And now you're my whole life
now you're my whole world
I just can't believe the way I feel about you, girl
We'll look back someday, at this moment that we're in
And I'll look at you and say
And I thought I loved you then
Brad Paisley - Then
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She felt like water.
She felt like water that had been contained, kept in too small of a space for far too long. The dam that had been holding her keeping her from moving, threatening to overflow. But now…now she had been freed. The floodgates had opened, letting all of her love for Jacob overflow.
It was now evident to her that her love for the man beside her could never be contained again. What had happened between them had opened a connection between them that was now irrevocable.
She panted slightly, basking in the slightly breathless feeling that only Jacob seemed to give her. Her heart was slamming against her chest so fast that it felt like a hummingbird was trapped inside, it's wings beating against her ribcage. Smiling to herself, she enjoyed the feeling as she realized that he had been the one to give it to her. She wound her leg into his, running her hand down the side of his smooth, sculpted side. Her fingertips ran further forward, over the concave dips and protruding ripples of the muscles on his side. The tip of her pointer finger traced the line that was half of the deep 'v' shaped muscle of his abdomen that seemed to beckon her downwards to his…
"Hey," he growled playfully, tensing slightly under her touch. She looked up, a mischievous smile dancing on her lips.
"Yes?" She questioned coyly. He chuckled a deep, raspy laugh and gently grabbed her wrist.
He met her gaze, his eyes dark and playful. He growled lightly, making his chest rumble just enough to make the sound be heard. Renesmee couldn't resist letting her lips part into a seductive smile.
"Is there any part of you that isn't covered in muscles? I…I just want to touch them…" she murmured, her eyes growing slightly unfocused as she stared down at the 'V' on his abdomen.
"You can touch me all you want….as long as I can return the favor."
Renesmee snickered. "I invite it."
Jacob chuckled softly, pushing a strand of her hair behind her shoulder. She was lying on her side next to him, completely naked and exposed. Their bodies were pressed up against each other on the couch. There wasn't really enough room for them to both be lying lengthwise next to each other, but that was part of it's appeal.
"You really are trying to kill me," he said softly, nuzzling his nose into her slightly damp hairline. Sweat danced on both of their brow lines from their exertion on the couch, but neither seemed to care how hot and humid the tiny den had suddenly become. Both of them were determinedly trying to savor what had just happened between them. Renesmee turned to lie on her back on the couch, no longer caring that she was completely exposed and naked, pressed against his side.
Her eyes focused hazily on the white ceiling of the small room as her mind whirred with activity. Flashes of Jacob moving on top of her, kissing down her neck, his tongue mingling with hers as they moved together in perfect sync…it was almost too much. Almost.
"I didn't…I didn't hurt you…did I?" Jacob's timid, unsure voice cut through the muggy air in the dark den. He reached behind himself on the couch, finally silencing the DVD menu that had seemed to play the same title music for hours.
Renesmee did a quick, silent inventory of everything. She felt fine - in fact, she felt wonderful.
"Don't fib," he ordered quickly, his voice concerned but firm.
"No," she said simply, still staring up at the ceiling. Jacob silently took his own bodily inventory.
"You hurt me," he chuckled, shifting on the couch. "I'm going to have bruises the shape of your fingers on my butt cheeks."
Renesmee's eyes were immediately the size of saucers. "Oh, Jacob, I'm sorry!" she gasped, her head whipping to the side to look at him. He flashed his white teeth and laughed.
"You didn't really hurt me you goon," he guffawed, pulling on a damp curl. The coppery strand of hair bounced as he let it go. Renesmee gave him a mortified look as he grinned at her.
"That's the beauty of this whole…imprint thing. You're made for me and I'm made for you…so….you can't hurt me…I'm tough."
Renesmee studied his face for a second, searching his chiseled features for a lie.
"Sap."
He laughed again. "I'm trying to make you feel better about roughly grabbing my butt during sex," he laughed, his voice dropping with slight embarrassment, "and you're calling me a sap for basically saying I was made for you. Pfft, women," he said, feigning annoyance.
"The rest of the pack is sooo going to hear about this, aren't they? Oh crap, I just-"
"-It's okay, it's okay," he promised, kissing her forehead. "You know Ness, the sex I can hide from my pack if I'm careful, but….I don't think I could hide that if I tried. If I wasn't so content to lie here with you and stare….I would um….well…want to go look in the mirror."
Renesmee's cheeks reddened. "You're mean," she giggled. "I just wanted….well…what I wanted," she mumbled, finishing her sentence rather bashfully.
"Oh I know what you wanted," he responded coyly.
Renesmee's eyes narrowed for a split second. She had never been able to take teasing very well, whether it was her goofy Uncle Emmett, her grandpa Charlie, Seth, or even Jake. Especially Jake.
She rolled over so that she was straddling his naked body. Giving him her best sultry, so-sexy-they're-only-seen-in magazines bedroom eyes, she stared down at him. Placing her hands on his hardened pecs, she opened her connection with him. Images and flashes of their lovemaking just moments ago flooded his mind making it hard to even see straight.
"You did know what I wanted…only I wanted it harder…."
"Hmm?" he moaned, closing his eyes so that he could enjoy her visions.
"Faster," she teased with a groan, grinding her warm center against his hardening arousal. She wanted to see how far he would let her take this before stopping her.
"Ahh…." he sucked in a gasp of air, his eyes squeezed shut.
"More," she growled slightly, leaning down to whisper in his ear.
Jacob's head tilted back, his senses completely assaulted by the erotic images. He wanted her again…and now.
With his eyes still closed, he grabbed her by the hips that she was using to tease and taunt him so….
"Shit Renesmee," he groaned, grinding his teeth together. She still sat straddled on his hips, enjoying the feeling of Jacob losing control.
"Yes Jacob?"
"Gah….argh," he grunted, finally giving in. He lifted he up just enough so that he could slip himself inside her. Renesmee's eyes went wide and she gasped loudly as his strong hands held her down on top of him. The feeling of him inside of her with nothing between them was simply exquisite; she had never felt anything so appealing. Her sensitive skin could feel every inch of him, and it felt amazing. However, she couldn't let herself enjoy it.
"Jake," she panted, picking up her hands. His eyes flew open to her slightly panicked ones, and he instantly dropped his hands from her hips.
Renesmee jumped off of him, disappearing in a pale blur. His eyes stayed wide as he realized just how carried away he had gotten. He was about to panic when Renesmee appeared back in front of him, a shiny foil package between her small fingers.
"Here," she hissed, her bare chest heaving. He had to pry his eyes away from her bare, perfect breasts to roll the condom onto himself. She tackled him and they resumed before he could even finish another thought. His desperation to join himself with her again overcame every thought in his mind that would have normally said 'be careful'. By the time he rolled on top of her and sunk himself back into her to the hilt, neither one could remember why they had just been panicking. The feeling of her silky walls around his throbbing erection was more than he could handle.
This girl feels like absolute heaven, he thought briefly before moving against her wet heat. I could go forever and not get tired of this….but I won't get tired of trying…
He set a fast and somewhat frenzied pace, completely unable to regain control of himself. Renesmee wasn't helping matters, Her hands were everywhere; in his hair, on his behind, scraping up his back….it was too much.
He poured himself into her, silently cursing the need for condoms. The brief second he had felt her silky walls around him had been bliss. He already ached for it again.
He groaned as the feeling of completion settled over his taut muscles. Renesmee writhed beneath him, alternating between soft little sighs and chewing on her bottom lip. He looked down at her, sweaty, glowing, and erotic as hell.
And she's all mine…
He rolled off of her, not wanting to suffocate her with his scorching hot skin in the already hot room. They panted together as their bodies relaxed, both of them trying to breath normally again.
Jacob looked over at her. She was wiping her brow and using his arm that was behind her head as a pillow. They were squished together on the too-small couch, but he wouldn't want it any other way. His imprint looked so peaceful and beautiful in that moment that he felt like an idiot for almost ruining it with his primal, sexual urge to join their bodies.
I won't do to her what Edward did to her mother…he silently vowed, setting his jaw firmly.
They laid together in silence for a few more minutes, each one collecting their thoughts. He was just happy that they had finally been able to be together intimately without both of them feeling humiliated.
"Is that what you wanted?" He asked with a little laugh.
She lightly slapped his shoulder, sitting up on the couch to stretch. Looking over her own shoulder, she took in the view of Jacob as he laid there, stretched out with a look of pure relaxation on his face. Reaching back, she touched her fingertips to his cheek to show him how relaxed he was. Why? She wanted to know.
He looked like he could sleep peacefully for years….She felt like she could run a race right now, her heart was so happy and excited. They had finally fit together in the way she had only dreamt about.
"Because. I finally feel….satisfied," he said, growling slightly at the end of his words.
She laughed, brushing her long, coppery curls in front of her as he began to stroke the smooth skin on her back.
Goosebumps began to form where his fingers touched, despite the warm temperature of the room. "That feels so good," she sighed, leaning forward onto her propped up knee.
Jacob was silent for a few moments. "Did…did it really feel good this time?"
"Mmmhmmm," she hummed, closing her eyes to relish in the feeling of his fingertips.
He was quiet for another few moments. "Did it feel…really good?"
"I told you it did," she murmured, lifting her head up to glance over her shoulder at him.
Jacob rolled his eyes at himself, biting his lip. She could tell that if she just remained silent that the words he was trying to say would eventually come out.
"I mean was it…was it good? Did you…ulgh, I'm a grown ass man and I…um…did you…"
She frowned. "Did I….?"
He looked away, nodding his head slightly. "Did you…you know?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at her.
"Did I…"
Jacob wet his lips and sat up slightly. "I can't go back to La Push and feel like a man unless I….unless you…enjoyed it, Nessie."
"You mean did I orgasm?" she asked bluntly, opening her eyes all the way. He lowered his gaze slightly in embarrassment as he laid there, propped up on his elbow.
He snorted. "Leave it to you to sound like a medial journal. Thanks Carlisle…well…well yeah. So…so, did you?"
She thought a moment. How to answer this without hurting his feelings…
"Well…no, I don't think so. No."
Jacob's face turned dark, and she could tell that he was silently fuming. "I knew it."
"Jake…we have plenty of time for that." Her heart went out to him. How could she explain how happy she was in the moment, just enjoying the feeling of afterwards with him? They had just connected on a whole other level that she had thought for the last twenty-four hours was going to be impossible for them, or at least for awhile anyway.
He sighed heavily from below, and she looked at him skeptically. "Don't ruin this."
"Ruin what? I'm just….mad at myself."
"Why on earth-"
"Because I can't even…I can't even satisfy you…like that."
"Jake…no," she said, taking his hand. She clasped it in her own before holding it above her racing heart. "Does it feel like I'm unsatisfied?"
"No, it just feels like you ran a race," he grumbled, stretching his palm to cover her heart. His skin sizzled against hers, and his eyes became a little unfocused.
"See?" she whispered, dipping her head to the side to meet his forlorn gaze.
"I still feel…"
"Never mind it. Can we go…get in the bed?" she asked hopefully, glancing back down at him.
Jacob's expression rapidly changed. "Um…yeah," he said happily, his tone surprised. He jumped up, this time only looking slightly bashful that he was completely naked. Renesmee stood as gracefully as she could before he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the blue bedroom.
The blue room from the night before didn't even feel like the same room. That room had felt stuffy and awkward last night, with hints of their embarrassing first time splayed all around. Tonight it was calm…peaceful…and comfortable.
Jacob had opened the windows that faced the beach, letting the slightly cooler night air blow through the thin screens. The stars twinkled outside, reflecting off the perfect black water. Crickets chirped happily outside the window, and in the distance an exotic bird gave one of it's last few shrill calls of the night. As Jacob crawled into the soft white linens beside her, she couldn't help but feel like all was right with the world, at least for a little while.
As soon as his tan body hit the sheets, Renesmee wasted no more time before molding her body against his. He stiffened slightly in surprise as she pressed her naked form against him, but he quickly returned the gesture and pulled her close.
They laid there in silence for a few minutes, just listening to the waves crash on the beach outside. Eventually the crickets quieted and the birds had all gone to sleep. The only sound was the water and their beating hearts.
"You're not really mad, are you?"
Jacob lifted his head up off his pillow. "Mad? No, I'm certainly not mad right now. I'm a lot of things at the moment…but angry isn't one of them."
"Hmm…"
"I'm….thinking about things."
"Stop," she commanded quietly, feeling a hint of slight satisfaction as she remembered that he would have to obey her as his imprint.
"I couldn't even….get you to…that's just…embarrassing. And disappointing."
"It's neither. We're…new at this, Jacob."
"I know."
"But not for long," she giggled, poking him in the rib with her fingertip. She showed him a flash of just how good she had felt on the couch earlier.
"Hmm…not bad," he admitted, enjoying the brief feeling that she showed him. "But I can do better."
"Want to prove it?"
"I would."
"Then…tomorrow night. It's a date."
He looked over at her skeptically. "What do you have up your sleeve?"
Renesmee stared up at the ceiling with a look of satisfaction. "Just trust me…and…and you'll thank Alice."
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The next morning, Jacob awoke with the sun, only able to think about his dreams the night before. Now that he had in his book successfully been with his imprint at least twice, he was completely obsessed with the idea. His dreams had been full of her the night before as he laid there, pressed against her naked form. All he had dreamt of were all the ways he wanted her. On the beach, under the waterfall….he had even dreamt a raunchy version of them together on the kitchen counter where they ate most of their meals.
He slipped from the bed, kissing his imprint's forehead. His hope was to return before she could even awake. He didn't want to leave her, but his need to phase and speak with his pack mates was dire. Even though their coupling the night before had been nothing short of wonderful, his need to please Renesmee in the most primal way he knew how was burning in his mind.
He looked over his shoulder at the house one last time. Before he could even finish his thought, he hit the ground on all fours. He had no time to waste; the pack's most notorious serial dater pre-imprint - Embry- was patrolling. His shift would end soon, and Jacob wanted to make sure he spoke with him to get some tips before he could phase back.
He caught Embry just in time. His nightly patrol was ending, and he was heading back towards La Push to phase back when Jacob had caught him. It had always fascinated the pack how their mind link worked. Even thousands of miles away, he could still hear Embry like he was standing right next to him.
Although it had taken some prodding, Jacob was eventually able to get Embry to disclose a few tricks and tips that he had discovered with his imprint, Jackie.
You want my help huh? The big bad wolf wants my help….
Just help me, you cocky little jerk.
Keep up that snaky little attitude and-
Okay! Sorry, sorry….I just…I want her to feel sexy so that she'll….
So that she'll what? Embry prodded. Jacob tried to maintain control of his thoughts, but his longing to see Renesmee again soon gave him away. Flashes of what had happened followed by flashes of his disappointment followed.
Well, you're right. You'll have to change it up… Embry chuckled. Jacob rolled his eyes as he watched Embry finish his patrol through his mind link to him.
Just help me. Jacob tried unsuccessfully keep the desperation and frustration out of his voice.
Embry laughed again. Okay okay okay…sorry….you know I just had to tease you man. I'll ease up.
Thank you. Now…help me. Just…help me figure out what to do for her to make her…
Jake, first of all, you have to relax. You've obviously got the hang of things, now you just need to work on the details.
Like what?
Are you paying attention to all the things you should be? Embry asked sincerely.
What do you mean?
Embry's mind showed a flash of embarrassment, but then the useful images suddenly appeared. He tried not to picture his imprint's face so that he could give Jacob a slightly more objective view. Jacob watched, slightly wincing as Embry showed him what worked for him and his imprint, Jackie.
I don't know if Renesmee would go for that….
Embry's next suggestion made him squirm in his place sitting in the sand.
Tell her what you want to do to her.
That sounds...weird, Jacob admitted. He tried imagining saying things he wanted to do to Nessie to her face, and it made him shudder in embarrassment.
No, don't think about it. You can't think about it or it will sound lame. Just picture what you want to do to her and tell her. Dirty words and all.
Dirty?
Yeah, dirty. Say things to her that you turn you on. If it turns you on, I mean...she's your imprint. If it turns you on it will probably turn her on too.
I don't know...
Just don't think about it too much. Just say what you feel. If you want to please her you're going to have to try something different. Most girls like talking drity.
I don't want to talk too dirty...
Just try it. Say something kinda dirty like...'I want to feel my cock inside your wet-"
Embry! Jake growled.
Embry chuckled. I'm just trying to help. You asked, bro.
They talked for a few more minutes, but soon the pull to return to Renesmee consumed him. Jacob had thanked him sincerely, sworn him to secrecy, and phased back. He felt somewhat ashamed; he was the Alpha of the pack and yet he needed help with something. The proud Alpha wolf inside of him cowered when he had to ask for help and ideas with something that should come so easily. As he loped up the beach in wolf form, he thought about what his friend had said.
Embry did not disappoint. Jacob was blushing by the time he phased back into human form and raced back up the beach towards the house.
Once inside, he paused and waited. The steady breathing and heartbeat coming from the bedroom assured him that she was still asleep. Taking a deep breath, he slipped back into the room just as the sun rose fully above the horizon.
Stares at Renesmee
"Jacob, we need to talk about last night," she finally said, glancing at him sideways. He gave her an apprehensive look, and she could tell that that had come out wrong.
"Okay," he said slowly.
"No no, it's nothing bad," she said quickly. "I just…I know we didn't get to talk much afterwards last night, and I just…I wanted to know something."
"What is it?" he asked, turning to look at her. The late evening sun shone against his tan skin, giving his usually dark eyes a pretty brown glow as the beams hit them. She swallowed loudly, trying to not get caught up in the beautiful man in front of her.
"Ness?" he asked, bringing her back to him. "What is it? Do you feel alright?"
She felt a blush start to rise up in her cheeks and she swallowed once more. "Sometimes I look at you…and I can't believe you're mine. You make me forget to breathe sometimes, Jacob," she finally said. She looked down at her lap, her cheeks reddening even more so.
She heard him sigh a little, then out of the corner of her eye she saw his hand reach over and rest on her jaw. Gently, he pulled her face to look at his. She barely had time to meet his eyes before his lips connected with hers in an innocent, sweet kiss. His lips moved against hers for a brief second before he pulled away, resting his forehead against hers.
"God if feels so good to finally be able to just…do that."
She grinned excitedly. "I'm glad you can just finally…do that," she admitted.
He leaned away for a second, shifting himself on the blanket so that he was sitting behind her, with her between his legs. She leaned back against his chest, reveling in the feeling of his warm arms as they wrapped around her.
"What were you going to say?" he asked finally. She sighed against him, squirming down closer to him. The connection she felt with him at that moment was unlike anything she had ever felt before in her life. It felt like a bond had been made between them that could never be broken. She smiled when she realized that it wouldn't.
"I just…I know last night was…different-"
"Wonderful," he interjected. "But go on."
"Well…I was thinking that maybe tonight…"
"I understand."
"You didn't let me finish," she said, turning slightly to look at him. "I want to…try it again."
His black eyebrows raised slightly, and she brushed a piece of hair out of his eyes.
"Wait…really?"
She nodded. "Well, yeah…I mean...I think I get the uh…hang of it now."
Jacob frowned, looking down at the blanket. "Well, there's not much to it," he finally said. "I mean…the mechanics-"
"Jake," she said quickly, placing her hand on his arm. Opening their connection, she briefly showed him her thoughts of frustration from the other night when she wanted to give him the same good feelings he had given her. Jacob's eyes glazed slightly as he watched what she was showing him. Feeling bold, she asked him what he liked.
"What do you mean, like? I like…anything that has to do with you and…well…that," he stuttered, laughing awkwardly.
She sighed, obviously frustrated. Picking up her hand, she used it to pull his arms tighter around her.
"What is it?" he asked, noticing her frustration. She frowned out at the sunset as the light bounced off the blue water in front of them.
"Jake, I just don't think it's fair that it was so much about me. I want you to have fun too," she muttered.
Jacob laughed, and her body moved slightly against his chest as he chuckled. "Ness…oh jeez," he said, using one hand to ruffle her curls.
"What? Don't treat me like a child," she warned, turning to look up at him.
Jacob laughed again, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. "I'm not, I just…Ness, I guess I forgot to explain a few things. I'll…I'll try to be as non-creepy as I can about this…"
"What in the world are you talking about?" she asked, shaking her head. Jacob giggled in an almost girly fashion, and then composed himself.
"Nessie, remember when you were really little and you wanted me to play house?"
She giggled at the memory of Jacob in the little mini-cottage Esme had constructed for her behind her parents own cottage. He had crammed his large body in that house many times when she was little to play 'tea party'.
"Okay, I'll take that smug little laugh of yours as a yes," he said. "But what I meant was…Do you remember how much fun we had?"
"Well I know I was having fun," she laughed, patting his arm. He growled playfully, and she snickered to herself.
"What I'm trying to convey here is that I only had fun because you were having fun. Understand?"
"Well, yeah, I mean…we were together."
"Exactly. I loved you so much that I didn't care what we were doing. Playing tea party, dressing up, playing with makeup…and oh god, you loved to play with makeup," he groaned.
Renesmee burst into another set of giggles as she remembered the time he had fallen asleep and she had painted his toes with about eight different layers of glittery nail polish. Jacob had had a hell of a time explaining to Rosalie why he needed her best nail polish remover.
"Well…I was having fun because you were having fun…and….I guess what I'm saying is, that's still sort of true."
"Uh…okay," she said slowly, still not sure where he was taking this.
"Renesmee, if you feel…good, while we're doing that…then I'll feel good," he finally mumbled. She was glad she wasn't looking at him at that moment, for she could guess that both sets of their cheeks were bright red.
"Really?" she asked matter-of-factly. "So…last night…"
"Was amazing. I mean…after we got…accustomed, and…whatnot," he finally said.
Her mind went back to the night before when he had finally sunk himself into her fully, and she had been in some slight pain but that had ended a few minutes later. What followed next were feelings of complete and sheer ecstasy as he filled her, making her whole body feel warm and content, and it was amazingly erotic.
Jacob's body twitched against her own, and she looked down in shock to discover her hand on his arm. Her head whipped up to look at him. "Did you…did you see that?"
Jacob's eyes were closed and he was biting his lip as if he was in pain. "Mmm hmmm," he groaned, opening his eyes. He sucked in a deep breath as the picture cleared from his mind, and sighed loudly.
"Sorry," she said quietly, looking down at the blanket. Jacob shook his head. "No, you just…surprised me. That was…hot," he said. "Really hot."
"Really?" she asked, turning around in his arms. She looked at him, her eyes raking over his tan chest that peeked out of his wife beater. Licking her lips, she ignored the surge of nervousness that was forming in the pit of her stomach, and got on her knees. Jacob watched with wide, darkening eyes as she quickly shoved his legs together with one hand and jumped onto his lap, gently straddling him. His arms were instantly around her torso as she settled herself on top of him. He shifted nervously, not sure if he was ready for her to be like that on top of him when he was that aroused. His manhood stirred against her, and her eyes darted up to meet his.
"Sorry, I-"
"No," she said quickly. "I wanted to get you…I wanted to make you…" she was trying to be sexy, and was failing miserably. "T-turned on," she finally said.
Jacob was speechless. She had never been so…forward. He liked it immensely.
She wants me…he thought to himself with satisfaction. His eyes took in the flawless beauty that was her face. The sunlight shone against her hard yet supple skin, making it shimmer slightly.
"That's what I hoped would happen tonight," she added. She ducked her head, looking at him shyly.
Jacob clenched his teeth in anticipation. "What do you have planned?"
Renesmee stared out at the ocean, narrowing her eyes. "You just be inside, in the bedroom at nine. Let's just say that….I've got lots of catching up to do with you, Jacob."
"Catching up?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow.
She nodded. "I'm….tonight I'm making up for lost time. I hope. Just…just be ready."
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After coming in from the beach, Renesemee had sent Jacob to the white room to get himself ready. She had instructed him to shower and shave and return to her in one hour.
"Wash the important parts, return to me in one hour….minimal clothing required," she chirped saucily, ignoring the butterflies in her stomach as she spoke. She stood in the doorway of the blue bedroom, across the hall from him. He stood in the doorway of the white bedroom, fiddling nervously with the door handle.
"Who are you and what have you done with my prim and proper imprint?" he muttered.
Of course, Renesmee's sharp ears caught every word. She flew to his side, her hand grabbing his arm as she gave him her best coy smile. Leaning towards him, she whispered in his ear.
"She's got lessons to attend to with her stuffy grandfather. I'm her replacement for the evening while that little brat is studying her calculus and conjugating French verbs. I'm going to take care of you tonight. Is that…alright, Jacob?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her words were playful and said in pure jest however…there was something so appealing and…dominant in them that it made him practically salivate. Anticipation surged through his veins. She stared at him, her brown eyes darkening with lust.
Every hair on his body stood straight up. All the blood rushed down to his groin, which was suddenly aching for her attention. He didn't know what had gotten into her, but whatever it was….he was grateful.
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Renesmee fiddled with the curling iron, wrapping it around a section of her long hair. She gazed at herself in the mirror, trying to settle her nerves. She wanted this - she really did. A night together with Jacob, no interruptions, no threat of pain or awkwardness….it was what they desperately needed. The idea that he would agree to being intimate again so soon surprised her. As she held the hot iron against her hair, she realized with a smoldering satisfaction just how much power she had over Jacob. It also reminded her that tonight was her idea, and there was no backing out now.
Glancing over her robed shoulder, she eyed the black, lacey corset and panties that had been stashed in the bottom of her suitcase. It seemed to glare back at her, as if it was saying 'try me on….I dare you.'
She bit her lip and tried to focus. Before too long, her shaking hands and trembling fingers had been burnt by the curling iron one too many times.
"This will have to do," she muttered to herself, arranging her curled hair to lie around her neck to one side. Feeling brave, she tested a few of the expensive looking bottles of perfumes and lotions that were on a mirrored try by the sink. When she was satisfied, she knew it was finally time to get dressed. She shimmied, pulled and yanked the lacy ensemble on, trying her best to not look in the mirror. If she looked in the mirror…chances were she would lose her nerve. Somehow she had managed to play the part of the sexually charged vixen she wanted to be; the look on Jacob's face earlier had been priceless. But could she follow through?
Walking into the room, her nervousness was practically tangible. A small lamp in the corner shone a warm, faint light onto the blue bedroom, and she was grateful that at least she would be able to see a little. She wanted to see the look on his face when she let herself go…
There were soft footsteps outside of her door. Jacob was shifting from one foot to the other, debating what to do. Should he knock? Just fling the door open and strike a romance novel-esque post? He wasn't sure. He felt stupid for not knowing.
Renesmee tried to make it easy on him. "Come in," she called softly, leaning back against the bed. The corset was tight and made movement difficult, but she wanted to mange a somewhat sexy pose.
Jacob opened the door slowly, poking his head in almost tentatively. He laid eyes open her, raking them up and down her body. She watched as his jaw tightened. "Hey," he grunted, averting his eyes slightly.
"Hey yourself," she responded, her voice just above a whisper. He was wearing an older pair of ripped khaki shorts, and she could see his already hardening member in the corner of her eye as he stood there watching her.
Desire rippled through her as she leaned against the bed, taking him in. Even in the dim light he looked like he belonged somewhere in Europe as a marble statue. The broad planes of his chest were the darkest tan she had ever seen. His biceps were chiseled to absolute perfection, making her want to run her hands up and down them endlessly. She had to bite her lip to keep from pouncing on him suddenly. How could she had ever been nervous? She had never wanted anything more than how much she wanted him right now.
"You uh….ready for me?" he asked tentatively, letting his eyes settled on the black negligee again. The material was itchy and confining, but she would wear it a lot longer if he kept looking at her like that. The need was practically etched onto his features. She cracked a tiny smile.
"Couldn't be more ready if I tried."
He moved forward, the door to the bedroom clicking shut. For a split second, all the noise in the room had been sucked out as if it had disappeared into a black hole. The only sound in the room was his steadily increasing breaths and heartbeat as his eyes settled on her.
The bedroom was hot. The humidity hung in the air as usual, but tonight it felt like the heat was somehow tangible in the room. The only light was from the small lamp in the corner that was on, flooding the hazy room in a warm, subtle glow. Her skin was already sheathed with a thin layer of sweat from just nerves alone. She couldn't imagine how hot she would be later...She bit her lip in anticipation, and he noticed.
Renesmee watched his hand grip the door handle. Her sensitive ears could hear the metal groan in protest against his iron grip. Her stomach twisted nervously as she stood, trying to maintain her sex-kitten stare. She watched his eyes dilate slowly. She wondered for a moment if it was to allow him to see better into he dim light of the small lamp. The other part of her mind dared to hope that it was because he approved of what he saw.
No hiding, she thought briefly before licking her glossy lips. The berry-taste seemed to mock her now as her plan was put into action. Would he think it was stupid, her trying to seduce him? She didn't' have time to worry more before his voice pierced the silence.
"Renesmee," he stated, his voice alluring smooth and vulnerable at the same time. She had never heard her voice sound so…lovely. He used my full name, she thought, raising one eyebrow.
"Jake, I-"
"-you didn't let me finish," he breathed, his chest rising up and down slightly. She stared across the room, her own fingers gripping the soft comforter.
"I'm sorry," she squeaked, wincing.
A smile danced in the corner of his full lips. He stared back at her, his gaze smoldering. "Tonight...you're going to remember for the rest of your life. What I'm going to do..." he cut his own words off, swallowing hard. She clenched the sheets, suddenly feeling quite naked under his gaze despite her flimsy corset and panties.
She stood shakily, trying to swallow her nerves as best she could. Walking slowly towards him, she felt her heart began to slow as she took deep breaths. His scent caught her nose, making her lick her lips in anticipation. He smelled clean and fresh after his shower, but yet so….wild. Jacob had always seemed so tame around her, yet now…now he represented need and abandon.
Renesmee couldn't control it any longer. Using her vampire speed, she crossed the bedroom and had him pinned against the closed door in less than a second. He winced slightly, making her almost regret being so rough with him. Almost. His hands were around her waist in a millisecond, feeling the silky, flimsy fabric of the corset. His breath shook slightly as he glanced down at her breasts peeking out from the material.
"You're so fucking sexy...do you have any idea what I want to do to you?" he growled, his voice low and gravelly.
"I have an idea," she purred, "but I'd rather you show me than just babble about it," she teased, cocking one eyebrow.
In another flash of moment, Jacob grabbed one of her legs and used it as leverage to quickly flip her around so that she was the one pressed with her back against the door. His free hand scraped down her sides as if he was trying to feel all of her at once. He let out another shaky breath as his other hand gripped the back of her thigh, successfully hitching her leg around his waist. Her core came in contact with his already hardening arousal.
It was a warning, but one that she rather welcomed. She pressed her womanly center harder against his groin, inviting him further. She wanted - no, needed to feel him against her.
"You shouldn't tease me..." he groaned, burying his face in her neck. Her silky tendrils caressed his face, encasing him in her scent. "I'm going to...you make me feel so out of control, Renesmee, I-"
"Ooh, big bad wolf are we?" she panted, wrapping one arm around his waist.
"You have no idea how big at the moment," he muttered, running his nose down the side of her cheek. She shuddered in response, biting the side of her lip as he inhaled against her skin.
She ground her hips harder against him, feeling his stiff manhood. He growled deep in his chest and she could feel the vibrations. Her chest was pressed against his, and her peaks instantly hardened through the fabric of her silky negligee.
"Why don't you show me?" she challenged, turning her head to look at him.
"You have no idea how much I want to show you," he bantered back. She smirked, and he gave her a cocky expression back.
Oh my god, she thought to herself as she felt her femininity moisten even more. If just our foreplay makes me this hot...oh god...
Jacob grabbed her thigh tighter, grinding her against him again and again. The motion made her grab his neck and focus on the part of her that she wanted him to pay attention to the most. She showed him with her gift how she wanted him to touch her...
"You want me to touch your clit?" he whispered against the skin of her ear. The word echoed in her mind as desire ripped through her and left her tingling all over. She gasped as his tongue darted out to flick her sensitive lobe before his hot breath encased it. He ran his lips down the shell of her ear, making her bite her lip harder and shiver. "Or I could lick it. Would you let me do that?"
She was beyond words. "Would you let me do that to you, Nessie? You know I want to," he whispered again, pressing himself flush against her body. They couldn't have gotten closer to each other if they tried.
"Mmmhmmm," she forced herself to mutter, nodding furiously. His words alone nearly sent her body into overdrive. She was thankful for her gift at a moment like this...she could use it to say what her mouth couldn't.
I want you to touch me all over...touch me anywhere you want to, for that matter. I'm aching for you Jacob, she communicated through her hand on his neck.
"Ah, god," he groaned, sliding his nose down her cheek. He bit at the skin on her neck, his teeth scraping delightfully against the sensitive skin there. His teeth were sharp, giving her a tiny twinge of pain. Renesmee sucked in a breath, throwing her head back to give him better access. The pressure of his teeth against her neck was absolutely sinful. She loved it. Jacob's tongue darted out and tasted the skin he had just bitten, his tongue gliding over the indents his teeth had made, soothing the bite. The intensity of the two different feelings had her practically reeling.
Jacob slid his hand up her stomach, leaning her back against the door. His palm encased one of her breasts, squeezing slightly. She closed her eyes and winced in pleasure. Her eyes flew open as he softly pinched her pointed peak between his thumb and pointer finger, making her gasp again. The corset was practically begging to be ripped off and flung across the room. She bit her lip and moaned.
"Too much?"
"Never."
"Good."
He hitched both of her legs around his waist and picked her up. Renesmee wrapped her legs securely around his torso, immediately missing the contact of his hardness between her thighs. He sat down on the bed, bouncing slightly. She made a purring noise as her center came in contact with his again, the mattress springs enhancing their union.
"Mmmm," she whimpered, closing her eyes again. Jacob used both hands to run up the sides of the silky material, his eyes dropping down to look at her cleavage that that corset provided.
"I love this," he admitted in a raspy voice. "But...as good as it looks on you...I'm thinking it would look even better on the floor."
Renesmee giggled nervously, her cheeks turning slightly pink. "You really like it?"
He nodded his head as she shifted on his lap. "I really like it...I...I never knew things like this existed..."
"Of course they do. They're for girls like me to use to tease guys like you."
"It's working. I want it off. Now," he growled, leaning forward. He kissed her on the collar bone for a few seconds, then it turned to sucking. Renesmee mewled as his teeth made another appearance.
"Oh Jake," she whimpered, weaving her hands into his shaggy hair. A low rumble resounded in his chest.
"It makes me hot when you growl at me," she admitted with a nervous laugh, opening her eyes as he kissed and sucked his way up her neck. His hands that were gripping her hips ground her center against his tented shorts.
"I'm going to rip that off if you don't take it off," he mumbled against the skin of her neck. Renesmee giggled, leaning back. He supported her with his hands against her lower back as she leaned away from him.
"How the hell does it come off?" he asked, frowning down at it.
"It's a corset. It opens from the front-" she replied seductively, her slightly shaky hands unbuttoning the first metal hook. It snapped apart, exposing a sliver of her breasts that were pushed together and waiting for him.
She smiled to herself. She could feel Jacob's hot breath against her chest. With each metal hook undone, she could feel his pants growing more urgent.
"Patience," she chided, slowly working her fingers to expose herself to him.
"You're testing mine," he said, his voice cracking slightly. He swallowed, and she watched his Adam's apple bob. She laughed quietly, pausing to lean forward and kiss his neck.
"You're teasing," he whined playfully. Renesmee smiled to herself as his carefully calm facade began to fall away.
She leaned back against his hands, swiveling her hips slightly. He squeezed his eyes shut as he winced in pleasure.
"I know," she said in a low voice. He watched her, his hands gripping her hips as she unhooked the metal clasps. When she was finally exposed to him, he grabbed the garment from her hands and tossed it to the floor. He flipped her over so that he could hover above her on the blue comforter.
"Do you like it when I tease you?" She asked playfully, covering her breasts with her quivering hands. She rubbed herself instinctively, watching his eyes dilate even further.
He nodded, bending down. He nosed one of her hands out of the way so that he could take her hardened tip into his mouth. His tongue swirled around her nipple, making her sigh.
He removed his mouth and she whimpered in protest.
"Jake..."
He only laughed in response.
"These will have to go too," he said somewhat sadly, letting his finger dance along the elastic of her skimpy underwear. He glanced down at the see-through lace, biting his lip in appreciation. Picking up the elastic on her hip, he stretched it out, pulling it taught, and then let it snap against her skin. Renesmee jumped, but before she could protest he had ducked down to make his face level with the area he had just played with.
"Did that hurt?" He teased, picking up the elastic again. She shook her head 'no', lifting herself up on her elbows to look at him.
"N-no," she panted, her hooded eyes watching him. He held the elastic in his fingers again as if he was going to do the same thing. Then, he lowered his head and lightly licked the place where the elastic had stung her skin seconds before. When he blew on the wet area, she threw her head back against the sheets.
"Mmm, Jake...just take them off already," she pleaded, turning her head on the bed.
"Who's teasing who now?" He asked, raising on eyebrow. He sat up on his knees, pulling her underwear off. She lifted up her hips so that he could pull them down all the way. Soon, they were discarded just as the corset had been.
"I couldn't think of anything I'd ever want more than you like this...in front of me...all mine...and...and ready," he said. His voice was between a seductive growl and a purr. Renesmee felt her skin begin to tingle in anticipation of what was to come.
His chest heaved slightly as he stared down at her. His shorts were now impossibly tight, and she ached to see what they were hiding from her view.
"Were you looking at these?" he asked playfully, cocking an eyebrow as he unbuttoned the top button. She nodded, raising herself up on her elbows again. He straddled her leg as he lowered the zipper. Kneeling, he kicked off his shorts.
"I have to say I'm quite thankful that you never wear underwear," she admitted sheepishly, biting her lip again.
Jacob smiled, straddling her leg again. Her eyes lowered slowly, taking in all of his naked beauty. He was so incredibly sculpted and stunning that it almost hurt to look at him for too long. She sucked in a breath as she finally allowed her eyes to drop to the apart of him that was suddenly the most important.
"Like what you see?" He challenged playfully.
Renesmee pursed her lips and stared up at him in the dim light. "Depends," she taunted back.
He growled again and practically tackled her on the bed
"You know you want it," he half groaned, half laughed as he let his manhood brush against her center. She bucked her hips as he settled on top of her, making their intimate parts make full contact.
"Oh fuck," he muttered into the pillow behind her head.
She giggled, grinding her hips upward into his stiff erection. The friction was fantastic.
"Mmmm...I'm so hard, Ness," he moaned before sucking on her earlobe. "Can you feel what you do to me?"
"I'd like to feel it somewhere else," she sighed as he kissed down her neck.
He laughed against her collar bone before lifting himself up. "Ness, I...could I maybe..."
He trailed off, leaving his desire open. She stared up at him, unsure what he meant. "What?"
"I...can I...t-taste you?" he stuttered, his cheeks reddening. He wish more than ever that he had her type of gift and could use it instead of his fumbling words. Sitting up on his knees again, he ran his hands down her body, brushing against her damp center. Nessie gasped.
Sitting back up on her elbows, she blushed. "Um...if you want to."
He stared down at her, his eyes dipping down to where he wanted to be. Her heat seemed to call to him...full of need and want.
"I want to taste you...there," he admitted.
"Then I want you to," she said firmly, reaching her hand out. Her fingertips grazed his manhood, making him twitch.
"Ugh," he groaned, his eyes closing momentarily. She giggled, making them fly open. His hand made contact with her center, causing her laugher to stop. Her head dropped back against the bed as he ran his finger softly over her folds.
"Oh," she sighed, rocking her hips against his hand. He dipped a finger in her, feeling her awaiting arousal.
"Shit." She could tell that the word had tumbled from his lips without conscious thought. His eyes grew even darker if that was possible. His free hand ran down the valley between her breasts, over her creamy stomach, and onto her abdomen. He pressed down gently, increasing the pressure of his opposite hand. Renesmee whimpered as he added another finger.
The feeling of being slightly stretched by his hands was erotic and blissful. It was just enough pressure to keep her on her toes, yet it felt so good that it made her teeter on the edge of control.
"Oh Jake," she groaned, turning her head to the side. His thumb drew lazy circles up and up until he circled her clit. She cried out as he touched her softly. Her hands gripped the fabric beside her, her teeth biting down rather hard on her lip. She tasted her own blood, but she didn't care. Nothing could draw her out of the steamy haze of the blue bedroom in that moment.
His hand continued to pleasure her. Soon her eyes drifted closed and she let herself go. Her body began to shake and quiver in a familiar way and she welcomed it. His touches were heaven; tantalizingly slow and firm, just the right amount of pressure. If he continued, she would-
Suddenly...Warmth. Heat. Blindingly hot, delicious heat encircled her. Her mouth opened to cry out, but no sound came with it. His thumb stopped moving, but it had been replaced by something else, something better. Something warm grazed her womanhood...something wet...and hungry...The sensation was dizzying as he began to pleasure her with his mouth. His tongue began to run up and down her clit, varying in pressure and speed.
Her chest heaved as her body welcomed his mouth on her. His fingers worked their magic inside while his mouth provided the icing on the cake. Jacob indulged her for a few more seconds before trying something different. He backed away, kissing the inside of her tights, licking anywhere but where she wanted him to be again. Her desire screamed at him; she was aching to be touched again. She had gotten a taste - and she wanted more. It was the teasing, but the best kind.
Again and again his tongue and lips made passes around her clit, teasing and taunting her. He would come close, but never touch it. When his fingers spread her open wider, she thought to herself, this is it. He's going to do it again...finally.
But he continued to touch her everywhere else but there. She mewled in protest, her eyes still squeezed shut in protest. If she looked down and saw him now, teasing her sex she would lose all inhibition. She liked the feeling of being on the very edge.
Her clit screamed in protest as he continued to tease her. His pressed his lips against his hips, her tights, her folds...everywhere but there. Sighing, she let one of her hands weave itself in his black hair and grab. He growled again, making her shudder. There is was again…that wild, uninhibited side. The animal.
She managed to find her voice again as he finally let his tongue caress her where she wanted him most. Her cry echoed in the hot bedroom as he gently sucked and played with her using his tongue. Her aroused flesh sang as he moaned in approval, the vibrations pushing her even further.
His tongue pressed against her harder and his fingers matched it's pace. Renesmee went careening over the edge, sucking in a desperate gasp of air as she came.
"Oh...oh...ugh," she groaned as her body shook pleasantly. Her skin tingled as he continued to caress her with his mouth, helping her ride out her pleasure. Instinctively, her hips rocked forward against his mouth, waning to gain all possible gratification from that moment. Her body hummed with pleasure as the waves and tremors of euphoria washed over her. Heaving slightly, her head rolled back as her eyes fluttered open. Leaning up shakily, she made eye contact with Jacob just as he lifted himself up. His tongue darted out and licked his lips. She could feel her abdomen tighten in lust at the sight of him tasting her.
Her body trembled as he laid on the bed next to her, his warm hand running up her stomach. He cupped her breast as she tried to collect herself enough to actually form words.
"That...was..."
"Okay?" he asked hopefully. He asked as if his self worth as a man and Alpha depended on her answer. The one she gave him quickly satisfied him.
"-so good."
"Really?" he asked in surprise. She closed her eyes and pushed her hair away from her face as her breathing began to return to normal.
She couldn't speak again as she nodded. She didn't want to. He laughed throatily, leaving down to press his lips against hers. She kissed him back halfheartedly, still trying to get her head from spinning.
"I'm glad I decided to try something new then."
"I am too."
They laughed breathlessly together. He wiped a bead of sweat away from her brow, leaning in to kiss her again. Her body instantly responded; she wanted him again, and more this time.
"Already?"
"Mmmhmmm," she groaned, moving to straddle him. He laughed, turning to lie on his back. They moved so that she was sitting on top of him, his erection nestled between her thighs in anticipation. His hands snaked their way up her stomach, brushing her long, coppery locks out of the way. Encasing her breasts, his fingertips playfully pinched her nipples. Renesmee felt her back arch in response, sucking in a gasp of air.
"Oh!" she moaned, closing her eyes. He moved his hips against her still wet core to show her how much he wanted her. It was needy and primal, and she understood.
Now, she commanded, pressing her fingers against his cheek. He nodded, reaching beside the bed to grab one of the condoms she had placed their earlier. She moved aside to allow him some extra room, and he had it on in record time. Renesmee wasted no time placing herself on his tip. His hardness throbbed against her soft flesh, practically begging her to indulge him.
"You'll have to help me," she admitted sheepishly, letting a strand of hair fall in her eyes. He nodded, sitting up slightly. His manhood bumped against her center, and she closed her eyes. She lowered herself onto him, her body stretching around his size. He exhaled and fought to keep his eyes open as she sank lower and lower on top of him. When she was finally all the way down, they both exhaled in complete bliss.
"Oh my god...you feel so amazing every time," he groaned, his fingertips digging into her sides. She whimpered again, resting her hands on his chiseled abs.
"Jake," she breathed, leaning forward slightly. instinctively her hips shifted slightly, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from both of them. Renesmee rocked slightly on top of him, letting her body accommodate to his. It wasn't like their first time. There was no splitting pain, no uncertainty, no fear. It was tight, but she felt like they were puzzle pieces. When they finally fit together, she felt whole.
His fingers dug deeper into the flesh of her hips, pulling her towards him and then pushing away. She began a slow, tantalizing pace on top of him, her eyes closing reverently as she moved. Sounds escaped her lips, but she didn't know or care what any of them meant. She had never felt so connected...so close to him ever before.
"Yeah baby I know," he grunted, opening his eyes a sliver to agree with her thought. He had heard her mind, but she didn't care. She grinded her hips against his movements, letting her copper curls fall down in front of her. He reached up, teasing her peaks again, twisting them with his fingers. She rewarded him with little moans and sighs.
"Shit Nessie, I..."
His hands grabbed at her hips again, moving her at a more rapid and frantic pace. He sucked in a sharp breath and squeezed his eyes shut as he helped guide her movements. She opened her eyes briefly, catching flashes of her perfect match beneath her. How could she have even considered anyone else? How could she be with anyone else like she was right now, with him? There had never been any other choice for her - that much was clear now.
When she felt like she couldn't move any more, Jacob flipped her over onto her back. He plunged into her, filling her completely. Renesmee sighed as her breaths increased even more. The room was unbearably hot, and Jacobs searing hot skin against hers wasn't helping matters. Sweat coated their skin, but neither one cared. Their warm bodies slid together effortlessly, the heat building between them inside and out.
Jacob pressed his lips to hers; gentle at first, and then with more and more need. His mouth was soon hard and unyielding against hers as he kissed her. She opened her mouth and let herself taste him fully as he continued to thrust into her. The bodies moved together effortlessly, as if they were magnets.
"Oh!" she gasped as he hit a spot within her walls that made her toes curl. More, more, more, she chanted with her gift, pressing against his chest. He obeyed her every wish.
His mouth bent down to nip at her stiff peaks, sucking one nipple into his mouth. The movement was hard and slightly rough, but it sent jolts of pleasure straight to the apex between her thighs. Her heart hammered in her chest as the pleasure continued to build and build...higher and higher he took her until the sensation was almost unbearable.
Jacob was in complete bliss. Every wish, every command, every want and need...she told him with her gift. Sometimes it was on purpose, sometimes it wasn't. Either way, he could understand and give her what she wanted. If she was happy and satisfied, then it only increased his enjoyment tenfold. When she wanted it faster, he increased his speed. When he hit a spot she enjoyed, he gave her what she wanted. He brushed his lips across hers as he moved, laying kisses across her cheekbone. Her nails dug into the tan skin on his back, peppering it with scratches. Part of him wished he didn't heal so easily; those would be marks he would happily bear.
Glancing down, he watched himself sink into her body again and again. She watched him watching them together, a satisfied smirk decorating her features.
He glanced up, meeting her lust-ridden gaze. "Do you see what you...do to me?" he gasped, sinking himself to the hilt. She sighed and giggled, completely drunk with bliss.
"I can't...complain," she groaned. The pleasure he gave her increased then as he moved a little faster. Propping himself up on one elbow, he let his hand slide down to move between their bodies and rub her. Renesmee cried out again as another surge of pleasure wracked her limbs. It surged through her so fast it made her head spin and her ears ring.
White flashed in front of her eyes as he moved against her walls. The sensation was almost unbearable it was so immense. Her senses were in overload as she rode her orgasm, her walls contracting around his cock. She clenched around him, wanting him closer, filling her fuller. He obeyed, moving just right so that she was finally pushed over the edge for the second time that night.
"Hold...on..." he grunted, his grip on her waist pulling her body up off the bed. She was high enough that he could push against her one last time, joining her in release. Both of their bodies went slightly ridged as they enjoyed the bliss that their bodies had built up together.
His stiff member pulsed inside of her, pushing against her walls as they both tried to make the feeling last as long as they could.
They collapsed together on top of the blue comforter, both breathless and completely spent. The blue room swirled around them, both dizzy from the heat. Jacob lowered his body on top of hers, his ear pressed against her frantically beating heart. The hummingbird-like thrumming was like a lullaby to his ears.
"I don't think I could move again if I wanted to," she panted once he lifted himself off of her chest. He smiled, leaning down to press his nose to her cheek.
"Then lets do it. Let's never leave this room…" he muttered into her hair. He could smell the scent of sweat and sex against her skin. It gave him such satisfaction to know that he had done that to her. Twice, he thought happily.
"Deal. We're never leaving this bedroom. Ever again," she panted, still breathing quite rapidly.
They both laughed heartily at both the ridiculousness and appeal of his idea.
"I really love you," he murmured sweetly, dragging his nose across her cheek until his lips were on hers. He kissed her softly, letting his lips linger there. She brushed his sweaty hair away from his eyes as he pulled back to gaze down at her.
"I really love you too."
"Especially after something like that," he chuckled, resting his cheek against hers. The heat radiated through his tan skin, making her feel warmer everywhere.
She nodded. "Especially after something like that."
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See, what did I tell you? You knew they would figure it out eventually, right? ; )
Sorry for the delay - I've really been trying my best with these last few chapters to do things right and the way I've planned them all along. I finished it and had to hurry up and post it before I lost my nerve. Was it hot? I tried for lemony goodness. In this chapter, I made Nessie kind of find her sexual stride. We've had awkwardness, tension and problems from the get-go, and I think eventually she would have just said 'to hell with it' and really let her naughty side show. She's comfortable enough with Jacob now, and vice versa to really let their true needs and feelings show. Thoughts?
Just another reminder - Collin and Estrella's spinoff story 'Bottled Up Lightning' has been posted! Please go check it out!
If you haven't looked at my photo bucket lately, I've posted tons of pics in the Untouchable album - Pics of Isle Esme, Nessie's outfits, and other eye candy as well. It was fun to find it, and I can't wait to share with you all!
I hope you enjoyed - please review! All of your comments about these last few chapters have been wonderfully inspiring to read, so thank you all! We're almost at 600 reviews and I'm still amazed. Hope it was as much fun to read as it was to write ; )
