A/N: THIS CHAPTER HAS EXPLICIT SEXUAL SITUATIONS, PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU'RE NOT MATURE ENOUGH! Next chapter will be the last chapter before the big battle! Go vote on the poll on my profile if you want more smut OR if you don't. Hope you enjoy!

As soon as I got out of the shower, I changed into the clothes I had brought in here. Thankfully, Bella had grabbed a sleeker pair of underwear. It was hot pink and lacey, with two little bows on the sides. I had gotten them to feel empowered, as stupid as it sounds. They made me feel good about myself, and now, hopefully, they'd made me feel confident enough to do this.

I let my hair stay down and pulled one of Jacob's long sleeved black shirts on. It went barely past my butt. I washed my face again and looked at myself in the mirror, tuning in to Jacob's thoughts and making sure he wasn't tuned in to mine.

Once I checked, I looked myself in the mirror one last time and asked myself if I really wanted to do this. I promised myself one thing. I wasn't going to push myself to go all the way. Just a little bit past the line of comfort. It's not like I didn't want it. Of course I did. There have been many, many times where I'd thought of this and instantly just wanted it to happen. Now, it was.

I stepped out of the bathroom and went out into the living room. Jacob was laying out on the couch without a shirt and with an old pair of jeans on. I leaned on the wall beside me, crossing my arms as he stared at the TV above the fireplace. Here we go.

"Hey, Elle, I just made a big fire outside. I thought we could make s'mores for a while." Jacob quickly eyed my outfit. I felt his mood change just a tiny bit, before he said, "You might have to put pants on, though." He laughed, getting off the couch and heading into the kitchen to get the supplies. Well, that was a flop.

I throw some shorts on and head outside to find Jacob sitting on a log by the fire with 2 long sticks with marshmallows already on them. I sat beside him as he handed me mine and he threw his arm around me.

He thrust his marshmallow immediately into the fire, letting it burn for a few seconds before blowing the fire off. "That's such a waste." I say to him. "You have to hold it over the coals and let it burn from the inside out."

"But, Elle," he argues, "it's so much better just burning it, then it's got the gooey feeling in your mouth." He says, popping it into his mouth.

I laugh, shaking my head, putting my hand on his knee. Will this maybe help…? I shake away the awkward feelings, knowing he'll feel it, too.

I quickly finish roasting mine, and place it into my mouth. "Thanks for bringing these." I say, licking off my fingers from the gooey marshmallows. Jacob's eyes flash a bit of lust in them and in his emotions, but he shakes it off, just like earlier.

"No problem." He says with a chuckle. After another couple, I rest my head on his shoulder, moving my hand slightly farther up now. Jacob notices immediately, sitting up a little straighter. I can almost feel him searching my mind, but I don't let anything slip.

"It's so nice outside." I tell him. "So far from people… vampires. Just the two of us." I turn and kiss his shoulder at that statement.

Jacob turns his entire body to face me now, making me move my hand. "Elle, what's going on? You're acting different." My cheeks blush. He doesn't want to.

"Doesn't want to what? You're worrying me." I stand, now uncomfortable, and wipe my sweaty palms on my shirt, crossing my arms.

"Nothing." I say, plastering a fake smile on my lips. "No biggie." It doesn't matter now. He was just saying that in the hot tub earlier, definitely. I'm making him uncomfortable, and he doesn't want it.

Jacob stands now and uncrosses my arms, grabbing my hands in the process. "What do you think I don't want to do, Elle? Talk to me."

I sigh, giving in. I look down as I say it, too embarrassed. "I was just… thinking about earlier. When you said… I just had to ask… Well, I thought about it more." I look up now. "I guess this is me asking?"

Jacob furrows his eyebrows, and one word comes out of his mouth. "What?"

I groan, making my way back inside. He tugs on my hand and pulls me back. "I'm just confused, Elle."

I groan again in frustration, grabbing his face in my hands. "I want you… to do what you did earlier, but more. I want to make you feel good, and I want you to make me feel good again."

I've never seen his eyes get wider than they are now.

I drop my hands. "But, it's totally okay if you don't want to, I completely understand, and don't worry about it, honestly."

Jacob looks at me for a second longer before slamming his lips onto mine, circling his arms around my waist. My arms go around his waist as his travel down to my hips and almost right over my butt. "Can I…?" I send my confirmation in my head, and his hands travel more south, cupping my butt.

Jacob lifts me up and puts my legs around his waist. I pull away, kissing down his neck and jaw just like he did earlier to me. I go right next to his Adam's Apple and kiss harshly and he walks inside. He sucks in a sharp breath from the sensation as I nip and suck at it.

Before I know it, I'm being thrown onto a bed with Jacob on top of me. He lowers his lips on mine again as my legs lock around his hips. Suddenly, he moves into a certain spot where everything aligns, causing us both to release a moan at the feeling. He moves again against the me, asking me in my head if it was okay. I reply with a "fuck, yes" and nothing else.

Jacob's hand travels from beside my head to my face, and down to my side, before it's right under my breast. I nod, already knowing what he was going to do. His hand cups my breast at the same time our hips rut against each other, causing a growl to come from him and a whimper from me.

His mouth follows my jaw again as he switches hands. It travels the farthest south it's ever gone. I go to take my shirt off before he can ask, happy I have on a matching bra. Jacob sits back, looking at my torso. I feel more… vulnerable. I was just in the same attire not three hours earlier, yet this feels different.

"You're so beautiful…" Jacob states, out loud, and in his head to me. "Please don't be nervous. You're perfect. If you want me to stop, tell me. Promise me you will."

"I promise."

Jacob's lips start at my neck, making their way down my collarbone, and down my chest. He pauses momentarily at my breasts, admiring them an extra second. His hand pauses over the buttons of my shorts before he looks up at me. I nod.

He slowly unbuttons my pants and pulls them down, revealing the matching underwear beneath them. "Holy shit." He breathes out. Jacob lays beside me, putting his hand on my stomach, kissing me again.

"Can I touch you?" He asks, sending only love through the mind link.

"I want you to." I reply, kissing him again.

Jacob's hand traces the top of my underwear, slowly traveling further down over them. When he hits a certain spot, I suck in a sharp breath. He slowly circles his fingers over my underwear in that certain spot. "Does that feel okay?" He questions.

"That feels amazing, Jacob." I tell him, the words coming out as a moan. "Can you… Can you go under the panties?" I ask, looking up at him once again. He moves his hand away and I almost groan at the loss.

"Are you sure?"

I take his hand, pushing a little past the edge of the underwear. "Yes." I retract my hand from his as he travels down. As soon as he presses on what I assume is my clit, a short gasp comes out. I moan, grabbing his bicep as he continues making circles around and on the place of interest.

Jacob picks up the pace as he rubs faster and faster. My eyes flutter shut and my mouth falls open as my back starts to arch. "Fuck, that feels amazing, Jacob."

After the same amount of rubbing and teasing and tapping and making me fall apart, his lips fall to my cleavage. I feel his tongue go in between my breasts as much as it can with my bra on. His fingers pick up speed on my clit again.

A strong bubble builds in my stomach as he sucks, licks, and blows cool air on spots around my chest. "Jacob, I'm…" It gets more and more intense. My moans get louder as I grip his hair, holding his mouth in place to keep the pleasure.

The bubble in my abdomen expands and expands as he presses and rubs harder on my clit. My back arches into him and I hear him growl and feel his hips rut onto my thigh, feeling almost the same amount of pleasure as me.

Before I know it, the noises coming from me uncontrollably get louder and louder. My eyes squeeze shut again as I grab Jacob's head so hard I'm scared I might pull out some of his hair. That's when the bubble pops.

I feel everything in me explode as Jacob continues pleasuring me as much as he can. We both let out loud groans as my hips rut against his hand, trying to get as much pleasure as I can. I feel myself slowly come down from my high as well as him as his rubbing gets slower and slower until it comes to a stop.

Jacob rolls off of me and lays next to me as I continue catching my breath. "Jacob… that was amazing. Thank you so much."

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asks. I nod. "That was pretty amazing for me, too." Jacob claims, but I still feel his lust radiating. He didn't finish.

"Jacob, can I help you out, now?" His eyebrows shoot up. A yawn falls out of my mouth as my eyes droop. That experience tired me out more than I thought it would.

"Elle, don't worry about that." He presses a kiss to my forehead as I get more and more tired.

"I love you," I say, looking up at him. He smiles at me, stroking my cheek.

"I love you too, Elle. Goodnight."