Chapter 20
"I guess I should get home so I can cook dinner for Charlie," Bella told Jacob back in the car.
"Didn't he tell you? He's coming here with a pizza to watch the game with my dad."
Bella let out a sigh of relief. "That sounds good. When is he coming?"
"Around seven."
They both pointedly looked at the clock on the dashboard. It was 4:19.
"So I still get to hang out with you for the rest of the day?" Bella asked.
"You couldn't get rid of me if you tried." Jacob meant it as a reference to the imprint, but then he remembered the new dangers of leaving her alone. He wouldn't be letting her out of his sight any time soon.
"So what do you want to do?" he asked.
"Honestly, I could use a nap. This day has been way too eventful already, and I have to be back here at midnight," said Bella.
Jacob turned into his driveway and pulled the car into the garage. They got out and walked around to the front of the house.
"It looks like Dad's over at the Clearwaters' until dinner," Jacob observed at the apparent lack of Billy's presence.
"Translation—I can take a nap in your bed instead of Rachel and Rebecca's room?" Bella laughed.
"Yep, that's about right," he said sheepishly. Okay, so having Bella in his bed had a few advantages. But if she wanted a nap, he wasn't going to pressure her. A nap with Bella sounded nice.
"Mind of I tag along?" Jacob asked as he pushed open his bedroom door. He hoped she wouldn't read too much into it. He was going to behave if that's what she wanted.
"I'd like that," said Bella. She couldn't help but wondering if he had other things on his mind now that they were about to get into bed together in an empty house. The truth was she had other things on her mind now that they were alone. What healthy girl could be alone in a bedroom with Jacob and NOT let her mind wander a little? Still, for now, she just really needed a nap.
Jacob pulled back the sheets of the unmade bed and climbed in. Bella sat on the other side and pulled off her shoes before snuggling down into the heat of his body. He laid an arm over her waist and kissed her on the cheek before laying his head on the pillow. Within minutes, they were both asleep.
When Bella woke, she was the hottest she had ever been in her life. Literally. Sleeping next to Jacob was like cuddling with an open flame. There was so much body heat building up under the covers that she could feel damp places on the sheets from her sweat. She checked the digital clock and was relieved to see that it was only 4:45. Reassured that no dads would be popping in, she stripped off her t-shirt and jeans, then resumed her position next to Jacob and fell back to sleep.
When Jacob woke, he felt like he was on fire. He couldn't tell if it was just the added body heat of having a second person in his bed, or if it was his body's own reaction to the specific body lying next to his, but it was definitely sweltering under the sheets. He threw back the sheet immediately and felt himself instantly harden at the sight. For some unknown (but very welcome) reason, Bella was only wearing a bra and panties. He propped himself up on his elbow and took in the beauty of her form.
She was still curled against his chest and stomach, her body the perfect molding for his own. She was wearing a white bra with the slightest hint of a lace trim. He was tempted to sit up to get a better look from the front, but he didn't dare move and wake her. Her panties had some strange yellow pattern on them. He stared into it like a 3D eye puzzle for a moment, then stifled a wave of laughter. The yellow pattern was a multitude of cartoon ducks. The little ducks were absurdly attractive to him in the same way that her bed head made him want to kiss her. He would marry this woman one day, and she would bring her ducky briefs and messy hair with her into his life and make him the happiest man on earth.
When Bella woke again, the first thing she felt was the uneasy sensation that she was being watched. The second thing she felt was a hot pressure pressing just under her left thigh.
She turned over to find Jacob staring back at her.
"Good morning," he said, despite the fact that the clock read 6:00 PM.
"It must be," said Bella as she looked pointedly towards his crotch with an amused look on her face.
"Morning wood?" he offered as an excuse.
"It's not morning," she argued.
"In all fairness, it's not wood, either," he said matter-of-factly.
Bella grinned and crawled closer so she could kiss those teasing lips. Jacob leaned into the kiss with his entire body and carefully lifted her thigh and hitched it over his own. She could feel his erection pressing into her inner thigh.
She was hit with a wave of lust when she felt Jacob's hand trail from her hip and down her outer thigh before snaking in to rest on her inner thigh, about an inch too far away. It was like the movie theatre all over again, and her body was begging his hand to close the gap. He began to rub slow circles on the sensitive skin of her thigh, mimicking the motions she longed for him to perform just a few inches higher. Her body let out an impatient moan.
His finger traced two inches higher but veered right, once again stopping just short of where she wanted him. He was going to drive her crazy. He finally gave in and came to rest in the exact right spot. He began to rub those delicious circles, then started giggling.
"What?" Bella asked impatiently.
"I'm sorry, Bells. It's the ducks. I realized I'm petting ducks," he sniggered again.
"Oh for God's sake, Jake!" She lifted her hips and yanked her panties off roughly, then tossed them out of sight.
"Better?"
He nodded with a smile. She was cute when she was mad, but he knew better than to say so. His hand slipped behind Bella's back and expertly snapped the bra open with the flick of a thumb and forefinger. He smiled to himself knowing that those secret trips to Rebecca and Rachel's underwear drawer with Quil and Embry had finally paid off. This was so much more rewarding than disrobing Embry.
Bella slipped the bra off slowly and dropped it over the edge of the bed, feeling oddly confident being naked in front of Jacob.
Jacob grinned like a fool and brought his hand back between her legs. The skin to skin contact was enough to make her gasp, and he felt his own body respond in an almost painful way at the sound. He resumed the circles and watched hungrily as Bella bit her lip, clearly enjoying what he was doing.
When he brought that hot mouth down onto her breast, she felt a tingling sensation somewhere in her lower back. This mouth was made for her body. He rubbed and he licked and he bit, and Bella was in ecstasy. She needed him inside of her. Now. If they had a condom, she would have flipped him over and straddled his hips at that very moment.
Jacob was surprised when he felt Bella's hand grasp his own and guide him down to her entrance. Slowly, he inserted one finger. The slick walls inside felt just as hot as his own body. He began the motions he knew she craved, and he brought his thumb up to rub in a dual motion.
"Oh, Jake!" she moaned. He sported a smug grin knowing that he had caused that outburst.
"Faster!" she whispered, eyes closed. He obliged.
Moments later, her back arched and she let out a whimper as she squeezed Jacob's shoulder with enough strength to leave a bruise on any other human.
She sighed a noisy sigh and wiped her hair from her face as her muscles began to relax once again.
He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips.
"I'm going to have to consider making naptime with Jacob Black a routine," said Bella.
"Promise?" he asked.
"So long as no one else is around," she amended. She hadn't been quite as noisy as she expected, but no way was she taking any chances.
"Seriously, Jake. If I didn't know any better, I would think you've been practicing."
"I have. In my mind every day for the past year." He was grinning a 100-watt smile that made her want to kiss every one of his teeth.
Suddenly, Jacob jerked his head up and stared intently at the door.
"Shit. Someone's pulling up in the driveway."
Bella tried to scramble out of bed, but her feet were tangled in the discarded sheet. She almost toppled out of bed headfirst, but a strong tan arm pulled her upright again.
Jacob laughed. "Easy, Bells."
"Easy for you to say. You're not naked."
"No, but I've got a raging boner," he said, remembering the inconvenience just as he said it. He jumped out of bed and grabbed a pair of jeans that would better disguise the bulge, but watching her get dressed wasn't helping.
Bella quickly fastened her bra, then pulled her shirt over her head. She picked up her jeans expecting her underwear to be hidden somewhere within, but they weren't.
"Jake! My underwear!"
She looked under the bed and pulled back the sheets, but they were nowhere.
"Damn it!" She shouted, foregoing the ducklings and pulling on her jeans.
"Commando; nice!" Jacob commented as he zipped his own jeans uncomfortably and very carefully. He grabbed a wrinkled t-shirt from the floor but knew there wasn't time to put it on.
He sprinted to the window and shoved it open so hard that a few pieces of splintered wood fell from the pane. The front door was opening.
"Hurry!" he whispered and motioned towards the window. He lifted her torso and she guided her feet out the open window. He was in the middle of forcing his own huge frame through when the sound of Billy's wheelchair came dangerously close to the door. There was no way he could close the window in time. He settled for yanking the curtains shut and jumped just as the doorknob turned. He silently prayed that he had pulled the ancient curtains tightly enough to hide the open window.
With his feet back on the ground again, he stealthily turned with a finger to his lips, ready to grab Bella and head for the garage. He was horrified to find Bella's face accompanied by two large grins. Quil and Embry looked to be dying a slow and painful death of silent laughter. By some miracle, he rallied them all to the garage without getting caught.
Under cover of the garage, Quil and Embry burst out laughing with tears in their eyes.
"Oh man! That was better than TV any day!" Quil exclaimed. He crouched and held a finger to his lips, mimicking Jacob.
"Alright, pay up. That's ten bucks," Embry said to Quil.
"Alright, alright." Quil laughed as he reached for his wallet.
"What the hell are you guys doing here?" Jacob whispered in a tone that clearly said he wanted to shout.
"We dropped Seth off and saw Billy there at the Clearwaters'. He said you guys were watching the game tonight and asked if we were interested in tagging along," Embry explained. He left out the part where he and Quil had looked knowingly at each other upon seeing Billy and then invited themselves over, knowing that Jacob and Bella were alone at home.
"We saw the perfect opportunity for little wager and jumped on it," Quil grinned.
"What was the bet?" Bella asked. Her cheeks were bright red.
"Embry here guessed that you guys would make it out alright," Quil explained. "No pun intended, of course. I put my money on you getting caught."
"Get out!" Jacob yelled.
"Aw, come on, man. I get $10, you don't get busted, and we all get a good laugh. No harm done," said Embry. He started to add 'you got laid' to the list of pros, but then thought better. If it was true, Jake would kill him for mentioning it in front of Bella. If it wasn't, Jake would kill him even faster for interrupting.
"How long were you outside of that window?" Jacob demanded. They were all used to instant replays and reruns of their most intimate moments, but no way was he letting these douchebags have a front row seat.
"Not long enough. We rode over with Billy. Told him to go on in and we'd come get you if you were in the garage," said Embry.
"Don't you ever pull a stunt like that again, Call." Jacob glared down at Embry. Wolf genes or not, Jacob still had a few inches on Embry, and several more on Quil. It lent itself well to intimidation tactics.
"Alright, loverboy. We get it," said Quil, pulling lightly on Jacob's arm.
"Do you?" He turned the gaze on Quil and closed the space between them with a single step.
"Yeah, loud and clear." Quil finally took a serious tone and took a step back.
"Why don't we all go inside? Billy's probably wondering what happened to us," Bella suggested, desperately hoping to diffuse the situation. The two idiots needed a good scare so it wouldn't happen again, but she didn't want Jacob to actually punch one of his best friends. She took Jacob's hand and started to steer him away.
"Right, inside. And not a word of this to my Dad," he glared. He hoped that between their little talk and the alpha blood that ran dormant through his veins, the two dumbasses would keep their traps shut.