"Kristy, shhhh, it's okay. You're going to be okay," I told her, hugging her tighter. When I arrived at her house she was crying so much, hugging her knees whispering how she doesn't know what to do with her life anymore.
"B-but what about my dad! H-he's g-going to be s-so disappointed in m-me!" she sobbed.
"You are going to tell your dad, but you have to decide what you're going to do with the baby. Are you going to give it up for adoption? Keep it? Please just don't say you're going to get an abortion, cause you and I both know it's wrong."
She looked at me mortified. Tears were streaming down her face again, but she wasn't all choked up. "I would never have an abortion! I don't think I can give him up either!" she exclaimed holding her stomach where a little person is growing.
"You think it's going to be a boy?" I smiled at her.
"Yes. I just have a feeling. I want to keep it, Emily. I really do! I just. . . I think I'm just afraid to tell me dad. Will he be disappointed in me?" She looked worried again, and her eyes started to water up again.
"Kristy, you need to calm down. You can't stress out, it's bad for the baby," I told her, grabbing her hands in mine.
"You're right," she agreed, taking a few deep breaths, "I need to stop stressing," she sighed.
"Yes, so you need to come with me, to tell Embry this. I kinda ripped his head off. . . " I chuckled nervously.
"Sounds like you," she giggled, wiping her nose with a tissue.
"He feels terrible, Kristy. He understands what his mistake was. . . " I said quietly.
"He thinks this little guy is a mistake?" she asked, hurt lacing her voice.
"No, he wanted you to go to college. Embry didn't want this for you yet. He was thinking of marrying you after college, and go on from there, Kris," I admitted, even though I wasn't suppose to say anything. Oh well!
"Really?"
"Yes, really. Now come on, lets go."
~Impossibletobeloved~
When we arrived at my house, she jumped out of the car and ran to the house. I wanted to say aw. It was sweet to see my best friend and my brother reunited. I got out of the car, and walked over to my waiting puppy. Yes, I said puppy, even if he's a grown man.
"Hi," I said shyly, looking at my shoes.
He picked me up and swung me around, making me squeal. "All I get is a hi? I would've liked a kiss, or a make out session," he chuckled.
"You out of all people would want that," I laughed, smacking his chest so he could put me down.
He set me on my feet, and placed little kisses all over my face. I squealed, pushing on his chest. When his warm lips landed on my lips, my squealing stopped. I melted into his arms, my fingers tangled into his soft black hair. I jumped up, and wrapped my legs above his waist. His hands were squeezing my cheeks, making me moan into his mouth.
My head tilted to the side, letting his mouth attack my lips. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin, making me shiver at his touch. Oh, I wanted him inside me.
"Bedroom," I panted, having a hard time controlling my harsh breathing. He listened, running into the house, into my bedroom. He slammed the door with his foot, still attacking my neck. Hm, I wonder where Embry and Kristy are.
We fell onto my bed, my clothes being torn from my body. Jake's shirt and pants gone. I smiled at him, and brought his face down so I could kiss him. My teeth caught his bottom lip, and I bit down, making my man growl.
His fingers plunged inside of me, making me whimper at how good it felt. I bucked my hips, making his fingers go deeper in me. Fuck, this felt so fucking good! He curled his fingers, making me hit that one spot that made me see stars. How I love it when he hits that one spot.
"Mhhmmmmm. . . J-jake!" I moaned, making him fuck me harder with his huge fingers. The wonderful feeling started to pool in my stomach, but this time it quickly dropped down to my groin. "I'm going to c-come!" I panted. He didn't stop, but instead he went faster. Before I could say anything, I exploded, getting my juices all over his massive length and well-defined stomach. He started to kiss me, his dick right at my entrance.
He was teasing me, making me wetter than before. He would slip inside me, but quickly pull out. It felt so much better with out the condom. I was so tempted to fuck him with the condom. Maybe he could pull out before. . .
"Just fuck me! I want you to fuck me, now!" I yelled at him, too impatient for his stupid teasing.
"Someone's a little impatient," he said evilly, still pulling in and out of me.
"Jake! Please!" I pleaded.
He didn't say anything, but he sure did listen. He rammed into my warm cavern. It looked like he didn't care about the condom either. I gripped the sheets tightly, biting my lip to keep in a scream. He picked me up, and sat down on the bed. He grabbed his dick, placed it at my entrance. He dropped me right on his dick, and I gasped. His hands were on my waist, picking me up, and dropping me down. His length went all the way inside me. The feeling was so intense.
I clingged onto his, my hand grabbing a fistful of his hair, the other hanging behind him. He kept on ramming me, til' I came again.
"I'm almost there," he grunted. He laid me down, and started to pump himself. He tilted his head back, but then looked at me. His hand went faster and faster, the white sticky liquid shooting out, and landing on my stomach. I swirled my index finger around the goo, til' I got a good amount of it. I stuck the tip of my tongue out, and tasted it. Mmmm, sweet, just like him. I repeated the process, and just looked at Jake. His eyes were still clouded with lust.
"Round two?" I asked innocently, smiling.
He didn't respond, he just acted upon it. He made love to me again, and again. I was in pure bliss. Enjoying this while it lasts.
~Impossibletobeloved~
Jacob's POV
I woke up to the sound of giggling, and pans were banging against each other. What's going on downstairs?As I slipped on a pair of shorts and opened the door, I froze. Me and Embry just came out at the same time. His hair was messy, and he didn't have a shirt on. Did we have sex. . . at the same time? Okay, this is awkward. . .
"Hey. . . Jake," he said, looking down at the floor.
"Hey, Em. You have a good night?" I asked, rubbing the back of my neck.
"Uh yeah. You?"
"Yeah. . . You going to see what's happening downstairs?" I asked, making a gesture towards the kitchen.
"Yeah. . . " he responded. We just stood there for a minute, but when I heard the word fuck come from my Emily's mouth, I jetted downstairs.
"What happened? Are you okay?" I asked frantically, looking at my goddess.
"Yeah, everything's fine, just cut myself," she told me, giving me an apologetic smile.
Oh she was so hot, wearing a tank top, and some nice fitting booty-shorts. I wanted to fuck her again, but restrained the urge. Embry was standing behind me, staring at his imprint. Kristy was just cooking. I wasn't really sure whether or not he was staring at her, or the food. . .
"So you're okay?" I asked her again.
"Yeah, it already healed. No need to go over-protective," she rolled her eyes at me.
I stuck my tongue out at her, making her blush. Haha, I think she understood what I was trying to do. I could do anything to her in bed.
"So, what are we going to do today?" I asked, grabbing a piece of bacon off the plate. Emily hit me behind the head, scolding me.
"Kristy and Embry are going to a doctor's appointment. Seeing as they want to know how far along she is," Em explained.
"Cool, but I was talking about you and me." I wiggled my eyebrows making sure she would get the hint.
"I am going to help Seth with his homework. You are going on patrol," she gave me an evil smile, and I scowled at her.
"Wow, not cool," I muttered.
"Well, after all, you're the one who set up the patrolling schedule," she snickered. "For a dog, you really aren't that smart."
I growled at her, and she just smirked at me. Damn her. Trying to push my damn buttons! Two can play at this game. . .
"Well, you scream 'Bitch' when someone sees you," I said, but regretted it. Shit! I'm going into the dog house tonight.
"You want to see me be a bitch! I could fucking show you!" Shit, I'm dead. . .