Last Time on P & C's...
Bella clicks her tongue after a little while, pushing herself up from the bench and heading off to the lodge, "I'm gunna go get a hot chocolate," she says turning as she walks. She stops and turns fully, looking at me silently.
"So we're officially un-enemies now?"
"Officially," I say back. That's the most I can give her right now. "Who knows though? I might even come to you wedding still."
She smiles, and turns back, and I follow her retreating figure with my eyes as she plods up the snow, slipping on some ice in true Bella style.
I laugh quietly to myself as she rights herself and I turn my gaze back to scanning over to the base of the B–X run, looking for my Ness to come down.
Get a little fire back in my sole...
Two updates in one week! oh you must have been good little girls (and boys).
Thank you for all the lovely reviews, and welcome to my new readers. Aretee you did good for me in this chapter. Rue 21 sounds like a night club to me ;-p
Now, back to Jake and his time up in the snow. If I had a man like Jake, I'd never leave him unattended with the powder hodad's girls circling. Lucky he only has eyes for Ness.
Chapter 37 – The Contortionist.
I'm not alone for more than two minutes before a few girls come and sit in the space Bella was just in. Only there are four of them, and they don't all fit. Three are squished up, almost touching me. And, just as I'm about to move to the very edge of the bench, the fourth one, comes around to my other side.
"You're not boarding today?" the forth asks me.
"Ah…well, I was, but I'm just taking a break for a bit." Where the fuck is Ness?
"Cool," she nods. "You here all week?" they look like that same type of California blond girls I saw earlier. Only their hair is tied back. And two of them are brunettes. Maybe a little preppy—it's hard to tell in the cold weather gear. I think these ones might actually know how to ski, but I still doubt they live for the fresh powder. I think I could live for the fresh powder. The crispness, the cold, the sound of the snow beneath my shoe, it's amazing. I feel like I could hike up the tops of these peaks and ski down forever.
I nod at prep girl number four, trying to be polite. Would it be rude if I just got up and left? Maybe I could just find Bella. No, I don't want do that. That'd give her the wrong idea. "'Till Saturday."
"Cool. You on Christmas Break?"
I nod again. I really have to learn how to be ruder. Ness would have some smart ass comment to throw at them.
"Cool, what school do you go to?"
"Ah… Forks High?" Like they'd know where that is.
"Oh. A high school guy," she sings. "Girls, he's still in high school," number four calls to one, two and three, leaning over me and moving just that bit closer. "I go to Virginia," stressing the virgin part of the word. Something tells me a virgin, she 'aint. Her hand grips over my jacket and feels the muscle on my arms. This would look very bad if Ness was to show up right now.
Number three leans in, "I bet you get mistaken for like, a twenty-five year old all the time."
I swallow, shrugging, everyone already knows who I am on the rez and in Forks. Anyway, I don't care, Ness already knows how old I am; which 168 days older than her, and that's all that matters to me. I'm guessing that these women are a few years older than me. College girls; and they're voracious. And I now have two of them hanging off of me.
"I'm Blair," number three says, "and this is Kelly, Jules and Stella," pointing to four, two and one, respectively.
"Jake," I say back. Why did I do that? I should have given some fake name. Now I'm gunna have them following me around and calling out my name all week. Ness is gunna have a field day with this. Laugh her tits off, I'm sure. Mmmm, Ness's tits, god I'm missing them. I could just suck on those tits, up in the mountains, fucking her in the fresh powder.
"Nice to meet you Jake," number three putting some kind of wannabe sexy spin on my name. It doesn't work. I've got to get the fuck out of here. I slide my bruised ass forwards, creeping until my butt is about to fall off the bench. I pick up my board, standing and moving backwards towards the lifts. I don't care if it takes me to a Black run; I'd be happy if it did. I want away from the bitches in heat.
"Yep. Nice to meet you all. I'm just gunna…" I say non-committedly, thumbing over to somewhere… anywhere that isn't here.
But they all get up and follow me.
Now what the fuck do I do?
"Are you headed up to 'Cloud Nine'?" number two asks.
This is my out. "No, too easy, I might go do 'Big Bang'."
"Oh, a double black," she smiles, "right on."
Oh fuck. They can snowboard… I only remembered the name because I saw the sign and I like the TV show. And that's gunna take me right to the base of the park, a half hour trip back up to where Ness will be in— and nowhere near fresh snow.
"We'll come with you," says number two.
"Maybe you can give us some tips, some pointers," number three adds, biting her lips between her teeth and smiling shyly at me. I am quite convinced she's not shy though, I think assertive is the word I'd use.
I am so fucked. So in over my head. I don't know how the fuck to turn down such rapacious girls.
Then, before I can formulate any other sort of excuse, I hear a board grate up alongside us, really close - skilfully close. And a tiny warm arm links with mine. And my lungs fill and I feel that my head has been under water and I've just resurfaced. That delightful, life giving breath after being submerged. I can breathe. Ness.
"Sorry, he's got a private lesson now," she says apologetically. I know she isn't, I can see the fire bubbling in her eyes as she fleetingly scans over my four would-be suitors and obviously finding them lacking by the undaunted look she gives them. Then she pulls me down to her tiny height, her mouth just grazing the shell of my ear, "I've finally managed to ditch Emmett!" she whispers quietly to me, her eyes now ablaze for a very different and much more pleasurable reason.
Number four lets out a dismissive scoff, and my attention is taken from Ness as I see the blond look her up and down, a mean-girl leer forming, "What, in the kids club? You can do better than a little kid, Jake."
She thinks she's funny. Maybe she thinks Ness is just a little kid. A freshman with a crush on me. God knows I was stupid enough to think as much for weeks. But number four is being malicious in the way she's delivered her assumptions. And I don't tolerate malice.
I don't know these girls. They don't know me. They certainly don't know Ness. And no one talks about her like that. No one.
And well… thank the fuck to the lords... she's ditched Emmett!
I wind my arm around her shoulder, pulling Renesmee closer to me. "Hey!" I call out to the un-virgin. "Look again, Miss Rue 21, this a'int no kid. This is a woman. And let me tell you, this is the finest specimen of a woman I have ever seen in my life. But more than that, she is the love of my life. I can't do any better, because there isn't anyone better. So if you'll excuse us, I'm going to go make love to this beautiful woman before her cousin comes and tries to cock block us again."
And with that I hoist Ness over my shoulder, like a cave man, one arm holding my board and the other over her ass as her arms and head dangles down my back. I stomp off, quickly forgetting the four muff-keteers. I've got something much better to think about now, now that she's managed to dodge Emmett. This is the most excited I've been in days. I've got an instant raging boner at just the idea of us getting ten minutes to ourselves, preferably a good thirty though.
She's still clipped into her board and it's digging into my hip as we walk along. She's chuckling with each step I take. Knowing her like I do, I shouldn't be, but I am a little surprised at her reaction. I just told a bunch of strangers that we're gunna go off and fuck and I'm carrying her over my shoulder and were getting looks from everyone in the area as we go. And all she's doing is giggling. That's all, no yelling to put her down, no 'that's private, how could you say that?"… Just giggles.
She gives me a drumroll kind of two handed pat on the ass, "I can't believe you called her Miss Rue 21," she laughs.
"Believe it baby," I laugh, "we are invincible," a good, broad handed pat right back on her ass, followed by a meaty squeeze in front of some old dude who is staring at us to highlight my point. Best ass ever.
"Are you gunna put me down any time soon?" She's not demanding, there's just amusement in her voice. It feels like she's lifted up her head, I think must be looking at all the people, the old dude and the Rue 21 girls, who are staring at us with mouths open like pacific cod. I can feel her elbow digging in to my back as I keep on waking over to the gondola that takes us back to the village.
Finally, when we get to the gondola line, I lower her back down. Placing her gently on her feet but never letting go of her. Her board is quick release, so she bends down briefly, flicking the strap on her front foot, and using her boot to undo the back one. Then with one arm slung over her upright board, she steps that little bit closer to me, up on to tippy toes. Her lips try to brush mine as her body presses against me, and her free hand grasps a hold old of my neck warmer, pulling me down.
"For the record Jake, that cave man act…" oh no, I've gone and blown it with my alpha male crap. "That objectification, and public statement of our sex life to a bunch of girls who all wanted a piece of you…" so fucked. "That is the sexiest god damned thing I have ever seen. So fucking sexy." Maybe I'm not so fucked then… or should I say, will be getting fucked, in the good way, instead.
"You like the caveman thing, hey?" I rumble into her lips.
Her hot tongue slips out and tastes me. "I like a little bit of possessiveness."
"Oh, you are so getting owned," I say, pressing my hard dick into her tummy.
"Owned?" she challenges, weaving her fingers through my hair and pulling seductively.
"Owned, taken, filled, possessed. Choose your adjective baby." My hand is on her hips, my thumb has found its way under her long snow jacket, and is burrowing its way under her thermals too.
"Owned is fine by me," she purrs, lifting up even higher and pressing her lips to mine.
We stand like this, making out in broad daylight, gorging on each other's faces as we wait for the sky boat to arrive. Now that I think of it, we haven't even shared much more than quick and soft, innocent kisses since we got to the snow either. I'm gunna take as much as I can in the time we have. I'm pretty sure Ness feels the same way too; we only stop kissing for a minute to board and she tugs me along, into a far corner, hiding herself behind my hulking frame and I kiss her some more.
We do stop eventually, when we realize there is a family with small kids standing less than two feet from where we're dry humping. But I can't let her go, instead we just cuddle while standing and interchanging our glances between the panoramic windows and gazing into each other's eyes. I wonder what it would feel like to free fall from this high. I'd say it'd be as good as it feels to be enfolded in this little woman, soaring up this far above the ground does. That's how it would feel.
We get to the bottom and we all but sprint up the village road and around the corner to the house. We all have a key and I have mine ready and waiting to go in the little hole before we even get to the door… and then I get my key out. No seriously… I unlock that door faster than I've ever unlocked anything in my life. With the solid oak entrance open, we throw our boards in the wet room, I shove Ness in to the entryway and slam the door hard behind us.
We stand in the foyer for a few seconds, a few feet apart and just silently examining at each other. My heart pounding in my chest, my eyes raking over her beautiful face which is slightly flushed from all our earlier heavy petting and her eyes are bright and shining with her inner strength. Then, as if a starters-gun has gone off, we collide. Ness jumps up and her legs wind around my waist. I stumble against the wall, pressing her back into the plaster.
And that's as far into the house as we get. In seconds, she's managed to unzip my jacket and then her own, I have to put her down to shrug the coat off. Then she's down on her knees, ripping at my pants, hot warm fingers puling and stroking at my length, then an even hotter and warmer mouth taking me in.
"Oh fuck Ness," I moan, jerking my hips, pressing myself deeper into her mouth.
She just replies with some heavy suction, pulling and kneading. "Oh my god. Ness. It's been too long. I'm gunna blow. Not like this, Ness," I pant. Pulling my hips away and she releases me with a soft popping sound.
"Then how?" she solicits impishly from her crouched position below me.
"Like this," I growl, yanking her up and tugging her pants down. She reckons she likes getting owned.
I'm all over that.
I turn her by the shoulders, commandingly pressing her face-first against the wall, her hands splayed out by her shoulders as her head turns side in, her cheek pressing into the wallpaper. "You feel owned yet Ness?" I say, my wild hands grabbing great big handfuls of perfect milky ass and using my knee to spread her legs as far as her dropped pants will allow. My mouth drags down the line of her jaw, kissing and nipping as I go. Long fingers slipping between the warm wet of her inner thighs as I suck a long drawn out symbol of my lust on the side of her throat.
She doesn't answer me, she's just moaning, distracted by my fingers that are slick with her wet as I play with her love spot. God I've missed those sounds.
"How about it Ness," I move higher, my hands slowly moving up her body, feeling the dip and swell of her arched back, the softness of her breasts. I lift and push her shirt off her body, her arms raising to help, the top is pulled over her head, her long ponytail falling back on to her thin lace white camisole as it does, and the shirt is discarded on the floor. My hands travel up the length of her arms, I love that they're so slender yet so strong.
But I'm stronger.
And much taller.
I hoist her up, yanking her foot out of a boot and letting a leg fall free of her snow pants. One arm winds up under her thigh and lifts her leg up until the other foot on the ground is forced on to tippy toes and slowly I turn her. Like a ballet pas de deux, slowly she spins until she's facing me, her upper leg now hooked over my shoulder. She's doing the splits standing up. Just like on the August page of my calendar. And she's looking straight at me; heat and fire and all-consuming lust burning into my very being.
I grasp firmly around her wrists, holding her willingly hostage against the wall, the tip of my full throbbing erection pressing just at the entrance of her damp petals, "You feel taken?"
"Yeah," she breathes; the only mindful thing she can utter.
The head of my cock enters, slowly, teasingly, until I'm filling her up to the hilt. God I've missed this feeling— of Ness surrounding me. "You feel filled now baby?" I say standing, fixed and refusing to budge against her little wiggles and attempts to move to gain some friction. I feel in command.
"Oh Jacob, yes. Yes. Just fuck me... please," she moans her eyes closed as she tries to claw at the nothingness in her palms.
Her wish is my command, and I pull back, this time ramming back in much harder, much faster and much deeper. She lets out foggy cry of pleasure as I start to move. I hold her wrists tight, suspended above our heads and against the wall as my chest presses into hers.
I'm still too tall like this, and I've had my knees bent a little, so I stand fully, literally lifting Ness up by her arms and my cock, her lower foot completely off the ground now. And the stretch it gives to that leg that is hooked over my shoulder does something to her pussy. It goes into overdrive tight. And it's now all I can think about.
About just how tight this pussy that is wrapped around my dick is. Tight. Wet. Hot. Ness.
Invincible.
In and out, pounding her ass into the wall with each thrust. My mouth finds hers and my lips are pressing, urging, and seeking her. She parts her lips and sucks my tongue into her mouth, and it sends a jolt of blood to my already heavily engorged dick, pushing me closer to that release I've been craving all week.
"Fuck," I moan into her mouth, increasing the pace of each thrust. Forgetting our little game of domination, I drop her hands and they wind around the muscle of my neck to hold on for the ride. One hand winding around the back of her head and forcing her lips closer to mine, the other holding her ass and waist as I pull her into my shaft. Each thrust in and out brings a call of gratification from her lips that echoes into my throat. Closer and closer I climb, building and promoting that fiery culmination I'm after.
Breathless, I pull back from her lips, grunting with each thrust as my face buries in the glorious smelling curls.
"Oh god I love you Jacob. Oh god I've missed you."
"I know Ness….oh yeah… I love… aughh…you too." My words a jumbled mess as my focus is split; firstly on the woman in front of me, the sounds she's making, the feeling of her soft porcelain skin under my hands, and secondly; the pure ecstasy I feel building in my straining supreme shaft. I'm gunna cum.
I'm trying to wait until I feel Nessie get slightly tighter, for what I know is the writing on the wall for her climax, but I can't wait. Like a pressurized cylinder has been thrown into her fire, I explode; deep into her, shuddering and convulsing and letting out a mighty roar as I peak.
She's clinging to me, holding me tight as she desperately tries to keep up. But I've had too much of a head start. Or I've just been too horny for too long; either way, I'm spent from that unrivaled orgasm. My whole body ebbs down, my knees giving way and I lower us both to the floor in my numbed exulted state.
I can't think straight and it takes me a moment to come back to my body. When I finally do, I see we are a tangled up mess of arms and legs, I'm still inside of her and her leg is still over my shoulder as she sits on my lap. Somehow I've ended up with my back against the wall and Ness's other foot wrapped around my waist and it's trapped behind it.
She's a fucking contortionist. I am so. Fucking. Lucky.
"Aren't you uncomfortable?" I laugh, tilting my head and kissing the inside of her knee as it rests by my jaw.
"Only a little," she smiles, kissing my lips and then shifting her legs off and away.
"Sorry I was so fast," I mumble into her temple as she settles back in, sideways on my lap, her knees curled up comfortably. I still have my pants half on and it's forced my legs to be straight out as I sit, bare assed on the cool tiled floor.
"It's okay," she whispers, kissing my shoulder through my shirt. She links her fingers with mine, I love the way her tiny hands fit into mine. I love everything about this little woman; her soft pink lips, her supple full breasts, her velvety firm thighs. I run my hand over her thigh, up and over the curve of her ass and hip and then back around to where all those good things culminate in the middle. My fingers lightly running over the puckered rim of her ass and down further to the moist edge of her heat.
She squirms a little against my legs, the evidence of my orgasm squelching between us. I have to stifle the whinge I want to let out from the sensation of it running down my thigh.
"Let's go take a shower," she laughs, shaking her head at me, knowing how much my own spunk grosses me out even when it kind of turns me on at the same time. She pulls me up to my feet, and with my pants heaved up and Ness naked from the waist down, we scoop up our boots and discarded clothes and scuttle upstairs to the bathroom.
Yes, a shower with Ness. Refresh and reset, and then I should be up for round two, and this time I'm making her my number one priority.
She turns on the water, striping off all the way before then testing the water and stepping in when it's ready. I follow suit and am only a step behind her. I grab for the soap and start lathering up in my hands.
"Yes," she hisses as my soapy fingers find her hard nipples. My hands glide over her soft smooth skin and her back arches. Then Ness takes the soap and it's my turn, she washes me from front to back. She pays special attention to my flaccid shaft. I suppose she's hoping for round two in the shower. But it's too soon. I'm willing my dick to stand to attention, but 'the big chief' is worn-out. He needs some recharge time.
I really do mean it. As soon as I can, we are so going for round two. I'm gunna rock her world. I am invincible. I just need five more minutes. Just five.
But Ness has other plans.
She takes the head of the nozzle off the wall and washes us both down. Then she plays with the spiny dial, turning it until the jet of water is pulsing and she sits down in the combination tub-shower, pulling me down with her.
She points the spray at herself, the thick stream of white, bubbled fluid spraying over her throat, and chest, lapping over her sweetly curved mounds.
Ness reclines back in the tub, her legs wide as they press against the outer edges. She's looking me straight in the eye as I sit on the opposite end. Watching this beautiful woman as she displays to me her hot, wet, cherry pie. The spray getting closer and closer, inching towards the fine auburn curls between her legs, her free hand pinching and tweaking a peaked rosebud nipple.
She smiles, her pretty lips turning up and showing me her perfect white teeth. Then she winks, the best set of bedroom eyes a guy could imagine. "I discovered the vibration setting on the nozzle."
Well holy fuck.
A little bit of relief for our young lovers.
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