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Depending on who you are; this is either the moment you've been waiting for or the one that you've been dreading. Either way, the story continues...

Chapter 28

Bella extended her arm and took a step back as she pulled the door open further. He quickly stepped inside and shut the door. It took a minute before either of them said something. She was taken a back by his appearance. His hair had grown out some and was a mess like he forgot to comb it out. He had some dark shading under his eyes that usually was not there. She could tell he was barely sleeping.

He raised his eyebrows at her and clasped his hands in front of himself. "So..."

"Yes, Jacob, do you have something to ask? Why are you here?"

"Um, yeah, I guess it's past time, but I want you to tell me about what happened the day Alice Cullen snatched you from the airport."

"Are you kidding me? I asked you over that day, it's been almost 3 weeks. I know for a fact Paul and Seth filled you in." She went back to the door and opened it up again. "Bye Jacob."

He pushed the door closed again, and twisted the lock. "I don't think so."

"Jacob, she grabbed me, acted like I should be happy to be going back to Edward. I told them to let me go, they did. You've blown this completely out of proportion. Look at what you're doing to your pack. Have you seen yourself in a mirror lately? You look like hell."

He had come in rather meek, which wasn't his style at all, but that would soon change. She'd pushed all his buttons. "Out of proportion? You can't be fucking serious, Bells," he said with a raised voice. "Bloodsuckers grab my...um, grab you and try to force you to live with them. I have every right to act the way I'm acting. My pack is fine, they know what they need to do."

"So you're going to hunt them all down and kill everyone of them, because of Edward's delusions?"

"Do you really want the answer to that?"

"Jacob, why are you really here? I don't want to fight about the Cullen's with you. We could spend the whole day going in circles, we'll never agree."

She was tired of standing by the door, so she returned to the couch. He followed her. A voice inside her head barely whispered, "Make him leave, he needs to go right now," but she ignored the voice. She turned to look at him, he'd sat down in the middle of the couch, but he wasn't touching her.

When she took a deep breath and really looked, looked beyond the hardened expression he had mastered, he looked like a broken man. There had been one turmoil after the next since the two of them fell in love with each other. To all others, it was proof they were hazardous to each other's well being. She continued to stare, and realized it meant something totally different to them. Despite all the crap, all the other people they were involved with, and even the weeks apart, it still had not extinguished their love. She knew she still felt the same, and the way his eyes bore into her soul, she knew he did too.

His next move caught her completely off guard, he fell into her lap and she could feel his body slightly jerk every few seconds, he was silently crying. She took her fingers and started to rub them through the thick strands of his hair. "Jake, it's okay. You're safe with me, I'm still here for you."

He lifted his head slightly, and responded, "I'm so tired, Bells."

"I know you are."

"Not like you think, I'm tired of being without you. You know this isn't working, we still need each other." his head collapsed again and she continued to rub his scalp.

She assumed she'd only comfort him. Who else could he be vulnerable in front of? No one: not Nadia, his father, the council or his pack. Even at his job, he was the boss. Jacob always had to be in charge, no wonder he was so depleted.

His body shifted to the floor, but he left his head against her stomach. She moved her legs out of the way to accommodate his body. She continued to hold his head, sometimes she'd rub across his shoulders. He'd not uttered another word after his declaration and he was perfectly still. She wondered if she'd put him to sleep until his hand moved to the side of her leg and slowly burned it's way down to where her pants stopped mid-calf. He started rubbing her bare skin there.

She took a deep breath, trying not to read too much into it. After all, she'd been rubbing his hair, neck and shoulders for the past 15 minutes he was in her lap.

She tried to sit there a few more minutes and continue to fool herself that them touching each other was nothing more than comfort, but when his other hand slipped under her shirt, he lifted it slightly and pressed his warm mouth against her stomach. She knew something else was starting. Okay, she had allowed it to start, but could she put a stop to it, before they got out of hand? Bella knew that if she pushed his head up, he would've gotten the picture and he would leave. Instead she arched her back, which pushed her body closer to his face. His lips kissed every couple of inches at her waistband and she let a few noises escape her lips. Finally, she was honest, and said something,"Ahh, that feels so good." Her words all came out like a breathy moan.

Of course that spurred him on, "Good, but I'm just getting started." He lifted his head to stare into her eyes. The look said it all she shook her head slightly giving him the go ahead. He rose up higher on his knees, she opened her legs wider and leaned forward. Jacob was kissing her again. It was just like she'd remembered and she realized how much she'd missed it. His lips controlled the movement of her own. She didn't think she could kiss him deep enough to satisfy her craving for him. She'd been denying it for too long. His memory still lingered in the air every night she fell asleep at night.

Jacob put one knee up on the edge of the sofa and she pulled him down towards the cushions with her. Bella pulled his lip between her teeth and his tongue met hers inside her mouth. A growing desire was making its presence known within her. She felt an ache between her thighs. It felt like she'd been denied what her body had craved for weeks. It could have been compared to an overwhelming thirst like one feels after getting overheated.

He was most definitely overheating her and like he could read her thoughts ahead of her, he pulled them up off the sofa because they both needed more. He carried her up the stairs without hesitation, one arm under her shoulder and one just past her butt. She kept peppering kisses to his chest. He really needed to lose the shirt. It was the first item of clothing to disappear when he sat her on her bedroom floor. She pulled hers off in the next breath. She thought they were headed straight to bed, but he lifted her up once again. This time her legs clinched around his torso and he pressed her against the door. His mouth possessed every portion of her mouth and then he left her lips, so that he could adore every part of her he could reach while still supporting her against the door. His tongue left a blazing trail on her collarbone while his fingers worked magic over the silky fabric that covered her left breast. She moaned at the sensations and he pressed his hips into her pelvis. Fire and desire ignited her center. She still needed more and he was ready to give her precisely that.

She was the first one to reach for the zipper of his jeans. He smiled against her neck. They moved from the door and he walked them to the bed. He playfully dropped her on her back, but she didn't stay there. Bella pushed up on her elbows, Jacob had stopped moving. He was standing there staring at her. Was he stopping or was he letting her have a chance back out? She crawled up to her knees, to face him because there was no way she wanted him to leave. They'd fooled around several times in that very spot but it was always in the middle of the night. This was a totally different atmosphere, in the light of the day. There was no reason to be afraid. They'd been leading up to this moment longer than they knew. Without any further hesitation, she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. All the modesty she normally had was non-existent, this was Jake and there was no shame between them. No one had ever made her feel like that.

His hand reached out to touch her, "You're so beautiful, Bells."

"Jake," she didn't know what else to say to him, but her hand traced the line down the middle of his abdomen. His eyes were held closed once she touched him. He dug in his pocket and pulled out the black foil wrapper. He tossed it over her shoulder and it landed on her pillow. She turned to see where it went, and to make sure it was what she thought it was. Why that little sneak. Had he planned this? He had to have known she'd be alone today.

She flipped her head back to look on him again. He shrugged, "Just in case, you felt the same way I was feeling, are you mad?"

"No," she shook her head. His jeans were already partially undone from before, so all he had to do was pull them down. Wow, was what she thought but she didn't want to sound as inexperienced as she really was. They'd been up close under the covers, but he was definitely something to behold. Her fingers reached out to tentatively grazed him. Who knew her delicate touch would have cause such a reaction in him?

He hissed between his teeth, and clinched his eyes shut again. They'd been going in slow motion since her threw her on the bed, but after a little bit of shuffling from his feet to escape his jeans, he climbed on the bed with her. Both his strong hands pulled her yoga pants and panties down in one swooping motion. His finger dipped into her and he made the obvious observation, "You're ready for me, Bells."

"Yes, always. I love you, Jacob."

"I love you," they both positioned themselves higher up in her bed, she was glad she'd been lazy and not made her bed that morning. He hovered over body next, and then proceeded to build their passion back up by kissing her. They were getting back into a frenzy again. There were no hesitations this time, she wasn't about to tell him she wasn't ready. This time she knew she was, the doubts had all been erased. His hand sought out the wrapper, but his mouth never left hers; she heard him open it. Part of her wanted to remind him of her birth control pills, but it was probably best to still use the condom. His palm pushed her thigh further, she willingly opened further for him.

This was it, she felt him right there, but he asked one more thing, "Is this what you really want, Bells?"

Of course it was, why did he feel the need to ask? He was so close to being inside of her. She nodded and dug her heels into him and pushed his hips with her hands all at once. Her breath caught it in her throat, shit, it hurt. She should have let him go slower, but it was too late now.

"Bells," he wasn't moving yet and he kissed her deeply again. "Relax, honey, its okay. I love you, I love you so fucking much, honey." He kissed her a couple of more times. She took a few deep breaths. Without a doubt, she felt so full; like she didn't even know she could be that filled, but the burn was not as painful and she was ready to try moving.

As soon as she shifted her pelvis upward he took over. She caught on fairly quick. They moved in sync with one another. She figured out what made it feel better, when to hold still, when to move with him. Her foot moved up and down the back of his thigh, his hand went under her. When he did that, he'd put her in exactly the right spot.

He must have sensed it, "Yeah, just like that. Let yourself go, I want to feel you come around me."

Jake's sexy bedroom voice and the constant stimulation of his pubic bone hitting against her caused her to fall over the edge. If that would have been it, she would have been completely satisfied. She held on to her high for several thrusts, but lucky for her, he had lots more to give. This moment was nothing like the many dreams she'd had. The reality was, she could not have conjured what it really would be like until she was experiencing it firsthand. His hand holding onto hers while he kissed her was delicate and sweet, but his movements within her were forceful and demanding. How did he do that? It was like being in two places at once. They went on like that for quite a bit longer, but on her third orgasm, he joined her. Heat, sweat, and gratification covered her. Her mind was finally catching up to what her body had just experienced. Jake and I made love, was what she told herself. He pulled out and he took his weight off her. She felt like she was being deprived of oxygen for a second without him there any longer. He layed next to her for a few seconds. He caught his breath way before she steadied hers. He hopped up and held up one finger, but he was back from the bathroom before she had time to miss him.

They were on their sides facing each other. He held her face in his hand, "You okay?"

"Yes, I'm perfect."

"I already knew that," he laughed, "But are you still hurting?"

"No, I feel too good to hurt," was her answer.

He pulled her against his chest. Should they discuss what it meant, what they'd done? Here they were, supposed to be staying away from one another, but they'd just committed the ultimate act of love. Sure, many people had sex and that's all it was...a physical act. She knew that sex between them was so much more, but she couldn't describe all the implications.

"Hey," he pulled back just enough, so they could see each other's faces. "You know, we have nothing to be sorry for. Some things just can't be denied, Bells and I needed you like I need air to breath. This is between us, no one will ever understand...only the two of us know what it means."

"I can't live without you Jacob, but I don't know how to keep pretending with the rest of the world."

It's what she knew they were going to do. He didn't have to spell it out, this would happen again. They would keep it a secret. She immediately figured out ways she could compartmentalize it. Everyone was against this, with good reason. She wasn't willing to come clean to Seth. He would be destroyed, but she still convinced herself there was something good between them. How could she be good for him? She was sleeping with another man, but she pushed that thought aside.

Jacob noted the time, Bella expected Charlie within the hour. She didn't want him to leave her ever, but it was their reality. He gave her a few instructions. The condoms were a must to mask the scents at least a little bit. Bella spent a lot of time around the pack now. Jacob told her to wash everything, take a really long shower. He even told her to flip the couch cushions downstairs and to Febreze the whole downstairs. Good God, by the time he was finished, she felt like she'd taken part in a crime and was covering it up. There was some truth to that and she knew it. He promised her, he'd find them their own spot, being at Charlie's was too risky. She pulled the sheet around her and accompanied him to the door.

They kissed one last time, "It's going to be alright," he promised.

She shook her head like she believed him, but was it really? Could they make such a promise? They were starting up a secret affair, and they resided among a supernatural species that had acute senses. To top it all off, Jacob shared his mind with them. When he shut the door, she let her body slide down the wall. Her eyes were closed, whatever it takes and damn the consequences. She pulled herself together and got busy with the tasks she needed to accomplish in a very short amount of time.

In the bathroom, she swore her reflection asked her, "Who are you?"

She faced the image, "I'm Jacob's." The truth was both haunting and exceptional, but she refused to take a step back, she would only move forward.

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