A/N: This scene just flowed so well in my brain i couldn't not write it right away. Im trying to decided which direction i want this story to go, so your reviews would be appreciated right know. Tell me what ya'll think.
It was an uncommon thing know a day's to get any alone time with Jake. Both of us had school, and Jacob had his pack responsibilities. It was a beautiful saterday and I finally got to get out of the house with just Jake.
We ran, finding are little spot in the meadow were he had first kissed me. Like last time I had a bag with a blanket and food. I packed extra, planning on staying all day. I laid out the blanket while Jake phased. I felt the invisible current run throught my body, and heard a slight shift of fabric.
I unpacked the food, placing it on one end of the blanket. His large hand grasped my arm, pulling me around to him. I was immediately in his arms, pressed tightly to his body. My arms, wrapped around his strong neck, and his around my back. I buried my face in his naked chest, breathing in his musky scent. He kissed my forehead, lingering on my skin. " I missed you soo much baby."
I understood exactly what he meant. Even if we were alone in a room, there was a minimum of three vampires in the house at all times that could hear everything. I never got more then a gentle kiss. Two months into are relationship, and I was losing my patience. I knew he wanted to take thing's slow, but a girl could only take so much.
"I know Jake. Me to."
I pulled back, leaning up on my toes and streching to his face. He smiled, and pressed his warm lips to mine. Once, twice. I sighed, happy to have him this close. He pulled back, sitting on the blanket. I pouted slightly eyeing him, as he started throught the food. He chuckled, watching me.
"Im hungry, come join me." I couldn't resist his plea, and sat down next to him, taking the sandwich from his hand. I started eating, it tasted pretty good.
One thing I had realized these past two month's, is that I was constantly desperate to touch him. Not in a sexual manner, but it was like no matter how far or close he was my hand was always on him. Either in his hand, or on some part of him. I wasn't sure if it was the imprint pull, or simply my desire to feel him beside me, to make sure that my beautiful jacob was there and real. He would tease me sometimes, like the time he was in the garage, and I came all the from my room, walked in, sat down a foot away and placed my hand on his bicep.
"Did you come all the way in here just to touch me?"
He had asked, chuckling under the hood. I rememberd my face heating up almostly painfully. Truthly, I hadn't even thought about what I was diong, it was like I was thinking of him, then he was there.
"Maybe." He laughed, and rolled out from the bottom, laying on a mat. He held his filthy hands up, winking.
"Come here, I can't touch you."
His smirk was sexy as hell and I leaned forward, takeing advantage of his dirty hands and pressing my lips firmly to his, my upper body hovering over his own. I knew if he had control he would have pulled away bye know, but I was in control. He was on the ground, with me above him. He was trapped.
I faintly heard the sound of my dad clearing his throught up stairs, and I sighed. No dam privacy. I leaned back, shooting an anoyyed look at the ceiling, but Jacob was grinning wide, his eyes shining with intrest. "I should get dirty more often." I giggled, and blushed. Kissed him once more and left.
My eyes focused back, and without thinking I layed my hand on his leg, taking another bite of food. He glanced at it, and chuckled, but didn't comment. We finished are food, and he leaned back on his hands, watching me.
"Why do you do that?" He asked, his voice full of curiosity. I raised my eyebrow.
"That." He clarified, eyeing my hand.
"Oh, im not sure. I don't really think about it most the time. I just like touching you." I said honestly, and then blushed. I pulled my hand away, embarrassed.
"Does it bother you?" I hadn't thought to ask him if he minded.
"Not at all, I love your hands on me." He said smiling and reaching for me, he pulled me between his legs, resting his back on a tree trunk and I leaned back into his chest.
His hands slowly slid up and down my arms, his fingers lightly stroking my skin. A shudder ran throught my body, and my head fell back againts his collarbone. My hands fell to his thights on either side of me, and I allowed my emotions to flow through me. My utter happiness at having him here with me, finally alone. His arms wrapped around my waist, and I felt his cheek rest on my head. My heart swelled, filling with love for my Jacob. Everything was right with him near me, and I sighed contentedly. It amazed me, how long it took everything to fall into place, and when it did, it was perfect. Everday spent with him, made me the happiest woman on earth. Growing up, I always knew I loved my Jacob. From the first time I saw him, I somehow knew he was mine. Made for me, and me for him. That love was developing into something stronger, more permanent. I was inlove with my Jacob, I knew it in every part of me. I only wondered if he felt it to.
His arms tightened, holding me firmly to him and he leaned over my shoulder, borrowing his face into my neck. His breath was hot on my skin, and his voice was a deep rumble, against my ear.
"I am soo in love with you." He whisperd.
I froze, checking but my palm's weren't touching his skin, they rested on his cutoff jeans.
"D-did you hear me?" I asked, confused. His word's hadn't quite registered yet. He shook his head, his lips running along my neck.
"I didn't hear anything, I just couldn't not say it."
His words trickled into my brain, breaking down my confusion and filling me with utter joy. I laughed, exuberant and channeled my inner vampirism, turning so fast I could make out the startled expression on his face. I landed in his lap, my legs on either side of him and I pressed my palms to his cheeks, running over my inner dialogue and showing how his words landed so perfectly. He grinned, wrapping his arms back around me and pulling me in for a kiss. I kissed him back, but I needed to say it, out loud to him. I broke free, pressing my forhead to his, and catching his eyes.
" I love you, my Jacob. So much." I saw his eyes, ignite with emotions, and his huge grin light up my world. He kissed me tenderly, his big hands on my waist
I couldn't help myself, I slid closer on his lap, pressing myself againts his hard chest and my hands slid to the back of his head, gently scratching his sculp. He hummed in appreciation, his hands tightening on my waist. Pleased with his responce, my mouth parted, and I breathed in his musky scent. Hesitantly, I ran my tongue over his bottom lip. His reaction was immediate, his body stiffened against mine and he pulled back.
"Nes-" I coverd his mouth with my hand, stopping him.
"No Jacob, I don't want to hear it. Im your girlfriend and I want you to kiss me." I huffed, getting annoyyed.
His hand reached up to grasp mine, tangling are finger's togather. "I dont know baby." He said calmly.
I sighed " Jacob, it's just a kiss. Im not asking you to sleep with me. " I said, exasperated at his unwillingness. His eyes faded slightly, concentrating on something in his head. I waited, looking at his face.
"Jacob." His eyes focused on me, and his dark russet skin held a pink undertone. Was my Jacob blushing?
"Huh?" He said, blinking.
"Did your imagination go wild there babe?" I laughed, and his face darkened. Yep, definitely blushing.
"Uhh...no" he mumbled, but I could tell he was lying. I just laughed again, I honestly didn't care what he had been imagining. I leaned closer, pressing a kiss to his neck and hovering near his ear.
"Jacob, I just want you to really kiss me, that's all. Nothing more. Please?" I said quietly. Lifting my head and looking into his dark brown eyes.
I smiled sweetly, and took advantage of his conflicted thoughts. I kissed him gently, running my fingers through his short hair. Slowly he seemed to come to life, his big hands running up my back, and tangled in my thick hair. I didn't want to push him to much, so I waited.
His hesitant lips pressed firmly to mine, and his hot breath mingled with my own. My mouth parted, taking in his scent and his warm tongue ran over my bottom lip. An electric tingle ran down my spine and I sighed happily. He groaned, deep in his chest and slowly explored my mouth. I couldn't keep from tangling myself around him. I slid closer to him, pressing myself against him and running my hands from his neck to his shoulders, holding him to me.
I couldn't even tell how long we stayed like that, tangled up in the clearing, are lips locked together. At one point I broke free for air, and his lips immediately landed on my neck, leaving hot open mouth kisses down and across my collarbone. I concentrated on keeping the sounds from escaping my mouth, but that was history when his lips landed on the tender spot below my ear, and he sucked lightly. One of his big hot hands ran down my waist, gliding over my hip, his long fingers brushing my ass, and continued down, running his palm over my jean coverd leg and back, gripping my upper thigh. His lips and hands were to much, overwhelming my ignited body and a loud moan escaped my mouth.
A deep blush coverd my body, and I heard the utterly most sexiest sound come from deep in his chest, a low growl tore its way from his lips, shocking us both. I wasn't afraid, oh no. My Jacob would never harm me, I was beyond turned on by his reaction to my sounds. It seemed to stun him, locking his body in place and his lips left my skin. His grip on me loosened, giving me a reprieve from the pressure of his body. I relized then how heavy both of are breathing was, my chest heaved with my breaths, and I heard his intake of air. It was still and quiet as I caught my breath, my body relaxing slighlty.
He pulled back alittle more, his hands letting me go and coming up to my cheeks. His face was difficult to read, he seemed..upset? My hand stroked his hair, and the other moved to his face, stroking the wrinkle between his eyebrows.
"What's wrong?" I asked softly.
He frowned." I didn't mean..I mean it was.." He struggled with words, getting more upset. I waited, trying to make sense of his mood.
"I growled at you." He hung his head, shameful. Was that what was wrong? I smiled alittle, sliding my hand under his chin and pulling up. I couldn't really make him, but he complied. I kissed him once, gently.
"Yes you did." I said matter of factly, and swallowed my embarrassment. " and it was incredible hot." I still couldn't help the blush. His mouth opened slighlty, and his eyes widened.
"What?" He asked, incredulously. I laughed, and leaned closer, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"You heard me, it was the single most hottest thing you've ever done." I told him. It didn't matter how I felt, I knew he needed to hear it.
He shook his head, disbelieving. "I don't believe you, your just saying that." I raised my eyebrow, and pressed my palm to his skin. I replayed the whole scene from my advantage point, the image and the emotions, the sound coming from him and the rush of desire that filled me. His eyes glazed over, watching the scene in his head. He was quite at first, and slowly his eyes seemed to focus back on me.
"Oh.." I couldn't help the small gigle that escaped.
"It didn't bother me, not in the least. I knew it wasn't aggressive. You couldn't help it, just like I couldn't." He grinned suddenly, his hands back on me pulling me closer.
" I understand what you mean, hearing you...knowing it was because of me...it was..nice."
"Just nice?" I raised my eyebrow. He grinned and leaned down, catching my mouth with his own. His lips parted, running his tounge over mine and slipping into my mouth. It was quick but heavy, leaving me short of breath. He pulled back, his own breathing uneven.
"Fuck Ness, it was hot as hell." I laughed, throwing my head back. He kissed my exposed neck, and just like that his words and lips rekindled the fire in me. His lips trailed across my skin, feather light. He pulled back quickly, his hand sweeping my hair back from my neck.
"Fuck." His tone worried me, distracting me from the ache. "Shit, not good." He muttered to himself.
"What is it?" I asked, concerned. His finger brushed my neck, hot.
"Dammit, I didn't mean to baby."
"Jacob. What the hell are you talking about?" I asked, getting annoyed.
He sighed. "I left a mark on your neck, I swear I didn't mean to." He looked guilty, but a strange feeling filled me. Was it..pride? Or maybe smuggness? Cause this incredible beautiful creature that sat before me was mine? His mark, weather intentional or not, was on me. I was his and no body else's, I knew for sure I definitely wasn't mad. I shrugged, running my hands up his bare chest.
"It doesn't bother me, I kinda like the idea." I smirked, leaned forward, pressing a open mouthed kiss on his neck, near his collorbone and sucking gentle. That same low growl sounded again, and I grinned pulling back. There on his russet skin was a quarter sized mark, just a few shades darker then its surrounding. His eyes were dark, excited. I tried to move closer again, but his hands restrained me.
"I think...I need a minute." He said, his tone strained. I nodded, accepting are little make out session was probably over. I slid my leg around him, climbing off his lap and laying out on the blanket.
It was quiet for a while, and I let my mind wander, to the last time we were here. Not much had changed, other then my family knowing, I missed are nights together alone. I wasn't aloud to sleep in the same bed as him, it was inproper. I hadn't slept with him since that first week, and I missed having his arms around me when I fell asleep, and woke up.
"What are you thinking about?" He slid down next to me, moving his arm under my head and pulling me against his chest. My hand rested on his bare stomach, and I showed him what I had been thinking.
"I know baby, me to." He kissed my forehead.
I don't get why I can't.
"You know why Ness, Edward doesn't want us getting carried away."
Like that would happen, like you would let that happen. I rolled my eyes.
"I only have so much self control baby."
Ya right. I thought alittle grudgingly.
"What's that suppose to mean?" He asked.
It means I didn't get a kiss for two years, and I had to talk you into really kissing me today, ill probably have to wait another two years till you sleep with me. He snorted, pulling me closer into him.
"God I hope not." That peaked my interest.
So remind me what were waiting for? I thought. I tried to control my thoughts, and only allow him into some of them.
"Well...I love you, and I want our first time to be special. You deserve so much baby, more then some fuck in the woods." His vulger language, while normally ignored, turned me on know. He leaned down, his lips inches from my ear. "You deserve romance and candles and we can't exactly do that in a house full of vampires. I promise Ness, one day I will make love to you, hopefully one day in this century." His sensual words spread a slow heat through my body, lighting a tiny flame in my center, and I had a feeling it wasn't going out anytime soon. My mouth was dry, and I couldn't speak. I tried sifting threw my emotions, storing the strong ones away for later. His hand fell on my hand, gripping it. That's when I realized my mental sheild was down, everything flowing into him.
"I know baby." He said, and I didn't have to respond. Cause he did know, he understood perfectly. I thought of the love I felt for him, swelling inside me like a huge tidal wave, engulfing every part of me, and pushed it into him. I love you, was all I could think of. It didn't cover how I felt, not by a long shot, but it was the only thing that came close.
I sighed when the sun started descending, the forest growing darker. I didn't want to leave, who knew how long it would be again till I had him like this with me. We started packing, putting everything in the bag. I stood in the little clearing, it was are perfect world. He dropped the bag near my feet, looking down at me. I knew I was frowning, pouting like the 9 year old I was.
He wrapped his arms around me, his hands on my lower back. He pulled me against him, his body warm on mine. His lips touched mine, passionate and loving at the same time. One hand trailed up my back, pulling me tigher to him and the other slid slowly down, over the swell of my ass and stopping there, his fingers flexing. I moaned, pressing tigher to him.
He pulled away after a couple moments, kissing me once more and giving me a squeeze. He stepped back, reaching for the button on his shorts, they popped open, exposing another inch of dark skin. I relized then I was staring and turned a very bright shade of red. I spun quickly, my back to him. I heard his deep chuckle and the sound of moving fabric. I waited, but was starled when I saw his hand apper on my right, his shorts hanging from his finger, and I felt his lips on my head. He's such a dam tease. I grabbed the shorts, clearing my throat. I felt it then, the invisible current shimmer through the air. We ran back to the house, and when we got close he changed back, pulling on his shorts.
"Im ganna head right back to my place, I don't have a shirt. " he said, pulling me against him.
"Why does that matter? You've never had one before." I laughed.
"Yes well, I dont think your parents would appreciate your little mark." He grinned. Oh ya.
We walked the rest of the way, parting near his place with a gentle kiss. I sighed and headed upstairs, to my room.