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Chapter 29- This Time is Ours
"Oh my God Bella! Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" Angela squealed, throwing her slender arms around me and squeezing me tightly.
"Really?" I grinned excitedly.
"Yes! Best idea ever!" She released her hold on me and jumped up and down with happiness.
"You have Jacob to thank for the idea!"
"Oh that man is just amazing! Honestly, that dorm freaks the hell out of me now- especially since you haven't been there. I miss Ben and I'm sure he'd be well up for it, he's getting incredibly sick of living with his parents and his brothers and sisters... and I have to admit that I'm not a fan of having people walking in on us when we're trying to get it on."
"I know the feeling," I laughed, thinking of what the rest of the pack would have seen through Jacob's thoughts.
"When can we go house hunting? Please can we go tomorrow?" Angela said pleadingly, pressing her hands together as though she was praying.
We spent the rest of the day searching for potential houses in Port Angeles online, the rent was actually quite reasonable and- split between four of us- it would probably be cheaper than Angela and I paid for our tiny room.
I text Jacob. Angela's in! House hunting tomorrow? xx
After a few minutes my phone buzzed and Jacob replied Count me in! Love you beautiful xx
I grinned, full of warmth and excitement for the future. Only a few weeks ago my future had almost been completely eradicated, yet now it was bright and full of opportunity.
It was a little awkward when Angela asked why I was so opposed to living in a fourth storey flat, trying to persuade me that the views would be great. All I could think was how difficult it would be for Jacob to sneak in and out if he needed to go on patrol, a house would make it much easier for him to jump out of the window and phase.
"I guess it's kind of understandable... after what happened to Sarah and all," Angela said quietly and I nodded, grateful for the alternative excuse.
After a few hours of research we had a list of houses to view the next day.
"Ange," Ben's voice carried up the stairs of Angela's parents house and we heard the front door shut.
"Up here," Angela called. Ben footfalls slowly descended the stairs. He looked exhausted after his day at work- Ben was working as an apprentice for a building company just outside Port Angeles- but his face immediately lit up when he saw Angela and me eating takeout pizza on her bed. He thumped down on the bed next to Angela, pulling her close to him and kissing her lovingly before helping himself to a slice.
"So what have you girls been up to whilst I've been slaving away at work?" he asked.
"Well... we did a bit of studying," Angela smiled. "But actually, Bella and I have been talking about moving in together."
"Errr, don't you already live together," Ben frowned, demolishing his slice of pepperoni hungrily.
"Ha ha," Angela punched him playfully on the arm. "Okay, you know I really hate that stupid dorm room Benny. Bella doesn't really want to go back after everything that's happened either. So we were thinking of renting a place together, with you and Jacob..."
There was a pause as Ben chewed, looking thoughtful. Angela looked anxious, pondering what his answer would be. Though Ben and Angela had been together for ages, moving in together was still a huge step.
"I don't know..." Ben said slowly and Angela's eyes widened with worry. "Would we have to split the food bill? Because Jacob eats a lot." Suddenly he was grinning and I could see Angela visibly exhale with relief. "Sounds like a great idea!" he said finally.
Angela squealed again and hugged him. "So that's it? We're going to live together?!"
"Hell yeah!" Ben laughed. "Come here roomie," he said as he pulled me in to join in his hug with Angela.
"Have you told your Dad yet?" Angela asked me and immediately my heart sank. Telling Charlie was going to be the difficult task that I had to endure this evening.
...
"I don't know Bells," he sighed, swigging from a can of beer that I had retrieved from the fridge to try to butter him up.
"I know it's kinda fast Dad, but it's not just me and Jacob. We want to house share with Ben and Angela. I want to go back to college, I love the course and I really miss it. If we all lived together there would always be someone there to look out for me, and you know Jacob will look after me." In my opinion, my reasons were solid. Even Charlie couldn't deny that he'd be a lot happier if Jacob was around to look out for me. I knew that I was nineteen and technically didn't need Charlie's permission to live with Jacob, but having Charlie on board with our plan would make things so much easier, the last thing I wanted was to upset my family.
"I understand that," Charlie pondered. "But I'm really not happy about letting you go back to that place full stop. I want you to go to college and work towards your future, really I do, but after what happened I'm scared to let you out from under my roof again."
I looked at Charlie from the armchair opposite the sofa he was occupying, surveying the worry lines on his face, the concern that his chocolate brown eyes portrayed, and all I could feel was gratefulness. I was so lucky to have so many people in my life who cared for me, who wanted me to be safe but also wanted me to have a wonderful future.
"I know Dad. But really there's not another way. For me to have a career in writing and publishing, I do need to go to college. I can't do the whole degree by distance learning and I wouldn't want to do that. If I didn't go back to Port Angeles I would just end up at a different college, further away from you and further away from Jacob. There's danger in every place in the world, Dad. I was just incredibly unlucky that night... or incredibly lucky if you want to see it that way."
Charlie took a deep breath and sighed again. There was a long silence in which I could practically see the cogs turning in his mind. I sat patiently waiting for an answer, trying to appear calm on the outside when in reality was heart was beating a fast against my ribs.
"Okay," he said after several minutes of silence. "But this does not mean that you two can get married and start having babies. I'm not old enough to be a Grandfather."
I leapt over and hugged him more tightly than I had ever done before. "I love you Dad."
"I love you too Bells," he said in his soft voice.
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Angela, Ben, Jacob and I stood in front of the fifth and final house that we were viewing that day and immediately I knew that it was the right one. The other four houses had been okay, but there was always a major flaw that meant it wouldn't work out. This house was very modest from the outside, set on a quiet, tree lined street with a few other houses to either side. It was detached, painted white and a small, tidy patch of grass sat outside the dark, wooden door. A hanging basket of pretty red flowers swung gently in the breeze above the slate sign that read "Cherry Blossom"- the name of the house. The location was also perfect, slightly out of the way in a small village outside of Port Angeles but also closer to Forks and La Push and only a 10 minute drive to college. Angela grasped my hand and I knew that she was thinking the same. I prayed that the inside would do it justice.
The realtor let us in to peruse the interior of the house. It was neutrally decorated with a modern kitchen and, thankfully, a large fridge. Oak floorboards lined the hallway and the living area and an oat coloured carpet ran up the stairs, into the bedrooms. The house was bright and homely. Two comfortable looking sofas faced the small TV in the corner of the living room and I couldn't suppress my squeal of delight at the bookcase that was built into the wall.
There was also a small garden at the back, accessible through the patio doors in the dining room, in which a beautiful tree stood, laced with cherry blossom.
"It's perfect!" Angela clapped her hands and bounced up and down. "Let's look upstairs."
Upstairs were two bedrooms with a decent sized bathroom in between.
"The bedrooms don't share any walls," Ben stated casually, winking at Angela and Jacob laughed, giving him a high five.
Jacob and I immediately gravitated towards the bedroom that overlooked the back garden. It was slightly smaller than the other, but would be much easier for Jacob to get in and out of as he would be jumping into the garden rather than the lit up street. I heard Angela call "shotgun this room!" from the other bedroom.
Jacob pulled me towards him as I looked out of the window into the cute garden. "Welcome home Bells," he whispered softly and leaned down to give me a heart stopping kiss.
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"Cheers!" Angela raised her glass of champagne. We echoed her words and clinked our glasses together. After a tiring day of moving, the cold, refreshing bubbly was just what we all needed. Jacob, being 6 ft 7, could easily pass for 21. The kitchen was a little too small for all four of us to fit in comfortably and we were too exhausted to even contemplate cooking so we ordered an obscene amount of takeout Chinese food and ate it on the living room floor whilst an action movie played in the background.
We talked and laughed until late, it was a Saturday night and thankfully none of us had to be up for work or college or patrol duty in the morning. Ben and Jacob seemed to get on as well as me and Angela did and talked endlessly about cars whilst we gossiped like girls. I felt scarily grown up, living with my boyfriend in our own little house, but I couldn't remember ever being so happy and content.
It was midnight before we finally retreated to bed. I returned from the bathroom after brushing my teeth to find Jacob sprawled across it, his massive form taking up most of the space with his feet still hanging off the end. He was wearing only black boxers and he looked like a God. His hands were placed behind his head so the massive muscles of his biceps were flexed and the features of his handsome face was caught beautifully in the light of the bedside lamp. His six pack stood out remarkably and I raked my gaze down his body, lingering over the masculine V and the trail of dark hair that led beneath his boxers to the impressive bulge of his arousal.
He smiled my favourite cheeky grin and patted space next to him. I felt my core clench as his eyes hungrily devoured my body when I walked towards slowly towards him. I was dressed in a tight white tank top that didn't quite manage to hide my erect nipples, and black pyjama shorts. He looked at me like I was a Goddess and it surprised me how deserving I felt of his stare. Was it possible that I was once that shy girl who never looked at herself naked and felt that she paled in comparison to everyone else? She was long gone, I was Jacob's now, and he made me feel beautiful.
I nestled in next to him, pressing my body against his heat.
"So, what do you think of our first bed Bells?" he grinned, emphasising the word "our".
"I think it goes wonderfully in our first room together," I breathed, placing a chaste kiss on his lips.
"Mmm," Jacob closed his eyes at the contact of my lips and groaned softly. "I think it's time to test out how soundproof these walls are."
At that exact moment a loud cry of "yes!" came from a female voice, obviously in pleasure, from the other side of the house. Jacob and I burst out laughing as it became evident that no walls could ever be thick enough to block out the sound of desperate love making. Ben and Angela were clearly making the most of not fearing being overheard by their parents.
"Well, if you can't stop them," Jacob grinned. "We better just beat them."
His voice was so unbelievably sexy and I felt my heartbeat quicken and my core tighten instantly at his words. He had such a wonderful command over my body, he didn't need to touch me to make my skin feel as though it was on fire, to make my mind overcome with desire. We were so keyed in to one another, joined irrevocably by our love and our endless need. Jacob's full, soft lips brushed against mine gently and his fingers slowly swept down my back, the heat of his skin radiating through the thin material of my tank top as though it was hardly there. His hand settled, lying flat into the small of my back and he held me closer to him, his tongue ticking against my top lip, asking for entrance so that it could play against mine.
His kiss was tender and slow, every movement of his delicious lips and tongue conveying his desire for me and I melted into him, moulding my body into his so that we became one being. Where I ended, he began. He completed me entirely. I kissed him harder, all my worries and my fears and every insignificant thought unravelling like a ball of string and floating away from me until we were the only things that existed in this world.
His arousal was pressed against my shorts and I longed for the material to simply evaporate. My mouth was hungrily devouring his lips but I longed for the taste of his arousal. The memory of its flavours made my body quiver.
We rose to our knees and he kissed me harder as he peeled away my tight tank top. Even in this kneeling position he towered above me, his strong arms enveloping me, making me feel petite and delicate. His tongue lapped against my alert nipples, my nerves dancing beneath my skin with each swirl and suck he blessed me with. He swept his fingers over my body and then retraced the trail with his lips, kissing and nipping at my burning skin as I moaned encouragement. His fingers made their way to the waistband of my shorts and descended below them, cupping and kneading my ass. My mind replayed the action of his hands on my ass when we had fucked in his garage, the delicious sting as he spanked me, which only made the wetness in between my legs even more so. He slowly pulled the shorts down, making sure to graze my sensitive clit with his hand as they skimmed past. I knelt before him, completely naked, and his eyes devoured me.
I slowly bent my body downwards, keeping my ass in the air to tease Jacob further and kissed up his muscular thighs, slowly, tantalisingly ascending towards the bulge of his erection. I grazed my teeth against it gently, feeling the moisture of his arousal against my lips. I pulled down his boxers, freeing him from his cruel prison and lapped up the delicious, salty excitement from the tip before taking him deeply into my mouth. It was impossible for me to take his length in its glorious entirety into my mouth but I sucked him in hungrily as far as he could go, further than I had ever taken him before, praising my lack of gag reflex. Jacob gasped, his fingers tangling in my hair, gently controlling the movement of my head to meet his need. He groaned seductively as his sensitive tip grazed against my mouth, my lips sealed around his incredible girth. As he moved in and out slowly I rolled my tongue down his length, flicking against the luscious moisture that continued to collect there as his excitement built. One hand remained in my hair but I felt the other tickling down my back, leaving goosebumps in its wake. It massaged over my ass that was so brazenly inviting to his touch and his fingers traced their way downwards until they rubbed against my folds. My silky wetness spread over his fingertips as he played his fingers up and down my sensitive centre. He didn't enter me, he didn't need to. The tickling sensation was about to send me to orgasm.
He pulled himself out of my greedy mouth using my hair and tilted my face up towards him. His eyes were so dark, his gaze so powerfully seductive that my whole body suddenly felt weak. Strong hands grasped my forearms and in one swift motion he had spun round so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed with me perched on top of him.
Never breaking eye contact, he used my ass to position my centre above his long arousal. He held me there for only a few seconds, my core anxiously anticipating the whole, stretched feeling that accompanied his next move. He lowered me onto his dick and I cried out as he filled me completely, groaning with pleasure as my hot, wet pussy enveloped and clenched around his dick. His lips crashed against mine with fervour and we moaned together as our simultaneous movements brought him in and out of my centre.
"Oh holy fuck Bella," Jacob groaned suddenly and his whole body tensed as though he was on the brink of release. But he wasn't looking at me, he was looking over my shoulder. I turned my head and stilled my body.
We still hadn't unpacked properly and a full length, ornately framed mirror that I had brought from Charlie's house was propped up against the wall beside the bed, simply for somewhere to put it quickly before we figured out our bedroom arrangements... and Jacob could see everything.
There I was, sitting on top of him, my paleness accentuated by the tan of his skin, his hands grasping my ass to manoeuvre me up and down, his huge member penetrating me. I half expected myself to be embarrassed by what I saw and for a split second I wanted to jump off him and continue making love with the lights off under the covers. But the look on Jacob's face was jaw dropping. He looked so astonished by what he saw, as though he couldn't believe he was making love to someone as gorgeous as me, and I felt his arousal bulge impossibly harder deep within my centre. I caught his eye in the reflection and grinned devilishly, biting my lower lip. We looked so damn hot and my confidence soared to new heights.
Jacob growled low in his throat and his eyes darkened, lidded with lust. He grabbed my ass harder and moved me up and down on his arousal as I moved my body in time with his motions, watching with awe as he plunged in and out of my tight sex. I felt myself becoming impossibly wetter as he flitted his gaze between my eyes and my body, greedily devouring me with his eyes. I had never seen myself making love before, and as my mouth formed uncontrollable moans of pleasure, I realised that I had never looked more alive.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from the reflection of our bodies, completely entwined in one another, expressing our love for one another in the most intimate way. Our groans of pleasure were coming thick and fast and uncontrollable as I moved my hips faster. My clit ground against Jacob's pelvis with each thrust, combining with the pleasure deep within my core, my orgasm building higher and higher until it felt like I was teetering on top of a mountain of sensation, destined to fall, crashing over the other side.
Jacob shuddered and groaned louder than ever. With one final, deep, purposeful thrust he came undone inside me and the phenomenal release of my orgasm crashed over me, every nerve in my body completely aflame, from my core to the very tips of my fingers and toes.
Jacob collapsed backwards onto the bed and I fell with him, my head resting on his chest as we came slowly back to earth from our heavenly heights of pleasure, our hearts pounding strongly, our bodies utterly spent.
Jacob was the first one to speak, and he was still breathless.
"You have never looked so damn sexy in all your life, Bella Swan."
I couldn't stop myself from grinning. "You're not so bad yourself, Jacob Black. Shall we keep the mirror there from now on?"
"Oh... god... yes," Jacob panted. "I could never get enough of watching your face whist we make love. You look more beautiful, more alive than I have ever seen you before."
"It's all you Jake," I whispered into his chest. "You brought me back to life. You make me feel things I never thought possible. Six months ago I was so uncomfortable in my skin, so out of place, so hollow and empty. You make me feel beautiful. And I will never, ever be able to thank you enough for that."
Jacob squeezed me with his warm, comforting embrace. "And I will never be able to thank you enough for loving me back. Bella, I will love you forever, I promise you that. I will never let you go."
And in that moment I saw our future flash before my eyes. I saw myself in a white dress. I saw my family and friends all surrounding us, throwing confetti. I saw us standing in front of our first house. I saw Jacob holding a tiny, newborn baby closely against his chest. I saw two beautiful, dark haired children running hand in hand on La Push beach. I saw Christmases and birthdays and graduations. And finally I saw two grey haired figures sitting side by side on a bench, their hands aged and wrinkled, but still entwined in one another, as they watched the sun setting over the ocean.
