Author's Note- OK! Don't kill me! Haha, Soooo sorry. I was going to try to get this out last week, but it was so hard, ya know? (That's what she said! Just for you, Chels, b/c I couldn't find a way to fit in the Reese-isms. Next Chap, lol.) Anyway, I hope a 4,000+ word lemon will make you all feel a lil better.

A few things. 1. I'm a college student, taking summer classes, including a very extensive English Lit class (with a totally hot older professor. Fantasy, anyone? Lol). It's going to be hard for me to write as frequently as I'd like, but I'll try. 2. I want to finish at least 2 more chapters for Aphrodite by the end of summer, as well as do a collab with HarlowP. Be on the lookout. 3. Song is 'Lace and Leather' by Britney Spears. 4. Lingerie pics in the 'Leah' album on my profile. 5. I love you all.

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Chapter 25 – Lace and Leather

We stumbled out the front door, narrowly missing a drunken couple making out on the porch. I pulled Shane closer and hurried to the edge of the forest.

"Leah, where are we going?" he repeated. I threw him a look over my shoulder and giggled.

"Back to my house. I don't wanna wait for Seth and Tori, so we're gonna walk, run, or stumble our way there. I'm too turned on right now to let this buzz wear off."

I watched his eyes darken and saw him swallow forcefully. "Oh. Well then."

I grinned and paused at the forest edge. I turned to face away from him and leaned over, running my hands down one leg seductively. I unzipped the boot slowly, maintaining eye contact with him, and leaning my body down. I straightened and repeated the same action with the other leg. I stepped out of the boots and left them where they lay. Alice will find them later. I grabbed Shane's hand, drinking in the sight of his greased back hair and leather jacket, the icing on the fucking delicious cake that was the rest of him.

I took off running suddenly, throwing out a challenge to him as I jumped and glided over a fallen tree. I glanced back to see he was right behind me. I yelped in surprise, and he laughed. The next thing I knew, he tackled me in a clearing. I rolled a few feet in the damp grass, before coming to rest right besides a stunned Shane.

Without thinking, I burst out laughing. I laughed so hard that I was clutching my now-aching belly. I saw Shane's head enter my line of vision with an amused look on his face.

"Something you find amusing, Miss Clearwater?" He smirked. I wiped at the corners of my eyes, willing myself to stop giggling insanely at the thought of him calling me 'Miss Clearwater.'

"Oh… That was funny. You just tackled me…. Like some sort of football player." I laughed uncontrollably again, and Shane joined in. "You know, I've spent my whole life around boys, but not once have I ever been tackled like that."

He cocked an eyebrow. "Really? Any other firsts I can assist you in?"

My laughter was slowly replaced by a wicked grin. I wiggled my brows at him moments before I knocked him backwards. We rolled over and I straddled him. He looked up at me daringly and I leaned in to capture his lips with mine.

"How about sex in the middle of the forest?" I whispered, kissing down his chin to the front of his neck. I felt his startled gasp about the same time his erection made a comeback. I smiled to myself and ground my hips against his experimentally. His groan mixed with my gasp of pleasure as I remembered I was wearing a skirt with nothing but a flimsy pair of lace boy shorts underneath. The dampness of the lace added to the coarseness of his black jeans created a glorious friction against my clit.

Shane sensed my shock and used it to his advantage, holding my hips down as he grinded up into them. I let out a low cry, pushing myself up for a better angle. I hovered above him while he teased me once, twice, three times before I looked back down at him. I could feel my eyes hooded with lust and alcohol. I tugged at his white cotton tee, trying to rid him of the ridiculous barriers between us. He sat up, shrugging out of his jacket while my hands yanked the shirt up, flinging them off simultaneously. He watched me curiously when I ran my fingertips lightly down his torso, dancing them at the band of his boxers peeking out over the jeans.

"Off."

It was a simple command, but it took me by surprise. I sat back, scooting myself off his legs. He stood up and held a hand out for me. I stared at it a moment before taking it. He pulled me to my feet gracefully, but before I could say anything more, he pinned me to a tree. His mouth assaulted mine, the fire of his tongue playing against my lips. The moan that escaped me granted him entrance. He licked the inside of my teeth, rubbing the roof of my mouth sensually. Shane's thumbs toyed with the frilly hem of my skirt. I bit down on his tongue, causing him to squeeze my thighs before sliding his hands up higher to my hips. One thumb grazed over the damp spot of my panties, surprising me, and I pulled away from the kiss to gasp. I let my head fall back and hit the tree when he did it again.

Wordlessly, he slipped a finger under the lace and traced it down my slick folds, still rubbing with his thumb. I hummed in pleasure, reflexively tilting my hips towards him. His head leaned forward to suckle at my neck, and I whimpered. "Shane, more. Please."

He bit into the flesh of my neck at the same time his finger slid into me. I let out a strangled moan of intoxicated pleasure and pain. His finger swirled sensually inside me before he added another and plunged deeper. I arched my back away from the tree and wrapped my legs around his waist. His free hand came up to caress my breast through the fabric of my costume as he pumped into me. A chorus of moans and gasps spilled from my mouth. Shane bent his head down to lick the swell of my breast over the skimpy top before dipping below the fabric to flick across my taut nipple. He yanked the cup down and took my breast completely in his mouth, speeding up the pace at which his fingers assaulted me. I was getting close, so I let out a moan that built and increased in pleasure. Shane took this as his cue to bite down on my nipple, shooting me over the edge suddenly. I cried out his name, my legs went limp, and I collapsed in his arms. We sank to the floor in silence.

"Mmmm, wow." It was the most intelligent thing I could think of. Judging from the grin that broke out on Shane's face, it was the best thing I could've said.

"You like that?" He asked seductively. Goosebumps raced across my skin at the memory and I shivered.

"That was… Fuck. No words…" I mumbled, my forehead resting on his shoulder as I sighed. His hand rubbed my bare back, brushing off the dirt from the tree.

"Come on; let's get back to the house. I don't want our first experience together to be in the forest." He pulled back, ready to stand up, but I pounced him. When we landed with a loud thud, he looked up at me confused.

"What if I want it to be in the forest?" I all but purred, leaning down to flick my tongue over his firm chest. His eyes clouded and he struggled for words, so I continued to flick and nibble across his chest, slowly making my way down to the elastic band poking out of his jeans. I was kneeling between his legs, so I bent over, pressing my chest into his lap as I ran my hands up and down his thighs. I felt his erection twitch between my breasts, and I sat up slightly. I trailed a hand daintily up and over, ghosting over the zipper of his jeans. He inhaled sharply, and I glanced up at him. His face was scrunched up in pleasure, his eyes full of desire. Keeping his gaze, I expertly snapped his button open and dragged the zipper down. A mix of new emotions crept onto his face, but I was already distracted by his excitement struggling against the thin cotton of his boxers. I grabbed the waist of his jeans and shimmed backwards, pulling the pants off. I crawled forward, licking my lips as I took in the sight of him.

He was sprawled out on a patch of damp grass in nothing but a pair of dark green boxers. His abdominal muscles were flexed from holding his head up to watch me. I could see every defined muscle in his body. I climbed on top of him to kiss him, but I didn't linger there for long. Soon I was slithering back down his body. I centered myself between his knees and looked up at him. He nodded slightly, giving me permission. I slipped a finger into the elastic at his waist and pulled the fabric down. He was definitely well endowed. I was beginning to think it was a wolf thing.

I was in the process of kissing the newly exposed flesh above his hipbone when something caught my eye. Next to the base of his shaft, a word was inked in elegant script.

"A tattoo?" I asked, straightening slightly. He nodded.

"Yeah. All the guys got them right after graduation."

"Faol. What's it mean?" I asked, tracing my fingertips over the black ink. I felt him twitch beneath me and I looked up at him expectantly.

"Uh… It's Gaelic for 'wolf.'"

My fingers slowed and my mouth fell open. "Wolf?"

He grinned. "We all picked an animal we felt represented us and got it symbolized in a tattoo. I didn't want a giant wolf head or anything, so I got the word in Gaelic."

I looked back down at the mark. It was so personal. It was so Shane. "Ironic." I leaned down to press my lips against it softly, and I heard him gasp slightly. I kissed it again, slower and softer, before kissing a fraction closer to his erection. I peppered a trail of kisses to the base of the shaft, and then wrapped my hand around him delicately. I heard him let out a low moan, so I let my tongue dart out experimentally, licking up the underside of his member.

When I got to the end, I flattened my tongue against it, covering the whole head. Shane's breathing labored and I took him into my mouth fully. A hand snaked into my hair and I moaned in excitement, my mouth vibrating around him. He twitched and his hand tightened, pushing me down fractionally. I sucked him in deeper, allowing my teeth to scrape against him lightly. My name escaped his lips. I smiled against him, pressing my tongue flat against the underside. I gently slid my hand up and down around the part of him I couldn't fit into my mouth as I started to bob my head slowly.

"Fuck, Leah." He growled, his hips bucking up towards me. I sped up my pace, twisting my hands on the way up. I curled my tongue around one side of him, applying slight pressure. I looked up to meet his eyes before he murmured 'fuck' under his breath and threw his head back. He pumped into my mouth a few more times and tensed. I braced myself for his climax, so when it shot out and hit my throat, I took it and swallowed. I pulled back, licking my lips and watched Shane lay panting in the grass. I giggled and flopped down beside him.

"Leah, that was… Fuck." He breathed, running a hand through his hair. I rolled to my side to throw a leg across him and brought my hand up to his now disheveled hair.

"Mmm, glad to return the favor."

He glanced over at me. "No, I only used my hands. You used your mouth too. It's not even yet." He pushed my leg down, rolling us over until I was on my back and he was on his side. Shane grabbed the bottom of my half-shirt and pulled it over my head. He then slowly slid my skirt down, dragging my panties with them. I was now just as naked as he was.

Maintaining eye contact with me, he trailed his hand down my torso, a smile breaking out on his face when the muscles tensed in reaction under his fingertips. He continued down, grazing over my already sensitive clit. I gasped out, causing him to repeat his actions.

"Shane-ooooh!" The moan was cut off when he suddenly plunged his fingers into me. I arched towards him, and he shifted so settle between my thighs. I saw him dip forward and felt the wetness of his tongue on my clit. I let out a small moan and he pressed into me again. I reflexively brought my feet up and rested them underneath his arms, and he curled his arms around the tops of my thighs. He pulled me in closer, nipping at me with his lips. I rolled my hips at him and I heard him chuckle. Before I had a chance to say anything, he bit down on my clit.

"OH FUCK ME!" I nearly screamed. Shane shot up.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry! Was that too hard? Fuck I'm sor-"

I cut him short by shoving his face back into my crotch. "Less talk, more tongue." I hissed. He grinned and plunged his tongue into me. I moaned and fisted his hair, rocking my hips against him while he thrust in to me repeatedly. My breathing labored as I felt the bunching of my muscles at the pit of my stomach. His tongue was soon replaced by two hooked fingers. Fuck, he knew the trick…

Shane sucked my swollen clit into his mouth, rolling it between his lips while his fingertips rubbed violently against my g-spot. Shit, I was so close. The hand in his hair tightened again and my back curved. He bit down again, with a bit more force, and my orgasm shot through me with a strangled cry. He slid his fingers out, sucking them as he hovered over me. I was panting, trying to regain my composure after the mind-blowing pleasure he had just delivered to me.

"Holy Mother of… Where did… Ughhh!" I tried to grasp for words, but they seemed to escape me. Shane giggled, dipping down to kiss my nipple. I mewled slightly in response, so he did it again. Then to the other. Then he tugged on it lightly with his teeth. My hands snaked their way into his hair again, pulling him closer. He bit down harder and I gasped. Then his tongue started repeating the same actions he had used on my clit.

"Shane," I panted, "I need you in me now…" I dragged him up to crush his lips down to mine for a fiery kiss. He maneuvered himself between my legs and I wrapped them around his waist. I could feel his new erection pressed against my core. I shifted my hips, trying to find the friction I so desperately desired. He broke our kiss and pulled away, my arms dropping to my sides.

"Leah, I don't have a condom." He huffed, further disheveling his hair with his hand.

"It's ok, I'm not menstruating. I can't get pregnant. Just do it bareback, babe." I said, running my palms down his chest, pleading him with my eyes. His eyes darkened, and with one quick thrust, he was burying himself deep within me. I moaned out at the sensation of him filling me to the hilt. Shane stayed motionless for a moment, his face scrunched up in pleasure. Slowly, he slid out slightly and slid back in. He maintained a slow steady pace, his arms braced on either side of my head. I reached up to pull his lips against mine.

"I need more." I whispered against his mouth. He sped up, thrusting more forcefully. I could feel his shaft rubbing across my hypersensitive g-spot and the familiar tension building inside me. After a few minutes, I still needed more, so I leaned forward to bite his pectoral. He hissed in pain, but I felt him twitch inside me. I licked the bite mark, and he pulled out completely. He slammed back into me instantly, causing me to scream out. With heavy eyes, I looked up at him, his mouth slightly agape as he thrust into me almost violently. I licked my lips involuntarily, biting down when he growled and slammed me again.

"Faster, damn it. Harder. Shane, please." I begged him. He moaned and flipped us over so I was on top.

"Help me out baby." He breathed, lifting my hips to thrust his upwards. I rolled my hips in sync with his, creating a glorious rhythm. I leaned back, grabbing his thigh with one hand, and trailed the other down to rub furiously over my clit. I rocked myself through my orgasm, clenching down around him as my body quaked. Shane slowed down to allow me to ride out the waves before building me towards my next release.

"Fuck, Leah. You feel so damn good." He growled. His hands reached up to fondle my breasts. He rolled the pebbles of my nipples between the pads of his fingers before sitting up to take them in his mouth. I moaned out, my hands in my own hair while I continued to ride him. His teeth closed down around my breast, and I felt his tongue flicker over it swiftly. I could feel my next climax coming, but I didn't want to tumble over the edge without Shane.

"Shane, come with me baby, come with me." I said between gasps and moans. I heard him grunt in response, and his thrusts become erratic. He was close too. I crushed him to my chest and leaned in to bite down over his collarbone, sending him over the edge. The sensation of his orgasm rushing through me brought me to my own, and I fell with him.

Our hips slowed as we both struggled for air. Our bodies were slick with sweat and dew, hair matted to our necks and foreheads. We slumped back to the forest floor, a tangled mess of limbs. Our chests heaved as our breathing regulated. We rode out the waves of pleasure in the air.

Neither one of us spoke for what felt like an eternity. Maybe it was because I was slightly buzzed still, but I swore to myself that I had felt something spark between us. Yes, it was the most mind-blowing, earth-shattering, out-of-this-world sex that I had ever had, but I felt more. I wasn't sure if I imagined it, but I felt it, and I'll be damned if I didn't want to feel it again.

"So, I'm speechless." Shane's voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to grin at him.

"Me too." He leaned over to kiss me. I hummed in pleasure. "Yum. You're quite delicious, Mr. Lyon." I told him, licking my lips. His eyes flickered down to watch my tongue dart out of my mouth and run across my lower lip. His own followed, and I fell for his trap.

"You are too, Miss Clearwater. You taste delectable from every angle." His hidden meaning wasn't lost on me, but I just pecked his lips gently before jumping up. He looked at me, bewildered.

"Get up. I still want to go back to the house. Are you up for a round 2?" I wiggled my eyebrows, and I laughed when he shot up faster than I could have imagined. He picked me up by my waist and started running. I squealed, protesting that we had left our clothes, but he said they were ruined anyway. I started pounding on his back and kicking my feet, so he put me down. When I smiled triumphantly, he just smirked.

"I only put you down because your ass is too heavy to carry."

My mouth dropped at his words and I lunged at him, but he moved quickly. He phased and took off towards Forks. I growled before phasing too. Once I was in wolf form, I heard him laughing.

'Sorry, babe, it was too irresistible. I just figured phasing would be faster.'

I couldn't be mad at him, because phasing was my original plan. I just laughed and followed him.

A few minutes and several drunken wolf stumbles later, I was yanking the front door open completely nude. I turned to see Shane break through the edge of the trees, scowling at me. I stuck my tongue out at him and yelled out. "You knew I was faster. Quit being a sore sport." I laughed when he flipped me off and wiggled my ass in his direction. I saw him break into a sprint and hurried into the house. I was at the top of the stairs when he busted in.

"I'm going to get you Leah. You're mine." He warned as he chased after me, but I ran into my room and slammed the door just as he reached it. I heard him growl as I laughed, locking the door.

"Haha, I win!" I mocked through the wood. He pounded on the door, startling me.

"Leah, let me in." He snarled. I creamed slightly at the sound of it. "I smell you, Leah. Let me in and I'll help you out with that."

An idea occurred to me. "Ok, I'll let you in, but I'm going to do something really quick. I'm unlocking the door. You can come in after I step into the closet. I want you to sit on the bed and wait for me. Ok?" I told him as I unlocked the door and stepped away. I heard him huff.

"Ok, tell me when I can come in."

I walked over to the small stereo and pulled my iPod from my purse next to it. I scrolled through the songs, finding the one I wanted and docking the device. I grabbed the remote and turned the unit on, keeping the song paused. I stepped into the closet and called out to Shane. "OK! It's safe."

I heard the door open and his weight on the floorboards. Once I heard him settle onto the bed, I started searching for what I needed. I slipped on the lace baby-doll with leather cups and the matching lace and leather thong. I threw on my best pair of hooker heels for added measure. I teased my hair lightly and sucked on my lips to make them look extra plump before grabbing the remote and opening up the door. I pressed the play button and a guitar filled the room as Shane took in the sight of me.

French fingertips, Red lips

Bitch is dangerous

Cotton candy kiss

Can't wait for my sugar rush

Shane's sharp inhale of breath as I sauntered over to him matched the startled look on his face.

Can't take it no more

I got to have more tonight

This feelings so strong

I'm putting you on tonight

I started mouthing the words, singing the "Alright, Let's go!" with the music. I danced my way to him slowly at the beginning of the chorus.

Baby take a seat

Eyes on me, this is my show

Your one and only pleasure

All decked in lace and leather

Fantasy, Courtesy of me

Baby let's go!

Watch me apply the pressure

All decked in lace and leather

I turned around and ground my ass into Shane's lap, earning a moan and the pleasure of feeling his excitement against my skin. I proceeded to give him a lap dance through the next verse.

Heels 6-inch

Makes a boy want to bite his lip

Look but don't touch

Unless you want to lose your innocence

Can't take it no more

I got to have more tonight

This feelings so strong

I'm putting you on tonight

He pulled me down on him, pulling aside the crotch of my panties with one hand while the other grabbed at my hip. I gasped loudly as he filled me from behind. I wiggled my hips in a tormenting circle, testing us both as his head brushed against that sacred spot. He grabbed at my hips, bobbing me up and down his length, controlling me with his actions. My hands covered his, and he leaned forward to kiss my shoulder blade. The song ended and another sexual song came on, a rougher vibe to it. Shane growled loudly before slamming me down completely. I cried out in pain that turned into pleasure. The angle we were at sent him straight up to meet my cervix.

He muttered something under his breath and pushed me forward fractionally. He repeated the slamming action, only it didn't hurt.

"Fuck Shane, harder." I moaned out. His hand shot around to pinch my clit and I yelped in surprise. I sat up straight, before leaning backwards against his chest. His mouth was hot on my neck and his finger worked my lovely little bundle senseless. I came hard around him, screaming out his name when his finger only sped up, dragging out the release longer. Suddenly he pushed me off him. When I turned around to look at him, he pulled me down on the bed and rolled on top of me. Again pulling the panties to the side, he drove himself back into me, pounding against me with brute force. I felt like I was on fire, and I loved it. My next release was nearing, so I wrapped my limbs around his back, dragging my nails down his back.

"Come for me, Shane. I'm almost there."

"Fucking shit." He grunted. His lips found my earlobe and tugged. I felt a wave hit me at his actions, and guessing from his increased speed, so did Shane. His thrusting got harder and sloppy. I knew he was close.

"Fuck me, Shane. Harder. God, it's right there. UGH!" I arched towards him, digging in with my nails as he bit my neck while my climax overcame my body. A few thrusts more and Shane's release filled me, my walls quivering around him. He collapsed on me, expelling the breath from my chest, but I couldn't care. I was still in euphoria.

"God damn, Leah. You…are quite…amazing." Shane stuttered. I tried to reply, but all that came out was a wheeze. He laughed and rolled us over, so that I was laying on him. I inhaled deeply before laughing. I crossed my arms over his chest and propped my elbow against them.

"You're not so bad yourself, Shane." I told him with a yawn. He grinned at me and I slid off him. I curled up into his side, exhausted and ready for sleep.

"Goodnight Leah my love." He kissed my forehead and I mumbled a goodnight back before falling into a fitful sleep.