanks to you." But he didn't sound like he minded at all. In fact, I could tell he was enjoying this as much as I was. I wasn't even in the same room with him but I could still arouse him. And even though he wasn't here I could almost feel the heat coming off him and smell his manly scent that I works like an aphrodisiac on me. "I wish I was there with you, Bella. Do you want to know what I would do to you if I were?" he purred into the phone. I could feel my wetness pooling as I managed to croak out a "Yes."

"I would start off my removing every piece of your clothing that was keeping some part of you hidden. Then I want to kiss and lick and nibble on every last inch of your soft skin. I want to part you and taste your sweetness. I would lick and suck on you until you were begging me to enter you. Then I will add a finger and get you off until you couldn't stand it any longer. After I am sure you have had enough I am going to bury myself inside you and ride you until you have screamed yourself hoarse form it all." I wasn't sure when he went from saying what he wanted to do, to saying what he was going to do. "Right when you think you couldn't take it any more, I will flip you over and pound you until you clench around me, still begging me for more. I might even let you get on top and have your way with me. But I promise you, the next chance I get, I am going to drive you half insane with pleasure." I actually moaned out loud at the thought. I knew that not only could he do it, but that he had never broken a promise to me yet.

I decided to have some fun with him and let out a breathy "You promise?" He moaned my name in response and said, "You bet." I almost said for him to come and take his chance now, but like Billy said, Charlie owns a gun. I settled with a "So, around 4 tomorrow then?"

"Make it 3:30. I'll tell Billy I won't be stopping by after school. Oh, now I'm really not going to be able to concentrate..."