WARNING Lemon Meringue Pie Included, those sensitive to either Lemons or Pies look no further. Lots of OOC Lemonyness. You have been warned!!
Those who find themselves indulging in the pie and finding themselves thinking WTF? stick with it all will become clear.
Trust me Stephenie Meyer wouldn't want it.
11
Stroke
I grasped the handle on the door of the cruiser; Charlie entered the drivers' side close behind me. There was a heavy silence in the air; you know the kind where you can actually hear the silence.
Charlie pushed the key into the ignition and fired up the engine.
"Buckle up" Oh... shit, I could tell from the tone of his voice that I was in for a rough ride home.
Charlie glared at me as he flicked the headlights on and slowly reversed the cruiser off the grass. "What?" for the first time in my life I was talking to Charlie like I was a teenager with a bad attitude.
"Don't 'what' me lady, you know fine well what. What the hell was that all about?"Charlie was furious.
"Dad, don't start" a pleading tone seeped into my voice.
"Don't start...don't start? What the hell do you expect Bella. You just made out with Jake at a fucking funeral for Christ sake. How do you expect me to react? You were totally disrespectful towards Sue, Leah and Seth. And what's more this, this is the way I have to find out that you and Jake are together? You could have told me before." Sweat was beading on his forehead. I had never seen Charlie so angry. He never used profanities, especially not in front of me.
"You seem to have a bit of a conflict there Charlie, what bothers you more, me and Jake sharing a kiss at a funeral, or me not telling you we were together before now?" I was on a suicide mission now, my mouth had gone into overdrive and I was now careering dangerously close to the precipice.
"Do not use that smart ass tone with me Isabella," he was roaring over the sound of the engine now. I had really pissed him off. "You are grounded, and what's more, I am driving you back to La Push first thing tomorrow morning and you are personally going to apologise to Sue and her family for your lack of respect." Charlie's breath huffed in his chest.
This was not the talk I had been expecting. I had thought he might have mumbled a few uncomfortable sentences about being careful and not getting too serious with Jake but not this. We sat in silence for the rest of the journey. I could feel my face glowing hotter as the moments passed by. How dare he speak to me like that, I wasn't a child anymore, he didn't have any say over my life, or what I did with my boyfriend, or where I did it.
We drove up the hill towards the house. Charlie hadn't uttered another word since his rant. I chose now to break the silence. "You know what Dad? I don't have a problem apologising to the Clearwater's for any offence I caused them, but I will not apologise for not telling you about Jake and I before hand." Charlie turned his glare on me again, but he was going to hear what I had to say. "Jake and I only agreed we were together today. I didn't have time to fill you in before the funeral." Charlie's look softened; he rolled his eyes and swallowed hard.
"Bells, you don't need to apologise for that, I should be apologising for how I just spoke to you. I'm so sorry Bella" he hung his head in shame. Charlie had had a rough day. Harry and he had been fishing buddies. He was still raw with grief over his friends' untimely passing. I placed my hand on his shoulder to offer him some comfort. He raised his hand and patted the back of mine before turning to me and mouthing "sorry". I shook my head to dismiss him.
"It's okay dad. Are you ready to go in the house?" I smiled at him gently.
"No, just give me a few minutes Bells, I'll be in right behind you" He hung his head back against the head rest and closed his eyes. I quietly exited the car and made my way up the stairs and through the front door.
The light was on at the top of the stairs, I was sure I had put them all off before Jake and I left, saying that, my head had been all over the place earlier thanks to the hot sexiness that is Jacob Black. I let my mind wander back to our encounter on the kitchen table this afternoon.
Jake had felt fantastic as he rocked himself against me; his kisses were tender and gentle beyond belief, the movement of his tongue against my bare skin had set my nerves alive. It was the first time I had ever been touched like that and I have to say I was hoping it wouldn't be the last or that I wouldn't have to wait too long before he tested the lines again.
I smiled sheepishly to myself, content in the knowledge that I would at least have this memory to tide me over until I next saw him.
Charlie entered the front door to find me staring at the kitchen table with a goofy grin on my face.
"You okay Bells?
"Uh...yep. I'm going to bed now dad, it's been a long day."
"Okay... night Bells"
"Night Dad" I turned on my heels and headed up the stairs to my room. Despite the car journey from hell I'd just be subjected to, I had just experienced the most perfect day of my life. I nipped the back of my hand to make sure I wasn't dreaming again. Nope I was wide awake. Which meant everything that had happened today was real. Quite a nice change for me.
I removed my shoes and grabbed my bathroom bag before I padded along the hall to the bathroom to commence my bedtime cleaning routine.
I grappled in my bag for the strawberry glycerine soap bar, my face flannel and my toothbrush. The soap wasn't there. I emptied the bag onto the counter and took stock of its contents. The soap, a lip balm and my conditioner were gone. I must have just thrown them into my room what with all the confusion this morning. I had everything I needed for now; I could replace the other stuff before my morning shower.
I finished getting washed and made my way to my bedroom. My bed was becoming more inviting as I cleared the clothes I had worn today into the laundry basket. I swear I would never look at the lid of one of these in the same way after this mornings' escapade.
I climbed into my bed. Tonight was not a night for nightmares, the hole on my chest was gone now and I was sure only sweet dreams of Jake would follow.
oooOooOooOooOooo
The eyes, the burning red eyes trapped me within their glare. I looked frantically around for somewhere to hide, a boulder or tree; anything, the landscape was barren, there was no vegetation only burning hot shards of stone. I was in my bare feet again. The shards, sending shooting pains trough my feet and ankles. I needed to hide.
I shook myself awake from the nightmare only to find Jake standing by the side of my bed. He dropped onto his knees and drew me into his arms, his shoulders were shaking and he was sobbing hard. I met him with a fierce embrace "Jake what's wrong? What is it? Are you hurt?" he didn't answer; he just continued to reap soundless sobs into my shoulder. "Jake, please, tell me what's wrong, what happened?" Jake broke his grasp on my shoulders and brought his hand to my face, running his thumb across my cheek as though he was wiping away a tear.
I couldn't bear to see Jake like this, whatever had happened he was badly shaken, but I could sense he wasn't going to tell me why.
I looked into the deep pools of tears where Jakes eyes had once sparkled. I swear when I looked into Jakes eyes, I could see his soul.
He inched his face forwards then drew me into a kiss; I could taste the salt from his tears.
His moist lips were like soft pillows and they moved like a warm breeze against mine. I could see the need in his eyes. He needed to kiss me ; to fully explore my mouth with his tongue. His eyes caught my gaze and he stared into them as he gently lapped at my top lip. I had never experiences anything so erotic in my life. I caught his tongue in my teeth, then gently sucked the length of it into my mouth; then released and slowly sucked it back in again, Jake closed his eyes and moaned into my mouth.
He brought his hands to rest on mine then began to trace his fingers along the length of my arm and across my collar bone as he continued his assault on my mouth. I wanted to feel his hands all over me; to have him hold me close and never let go.
His hand continued on its journey grazing my breast through the thin material of my pyjama top. My nipples rose to meet his touch. He gently circled them with the tips of his fingers and planted a tender kiss on each, before meeting my hungry gaze and bringing his lips down on my collarbone again, sucking gently on the taught skin that covered it.
His hand inched down towards the top of my sweat pants. He snuck a finger inside the waistband and ran it the length of the material. I was momentarily paralysed as I realised the very likely destination of his wandering hand. He chuckled into the darkness as he sensed my apprehension and withdrew his finger. He stealthily moved himself onto the bed beside me and locked one of my legs in his; then he slowly dipped the tips of his fingers underneath the flimsy material that covered my breasts and stomach sending a million butterflies bashing around inside me. He lingered there for a moment as if deliberating on which direction to go, north or south.
He raised my top slightly before drawing his nails tenderly across the sensitive skin just above my waist band then he dropped his head and started to draw circles on my neck and collar with his tongue, increasing the pressure he applied with each flick, The movement was driving me mad, I could feel a pool of wet warmth gather in my underwear. Jake drew a lung full of air "hmmm, nice...inviting... " he could smell my readiness and liked it. An ache was gathering between my legs and I knew in that instant that I wanted to Jake to ease it. Tonight.
"hmmm... north for now I think" his voice was dripping with sex and he was being quite the masochist. I could feel the hardness of him against my thigh as he gently pressed himself against me seeking temporary relief . His hand journeyed up towards my breasts. A thought flashed through my mind. No one's ever touched me like this.
His hand toyed with the sensitive skin under my breast and then he relented and teased my nubs alive to meet his touch. The feel of his rough finger tips circling my nipples was tantalising. I wanted to feel him against me with no barriers. I wanted to him rock his throbbing hardness into me and find relief in the warmth of my wet core.
I stripped the top away and arched my back; giving him the invitation to do what he pleased, I was his now, he could have me any way he chose.
He dipped his mouth and mirrored the movements of his fingers with his tongue, gently lapping at each nipple and almost sending me over the edge. He could feel my need for him now and I could tell from his increasing pressure on my leg he was also getting off on the frantic noises that were now escaping from me with each passing breath.
"Behave Bella or you might get something your not ready for" he teased, his breath was hot against my breast. I could feel the wetness flood into my panties again. He inhaled, shaking his head before releasing a deep growl, "Fuck Bella, I swear to god, if you don't stop that I'm going to fuck you right now." Now that's what I was talkin about. I wanted Jacob Black inside me, filling me up and thrusting against me. I had a feeling I was going to get my way.
He drew his tongue down the length of my torso and licked the patch of skin under my waist band. Flashes rippled across my eyes, the anticipation building like a fire in my belly. I lifted my hips so he could remove my sweats and panties with ease. He gently pulled off the offending items of clothing and tossed them onto the floor. I watched as he took in the sight of me writhing on the bed. I needed him inside me now. He read my mind, "Uh-uh Bella... you're not ready yet" he was going to tease me to death, I swear. He cocked his eyebrow at me before settling himself back on the bed, positioning himself in between my legs.
I gasped as he made contact with my wet lips. His fingers glided over my clitoris; a spot of divine torture I was now discovering. I arched against his touch, willing him to increase the pressure. He sensed what I wanted and settled a finger on either side of the sensitive little nub and begun to stroke it and give it gentle pulls as his fingers slipped over it, I rose and fell under his touch. Jake was an expert with his fingers
Slowly I could feel the pressure building and the wetness increasing between my legs. I bucked my hips to match his movements and looked down towards him; meeting his eyes with mine. He continued to stroke me, as he did, I felt him run the fingers of his other hand around my opening, threatening to touch me in places no one had ever been.
I deepened the movements of my hips to let him know what I wanted. He gently slid the full length of his finger inside me, continuing to tease my clitoris.
"Uh... fuck... Jake...fuck..." I let the words fall from my lips.
He started to increase the depth and speed of his assault on my core, wetness spilled once more from within me. His fingers continued to dig deep inside me, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my veins. My thighs began to tighten as my body begun to surrender to his touch.
"Uh....fuck... Jake... I'm gonna cum" No sooner had I breathed the words; I felt myself spill over the top, a cool breeze washed over my body as my internal muscles collapsed one on top of the other in a surge of heaven. Jake dipped his head between my legs and gently licked around my sensitive nub whilst continuing to slowly stoke my core.
He was touching my soul.
I was jerked out of my dream with that uncanny feeling that I was being watched. It took me a moment to realise what was happening. Jake was standing at the foot of my bed with a longing look in his eyes, holly shit, he was butt naked and very obviously turned on.
He had just watched me jacking off, to what was now officially my favourite fantasy of all time.
"Bella... fuck... sorry...I..."
Before I could stop him, Jake jumped out of the window and ran towards the woods.
Hmmm...I wonder if SM has Dreams like this one?
I appologise now for the sickness that is my obsession with Jacob Black
Only review this one if you want to...hmph.
