Sex Scene on Jacob Black N Pack!

FF Chapter 19

The lovers breathed heavily as their sweat-slicked bodies lied against each other. After a few moments, Bella finally rolled off of Paul, breaking the intimate connection between their bodies. After their breathing evened out, Paul was able to speak.

"So does this mean you're not leaving?"

Bella laughed. "Aren't you going to compliment me on my cowgirl skills?"

"Hmm, I've seen better."

Bella gasped and hit Paul as he laughed and grabbed her hands. He looked at her seriously. "Best I've ever had." And she knew he meant it as she watched him kiss her hands.

She stared at him intently. Somehow she just knew he meant what he said. That was why she knew she had made the right decision.

"You too. And I'm not just saying it because you're the only I've ever had."

Paul's smile was wide, and it was vibrant, and it was authentic. And Bella loved it. She gripped his cheek in her hand as his eyes glided over her face.

"So now you answer my question," he said. "Are you staying?"

"Well…for the most part I am…"

"What does that mean?" Paul asked as he sat up. He didn't know what she meant but he wasn't sure he liked the way this was going.

Bella sat up, too. "I am staying. But I thought that it would do me some good to go to New York for a couple of weeks. Probably until the end of the summer."

Paul nodded in understanding. So, that wasn't so bad. But being there without Bella for a couple of weeks? He had spent the last two months or so with Bella almost non-stop. He wasn't sure he or his wolf would be okay with her being so many miles away, especially for such an extended period of time.

He licked his lips slowly. "So…you're going to New York…but only until the end of the summer."

She nodded. "Yes."

"By yourself?"

"No."

"With your mom?"

"No."

"With…Leah?"

Bella smiled. "No."

"…With Jacob?" Paul felt his wolf rising to the surface at the prospect of Jacob being alone with his girl for weeks. Didn't she know that he would only try to take advantage of her?

Bella laughed and shook her head. "No, silly."

Paul was becoming annoyed. He didn't like being kept in the dark, especially when it came to Bella. "With who? Charlie?"

Bella shook her head. "No. With you. I mean, if you'll have me."

Paul stared at her.

He really stared at her.

Damn, this girl was everything.

"What do you mean if I'll have you? You're the only one I'll have," Paul murmured as he grabbed her by the back of her neck and began to pull her closer. She put her hand on his chest.

"So does that mean you'll accompany me?"

"Was there ever any question?"

Bella smiled as she looked at Paul. Even when he was angry with her, there was never any question. She knew what he wanted, and it was her. She placed her palm back on his cheek.

"Never."

They leaned in at the same time. As Paul's lips slid against Bella's and Bella's arms wrapped around Paul's neck, both couldn't help but think that they had finally found what they were missing but didn't know they were looking for.

An hour later, Paul found himself outside of Jake's place. He paced back and forth on his porch. He knew Jacob was inside. Sooner or later, he would come out.

Paul was right.

A few minutes after Paul arrived, Jacob was opening the door and joining him on the porch. They both sat on the steps in silence.

"So you guys are going to New York."

Paul nodded. "I thought she would take you before she would take me."

"So did I," Jake admitted before they laughed. The two sat in a slightly awkward silence until Jake broke it again. "Look, I guess at some point I figured that she would choose you. That's probably why it was easier for me to accept it. I knew she had an attraction to me but she was sure about you. She wouldn't have…given you her virginity if she weren't."

Paul could sense how difficult this was for Jacob to say. He respected him for it. Bella was a special girl and he didn't know what he'd do if he had to give her up. He probably would never stop trying to win her over. It was Bella. She was it for him. He knew it and his wolf knew it. There was no way they'd ever let her go. And if Paul were being honest, he'd admit that they were both happy they didn't have to fight their brother over her anymore. It just made everything that more final.

Paul nodded in response to Jake's observation. "She wouldn't have. For what it's worth, I'm sorry."

Jake looked at Paul for a second and chuckled. "No, you're not."

Paul laughed loudly into the night. "You're right, I'm not. I am sorry that you're hurting, man. I know you love her."

Jake nodded solemnly. "I do. Which is why I want her to be happy. But you need to know that if you ever hurt her…"

"Yeah, yeah," Paul murmured.

"I'm serious, Lahote. I'll rip you to pieces. And you know I mean it."

Paul smirked and nodded. "I'm not even mad at you, bro. You have my permission to fuck me up if I ever do anything to hurt her. I know I won't, though."

Jacob nodded in understanding. They were both doing a lot of that. "You really love her, don't you?"

"I do."

Jake knew that was as much as he was going to get out of Paul. And it was okay with him. He knew that out of anyone, besides himself, Paul would be the one to protect Bella with his life. It made it that much easier to trust him with her. He was hurting because he thought that Bella was it for him, but he knew that if that were the case she would have felt it, too.

The two men stayed silent as they looked out into the distance. Finally, a type of peace settled over them as their wolves came to an unspoken understanding.

Renee's hands ghosted over the photos that sat above the fireplace in Charlie's living room. She was surprised to see that there was still a picture of the two of them from their earlier days as a couple. They were on the beach and he was carrying her on his back. They both were smiling brightly.

Renee didn't think that she would be in this place ever again – not just in Charlie's home, not just in Forks, but in a place where she could see herself with Charlie again. It was so crazy to her. Just a little while ago she thought that she would be doomed to years-long flings with younger guys who liked cougars – or, older young women as Renee liked to refer to them. But now, here she was, back in a town and a place she never thought she'd be. It was under awful circumstances but Renee couldn't help but think that maybe it was a blessing in disguise – of course she would never consider what happened to her daughter a blessing but it gave them both an opportunity and it taught them both a lesson. It gave Bella the opportunity to make things official with Paul and it taught her to stand up for herself and for her rights. It gave Renee the opportunity to start over and it taught her that sometimes, no matter how hard one tried to avoid them, some things were just inevitable. It was a hard truth but it was one that Renee had to deal with.

Speaking of things she had to deal with, this…thing with Charlie had to be cleared up. She wasn't quite sure what it was. When Bella announced that she would be going to New York for a couple of weeks, Charlie had assumed that Renee would be going with her. Boy was he surprised when Renee asked if she could stay. She knew she would never forget the look on his face. It was a mixture of shock and relief. The blush on his face gave that last feeling up.

The two had become closer over the past few weeks – they spent time together while Bella was in the hospital, and when she was out. But there was also someone else she had spent some time with: Paul's father. Damn.

It wasn't really on purpose. She had run into him around town and they would just get to talking…and maybe a little bit of flirting. Paul's father was definitely attractive—very attractive—but he was some years younger than her and she did not want to be doomed to another damned years-long fling with a younger guy! And when she was being honest with herself, she knew she also didn't want to get involved in something with someone else when she still had these lingering feelings for her ex-husband.

Renee was jolted out of her thoughts when she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She looked up to see Charlie looking back at her with a slight blush on his cheeks. Gosh, this man blushed for absolutely anything!

"I never could get rid of that photo," he said as he walked closer.

She smirked. "Maybe it's because you're still trying to hold on to the strength you had as a teen."

Charlie laughed. He'd usually grunt when someone said something like that but he wanted to impress her.

"For that and…other reasons," Charlie said as he scratched his head and walked over to the couch. Renee smiled at his discomfort. He was always the cutest when he was uncomfortable. She followed him over to the couch.

"Yeah, we were happy then," she filled in for him. He nodded solemnly.

"Renee, you have no idea how much it hurt me to see you hurting. You and Bella were my everything and when you guys left, my whole world fell apart. I know that it was my fault for not being able to protect you enough. I'm sorry, Renee. I'm so damn sorry."

Renee didn't expect that at all. She knew that Charlie felt guilty—most of that was her fault—but if he ever admitted to it, she didn't expect to hear it so soon. She definitely wasn't accustomed to Charlie being so open about his feelings. But she was happy because although they were only a few sentences, she knew he needed to get them out. She had to get something out, too.

She tentatively raised her hand to his cheek. "Oh, Charlie," she murmured. His face was redder than she had ever seen it and to her, he had never been more endearing. "I don't blame you, Charlie. Not anymore. I did before. I blamed you for a really long time but eventually I came to realize that it wasn't your fault, none of it was. I was just so hurt and I was looking to blame anyone. I was angry at the whole world at that time. But it took years away from you to recognize that I made the wrong choice, Charlie. I should have been strong enough to stay with you, strong enough to raise my daughter with you, right here where we both belonged. So, I'm sorry, Charlie. I am."

One thing that always worked for Charlie and Renee was that while Charlie was very reluctant to share his thoughts and feelings, Renee wasn't. With just one look, with just one touch, Renee was able to portray how both parties were feeling. And Charlie always understood.

He leaned in.

Right upstairs, Bella packed the last of her bags, which included Leah's floral and bridesmaid magazines. The least she could do, since she wasn't going to be around to plan for the last two weeks of August, was choose the flowers and the dresses. She would take pictures of what she chose and send them online or by phone to Leah. Leah didn't care how, just as long as she didn't have anything to do with the picking. "It's the maid of honor's job anyway," she had said as she put the magazines in Bella's hands.

As Bella zipped her bag up, she looked around her room. For the first time in a while, she felt…at peace. She was at peace with her decision. She knew that if she had decided to leave for good, she would miss out on so many things, so many people. She couldn't let the decisions of some bigoted, immature girls control her life. Her mother had made that choice but Bella learned from her mistakes.

Speaking of, Bella was proud of Renee. She still wasn't sure if anything was really going on between her parents but she wouldn't be surprised if she and Paul came back in a couple of weeks to news of their reunion. She looked forward to it. She had liked Phil but Charlie was her mother's soul mate, if such a thing existed. Bella believed it did.

And for some absurd reason, she believed Paul could be hers.

Usually, she'd call someone silly for believing that of someone they had only been seeing for a little over two months – especially if that person had only fully remembered one month spent with that someone – but this was a world where vampires and wolves existed. Why couldn't she know who her soul mate was within a few months? Even if before she started dating him she couldn't stand him and he slept around with tons of girls.

Okay, this was starting to sound bad.

Downstairs, Charlie and Renee were still going at it—quite heavily—on the couch. That was until the doorbell rang. Renee and Charlie abruptly pulled away and looked everywhere but each other.

"Ummm…" Renee murmured as her hand lazily wiped at her mouth.

"Uh, yeah," Charlie stammered as he tried to figure out what to say. He tugged at his mustache. "I think I'll answer the door."

"Yeah," Renee laughed out as she sat back and watched him walk to the door. Her skin and lips were in flames as she tried to process what happened. She hadn't felt that way since…since all of those years ago when she was with Charlie. What she felt with Phil was hot, and it was fun, and it was exciting. But this? This was hot but in a completely different way. It was heat that arose from the rediscovery and reconnection of something that had been lost for so long, something that she knew both she and Charlie had always missed.

And as Paul walked in and greeted Charlie and Renee, Renee couldn't help but think about how her rediscovery of something lost led to her daughter's own discovery of something she had but couldn't afford to lose.

Paul shut Bella's bedroom door. "You know, we really have to christen this place once we get back."

She smirked as she handed him her bags. "Not with my parents in the house."

"Why not? They were about to get it on while you were up here."

Bella raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Paul nodded. "If Charlie's blush and Renee's red lips…and scent…tell us anything, it's that they were getting hot and heavy until I so rudely interrupted."

Bella laughed quietly into Paul's chest. "Ewww! Let's leave them to it then."

Paul nodded and began to walk towards the door. "Or we could have a quickie in here while they continue downstairs."

"Ugh!" She pushed him as hard as she could as they laughed and continued down the stairs.

Charlie and Renee quickly bid them goodbye with short hugs for Bella and a quick handshake from Charlie, for Paul. Bella tried not to laugh as she turned around and walked to Paul's car. She waited to laugh until she was safely seated in the passenger seat and the door to her home had shut.

"Oh my gosh, do you see how quickly they pushed us out?"

Paul laughed along with her. "I told you. They're as horny as we are."

Bella rolled her eyes and pushed Paul. He grabbed her hands and held them to his chest. He looked intently at her again, the same way he looked at her after they had been together earlier that afternoon.

"You ready to do this, Swan?"

Bella didn't even have to think about it. She nodded gently. "Never been more ready for anything."

As Paul softly pressed his lips against hers, Bella couldn't help but think that she was crazy for questioning it before. He was totally her soul mate.

Hmm, seems like it takes the possibility of a threesome to get people to come out and review! Lol. It would be nice to get that kind of response for future chapters.

I've decided that I will be writing the outtake – I'm not sure yet if it'll be one or multiple. We'll have to see when the time comes! Thanks for all of the feedback!

Now the next chapter may cover Paul & Bella's trip to New York so it'll be angst-free; not sure yet. But that's just as well because when they return to Forks, they will have to face their demons.

Thanks for the reviews, etc. :)