I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles

And the heavens open every time she smiles

And when I come to her that's where I belong

Yet I'm running to her like a river's song

She give me love, crazy love

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

The steamy jungle heat rose over the tree tops, creating a misty haze. The sky had darkened just enough to see the clouds of steam as they rose, giving everything a dewy appearance. It was so hot on the island that it felt like a constant sauna, but neither of its inhabitants seemed to mind.

"Wait up!" Jacob called, running through the dense jungle as quickly as he could. He could just run fast enough to see glimpses of Renesmee's coppery hair as it flew out behind her. She was running just fast enough that he couldn't catch her, and that made him try to even harder to catch up with her. He could hear her footfalls growing slower, and soon he could hear her shallow breaths as she ran. He was getting closer, and closer…

"Slow down!" he commanded, guffawing at himself when he realized his stern commands would only fuel her fire, not make her stop in her tracks. He continued after her, more determined than ever to finally catch her. Jacob could run very fast, even as a human; however, Renesmee's speed was no match for him.

He hadn't even finished his thought when the sound of her footsteps against the damp ground disappeared. Jacob stopped in his tracks, his ears alert, watching, and waiting. He heard nothing but the crickets chirping and the birds singing their last songs of the evening from the tree tops. Not even a slight breeze blew through the muggy jungle. He frowned, looking from side to side. Where had she gone?

A bead of sweat slid down the side of his face, but he ignored it. Sweat wasn't important right now. What was important was finding her. And he always found her.

This was her new game. She would run away from him, taunting him with her vampire speed and ability to move faster than him. Part of the imaginary, unspoken rule was that he had to stay in human form to play this game. The other rule was that he was rewarded when he caught her. So far, he hadn't been rewarded the same way twice.

I wonder what it'll be today… he thought with a slight chuckle.

"Something funny?"

He turned around, his body whipping quickly to face in the opposite direction. Nothing was there.

"Can't catch meee…" her sing-song voice rang through the trees, echoing against the dim light of the jungle.

A bird chirping made him jump. He whirled around again as he heard a twig snap somewhere. That had been her mistake…he knew she was close now…

He closed his eyes, listening. He felt like a hunter; primal, full of need. Only he wasn't hunting for food or vampires….

A sudden whoosh of air set the hairs on the back of his neck straight up. He sucked in a deep breath, sinking into a defensive stance. Out of nowhere, Renesmee came from the treetops above him, landing on his shoulders. He laughed loudly, playfully trying to jostle his imprint from his shoulders. Her smooth skin felt like satin against his as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his. She was only wearing a thin, strapless cotton dress over her bathing suit, and he his normal pair of cut offs; their skin felt amazing together. Her fresh, flowery scent was mixed with the smell of the island, making her even more intoxicating to him as she wrestled him to the ground.

"Hey, no fair," he whined as she pinned him to the ground. She grunted and winkled her nose at him. A growl left her lips as she narrowed her brown eyes down at him. She knew he always liked it when she growled.

He was quiet for a few moments, taking in the view of his beautiful imprint straddling him on the jungle floor. The condoms he had remembered to bring with them on their hike to the waterfalls that day were practically burning in his pocket. Now that he had had her, he knew he could never get enough of the beautiful woman perched on top of him.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked suddenly, her features going from playful to inquisitive.

His lips parted as he watched her watch him. Reaching up, he ran a hand against her silky waves of copper hair and tried not to moan as they fell through his fingers. Her hair always felt so amazing- she always felt so amazing.

"I'm thinking about how you're all mine," he admitted, his voice cracking slightly. She studied his face for a second, her own laced with seriousness. Then, when he thought he had said something wrong, she leaned down and pressed her lips against his.

Her fingertips danced across his hairline, her fingernails lightly scraping his scalp. They moved down to his ears, playing with them slightly. Goosebumps rose up on his arms and chest, as she moved to cup his cheeks while they kissed. Her silky lips moved against his in perfect synch, shaking him to the core. Her kisses always left him speechless…

I love you, she communicated. Jacob grinned, his lips exposing his perfect white teeth.

"I know," he answered back meaningfully. Then, he followed with a cocky smirk. She grinned, jumping up into a standing position faster than he could blink.

"What are you smirking at?" she asked, offering him her hand. He took it, pulling himself up off the ground.

"I'm smirking because I think it's hot when my girlfriend acts so….vampire-ish."

Renesmee laughed loudly, holding her stomach. Jacob brushed the leaves off his shorts, watching her delicate features as she processed his compliment.

"You hate vampires, yet you like it when I look 'vampire-ish'?" She asked quickly.

He furrowed his brows, brushing the dirt off his hands. Renesmee was wearing a strapless, bright yellow sundress and he knew he would get it dirty if he touched her. And he always wanted to touch her.

"You're the only one I've seen that makes 'vampire' look hot, believe me," he said, shaking his head.

Renesmee laughed merrily as they walked together towards the waterfalls. The sound rang like bells as it echoed off the leafy canopy above them.

"I make it look hot?"

He nodded, raising one eyebrow at her. "You do…but…I seem to have forgotten how hot you make it. Care to refresh my memory?" he asked, pausing his gait. He gently shoved her back against a palm tree, towering over her small frame. He ran the tip of his finger down the messy braid that was casually thrown over her shoulder that day. Large tendrils were falling out of it, and he had been running his fingers through the silky strands all day. Her hairstyle left her back and shoulders exposed in the skimpy strapless dress and it was making him crazy. The pale, smooth skin that was rarely seen by anyone simply fascinated him; it was begging for his touch.

"Jacob," she growled playfully, shaking her head at him. She stuck her nose into the air slightly. "I want to go swimming today. We'll be here all day if you have anything to say about it."

She shoved past him, ducking under his arm that had held her pinned.

He feigned hurt. "You never seem to complain about my….distractions."

She peeked over her bare shoulder as she walked towards the waterfall. "Who says I won't distract you once we get there?" she asked in a small, coy voice.

He snorted, happily trotting after her.

As they hiked up the narrow mountainside trail through the jungle, he began to contemplate how things had changed between them lately. He was inexplicably and finally…happy.

Their time together the night before had brought them even closer than he would have ever thought possible. If he thought it was difficult to be physically separated from her before, then it was going to be nearly impossible now. Every move, every change, every heartbeat of hers registered with him somehow. As much as he missed his pack, his father and the rest of La Push, he would have been content to stay on Isle Esme for at least another year with her. It was their own private bubble…their own very private, very erotic little bubble.

However, he realized that soon they would need to go home. His pack needed him, and her family surely missed her. He was shocked that they had given her that much time away from them in the first place. Surely it was taking all of their power to leave them alone for so long, but he knew that it couldn't last forever as much as he wanted it to.

He fumbled with the zipper on his shorts as he watched her peel the little yellow sundress off her body, revealing a familiar looking, pink frilly bathing suit. It was one of the ones she had worn on their first times cliff diving and he remembered it well. The strapless, tightly fitting little suit had nearly driven him mad the first time. It wasn't any better now that he knew what lie under it.

"Like what you see, pup?"

Her sweet, cunning little voice broke his reverie. They had reached the top of the cliff and were standing at the flat space above the waterfall where they usually jumped.

"Maybe," he quipped, avoiding her cocky gaze. She snorted to herself, neatly folding up her dress and dropping it on the ground. Glancing over her shoulder, she winked at him as she stepped up to the edge. He shook his head at her as she laughed at him.

The playful banter between them was normal; it was almost a tradition. They would prod and tease each other in jest before it would turn slightly…erotic in nature.

They would tease and challenge and lightly berate each other for doing so before it turned different. Pleasantly different.

"C'mon, jump with me," she begged, reaching back for his hand. He hopped the rest of the way out of his boxers before following her hand in hand to the edge of the cliff.

"Scared?" he asked, flashing his teeth at her. She grinned nervously back.

"Of course not. Vampire, remember?"

He nodded knowingly, squeezing her hand. "Half vampire, babe," he said pointedly, bumping his forehead gently against hers. She shook her head and glanced down at the churning water below. The damp mist from the falls rose up into the humid air, coating their skin as they stood there.

"What?" he asked, looking at her quizzical expression.

"Sometimes this doesn't feel real," she admitted, squeezing his hand back.

He nodded. "I know what you mean."

She closed her eyes for a second, showing him a series of pictures with her connection. Running through the forest at top speed…arriving on Isle Esme, their own private oasis…riding on his back while he was in wolf form…it all felt pleasant, but not real. It felt like a movie to her.

"Do I feel real?" he asked, looking down at her. He watched as she glanced down at their interlocked hands. After a few seconds, she looked back up into his eyes.

"Sometimes you're the only thing that does feel real to me," she admitted softly. He gazed down into her deep brown eyes, shocked for a moment to actually see so much of Bella staring back at him. He blinked a few times, taking in all the little details of her exquisite features that reminded him so much of the girl he had once loved.

Her soft jaw line…her big, endearing brown eyes….the way her eyebrows pushed together when she was confused or thinking about something….the way she bit her lip when she was unsure what to say next…it was all so Bella. His heart felt lighter as he realized that it was actually a relief to see some of Bella in her daughter's features. It gave him comfort to know that he could love something so much that had so much of his former best friend.

I got the best parts of Bella…and then some, he realized as he watched her.

"So are we going to jump, or not?" she questioned, raising one of her coppery eyebrows.

He grinned for what felt like the millionth time that day. He suspected his face would start to hurt soon from doing so much laughing and smiling, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was her, and them, and being there together.

Bending down slightly, he brushed his lips against hers. It was quick and soft at first, but he couldn't resist pressing his mouth against hers firmer the second time. He lingered there, feeling her respond to him. Would he ever tire of feeling her smooth, silky mouth against his? He didn't think so…how could he when she always kissed him back so willingly? Jacob's mind flashed back to a time that felt so far away that it almost didn't feel real - that part of his life felt like a movie.

He wasn't on a cliff, he was on a cold mountainside, waiting for an army of vampires to come and attack. And it wasn't his Nessie in his arms…it was Bella. His mind remembered the feeling of her lips against his, even if the memory was faint. He remembered suddenly with vivid recall how she had resisted his kiss; she had even pushed him away with disgust. The look in her eyes hadn't been of love and longing…it had been of regret and shame.

"What are you thinking about?"

Renesmee's soft, inquisitive voice cut through his thoughts as he leaned his forehead against hers. He lowered his face further, pressing his cheek against hers as they stood at the top of the waterfall.

"How lucky I am."

"Is that all?" she joked.

Jacob chuckled softly, taking his free hand and running the back of it down her opposite cheek.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Of course."

He sighed, pausing to think of how to phrase his answer. "I was thinking how lucky…and happy…I am that…that when I kiss you…you kiss me back."

Renesmee's eyes reflected her understanding. Pressing her hand against his cheek, she showed him she understood.

Is this about Bella? She asked, showing him a flash of her mother's face. He nodded, smiling sadly.

"Don't get the wrong idea. I understand it all now. And…and I'm thankful that it…that things…didn't go how I wanted back then. Then I wouldn't have you."

Her eyes searched his for a brief second, and he almost thought she was going to be hurt by his words.

"I'll always kiss you back because…because I love you, and…and you're my other half. You were made for me," she responded confidently, her voice soft yet firm. "I'm your imprint."

He smiled triumphantly, pulling his head back to look at her. "You finally get it."

"It's hard not to when I think about it."

He nodded, responding with a simple, "Yup."

"I'll always kiss you back, Jacob. Always," she answered sweetly, punching him lightly on the chest. He laughed, shaking his head at her. They both peeked over the side of the waterfall, and he could feel her nerves.

"Do you want me to jump with you?"

She nodded, gripping his hand in hers. "Always."

x-x-x-x-x-x

They dove from the cliffs several times, each time together. They would always come up from the water laughing and sputtering from trying to dunk each other in the freshwater of the lagoon.

As they played, he continued to think about how lucky his life had suddenly become.

Cheesy sayings can be right…everything had to fall apart to come back together, he thought with a slight grimace as Renesmee hoisted herself up out of the water. He watched as she wrung out her long braid, pulling the tie from it. The pink bathing suit she wore clung to her in all the right places. Her fingers began to comb through her long, coppery curls and he watched with sheer fascination from the cool water.

He continued to think about how lucky he truly was as he laughed and played with his imprint in the water that day. He had his best friend, but he also had a companion in every possible way; he had truly found his mate. And most importantly, they were happy. He hadn't thought true happiness had been possible for him.

And…he didn't have to beg her for it. Sure, things had been rocky for them for awhile, but he would have taken that tenfold if he realized how easy loving Renesmee as a mate would have been. It hadn't been hard and trying like his failed attempt at loving Bella had been. She had pushed him away and kept him at arm's length for good; he had lost the battle. But with Nessie…he couldn't help but feel like he had won.

The dark times in his life were truly over. They were there, forever, and nothing would ever tear them apart.

He lifted himself out of the water, dripping all over the mossy rocks that lined the lagoon. She smiled brightly at him as he walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her.

"You came back to me…you've been thinking about something really hard all day," she giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. He pressed his forehead to hers, chuckling.

"I told you…I just can't believe how happy I am…finally."

"Believe it," she muttered before kissing him sweetly.

She broke their kiss, giving him her best wanton look as she took his hand. He could instantly feel his body start to respond to that look - it was a look that said she wanted something. And, based on the past, it was something he was usually more than willing to give her.

He followed her hand-in-hand around the jagged rocks lining the lagoon towards the small cave that was hidden there. The last time they were there they had merely teased one another, driving him further insane with need. She glanced over her shoulder at him as she led him back further. He assumed she wouldn't be teasing him today.

Once inside, she turned to look at him, her bottom lip finding solace between her teeth. Her large brown eyes looked up at him, both expectant and full of love.

"Did you need something?" he asked coyly. She nodded, leaning back against the rocky wall. It was damp with the spray from the nearby waterfall that blocked them from view. Renesmee jutted her hips out and she leaned back, still silent.

"What did you want?" he continued to tease her.

She smiled and shook her head at him, a devilish grin appearing on her face.

"You look like you want to say something, but…but you just can't. Do you want something?" he repeated, glad for the chance to finally be the one to tease her. Her eyes raked down his body and rested on his naked arousal that was starting to harden. A light sheen of sweat and mist from the waterfall covered his tan skin, making him look like a wild Adonis. He was naked and hers for the taking. He pretended to be bashful as he glanced down at himself. He let his eyes flick back up to meet hers. Her expression told him that she had seen the proof of his longing for her. His erection began to ache for her touch. Happiness surged through him as he met her approving gaze.

"Do you like something you see?"

Renesmee let a little giggle out before standing up straight. She moved a little closer to him, still silent. Her fingertips ran up his arms ever so softly. She let her nails scrape gently against his chest and collar bone, biting her lip again. He hissed slightly when she scraped his nipples with her thumbnails, making her raise one eyebrow. She traced her fingertips down his abs, taking in the feeling of his smooth yet hard body. He bit back a chuckle as her hand began dipping slightly lower to trace the line of 'V' shaped muscles of his abdomen. Jacob's eyes drifted closed, enjoying the sheer wondrousness of her touching him. Just when he thought she was going to relent and finally wrap her hands around his now aching cock, her movements stopped.

His eyes opened just as she placed her hands on his cheeks. He sucked in a breath as he was hit with a slew of images and sounds. It was like the hottest porno flick he had ever seen; thoughts and pictures in his mind that made his dick twitch and his hands grab her hips. These were no strangers in her mind; it was them. It took him a second to realize that she was showing him images and memories from their time together. He gasped in lust as he tried to keep from passing out. He had never gotten so turned on so quickly in his life. His head began to spin as all of the blood left his brain to rush downwards in his body and practically make him reel. Gasping for another breath, his dick began to throb as it now stood at full attention as she continued to show him more and more.

Her on top, riding him on the blue bed….grabbing the headboard as she clenched herself around him…the feeling of his hands on her breasts, squeezing her pink tips gently, then harder….scraping him with her teeth…gripping his hardness in her hands….Pretty soon all he could see was flashes of tan skin and creamy skin as they rolled together on the bed, a mess of pants and groans….

"Stop…stop…oh god, I'm….I'm gonna…"

She dropped her hands to her sides, looking slightly guilty. Her guilt only lasted a split second; Jacob pinned her against the wall milliseconds later, his mouth attacking hers.

His tongue gently probed her mouth, seeking entrance. She allowed it, suddenly greedy to taste him in every capacity possible. What she felt was thirst, but a different kind than she was used to. She thirsted for him.

He hitched one of her legs around his hip, bringing his body even closer to him. Her body sang with need for him. It was too much to bear to have a man this beautiful in front of her and to not be able to have him the way she craved. Giving him a sly grin, she pulled her lips away from his long enough to pull the condom out of her bathing suit top and hold it up in front of his face.

He laughed loudly, his mouth dropping open. "Did you steal that from my pocket?"

She nodded.

"Sneaky little vampire," he replied, his voice low and gravelly. She giggled, rolling her eyes at him. Pulling gently, she made sure his lips were firmly planted against hers once again. He laughed against her mouth, shaking his head at her. After a few more minutes, he picked up her other leg, hitching it around his waist. He balanced with her back against the rocky wall, holding her steady.

"Jake," she groaned as he firmly gripped her hips. His large hands grasped firmly at the skin there, making her body tingle with the promise of what was to come. He ground his aroused flesh against her center, rubbing against the material of her bathing suit. They kissed hungrily for a few minutes, both teasing and torturing each other before his voice broke the silence.

"I can't help but notice you're not naked."

"I am not," she panted matter of factly. He nipped at her shoulder, trying not to laugh at their playful banter.

"Can we possibly change this?"

"If you really want to…" she replied, just as Jacob took the tie of her bikini top in his teeth. With a growl and a pull, he ripped it back from her body, the top falling down.

"I shouldn't be the only one naked…."

"Bad things happen when we get naked together Jake," she teased, lightly biting his lower lip. He grinned, feeling himself twitch with his own need for her.

"I'm counting on it."

He had his pants off and the condom rolled on himself almost as fast as she could have done it - which was fast. He entered her swiftly, leaving no time for hesitation.

Renesmee let her head fall back against the rocky wall of the cave, letting a satisfied sigh escape her lips as Jacob thrust against her, making her groan in appreciation. He leaned forward, showering her neck with lingering, passion-filled kisses. He worshiped her.

Resting his head against her shoulder, she carefully dragged her top row of teeth against his skin, not applying enough pressure to hurt him, but claiming him as hers. As he moved, she stared out at the waterfall in a daze. The water crashed down on the rocks around them, echoing pleasantly in the tiny cave where they were. The beauty of their surroundings mixed with the love and passion she felt for the man that was now hers in every single possible way was….intoxicating.

Jacob balanced her back against the rocky wall as he continued his thrusts. They were gentle but had a single purpose; to bring her closer and closer to his goal. He loved it when Nessie came. She would grab his biceps and the back of his neck and he would get a front row seat to the slew of hot-as-hell pictures, thoughts, and stream of conscious that spewed through her connection as she was pushed into bliss. He loved it; he ached to see her do that again. When she came for him the other night, he had become completely hard and turned on again just from the images in her mind.

Reaching forward, he ran his hand down her smooth chest, cupping her breast as it moved in time with his body. Her heels dug into his lower back as he leaned forward to press his lips to her neck. She mewled in euphoric response as he sucked on the sensitive skin. The flat part of his tongue pressed against the vein in her neck, making her sigh. Moving his way back, he nuzzled her being her ear as his fingertips lightly pinched the nipple in his hand. He smiled into her hair as a ripple of pleasure rolled down her body, making her eyes roll back into her head for a split second.

"You like that?" he said to her, his voice just above a low growl. She gave her own feminine growl back before clenching her center tighter. Jacob's mouth dropped open and his eyes grew even darker as he pushed them both closer and closer to the edge.

"Oh, Jacob," she half whispered, half purred as he sped up his movements. Small bits and pieces of the rocky wall cracked and fell to the floor from the sheer force of her body against it. He worried for a split second that he was hurting her, but the blissful sounds coming from his imprint suggested quite the opposite.

"Mmm, harder," she suddenly moaned, biting down on her lip. He frowned slightly, still worried that he was going to hurt her if he really let go. Sensing his flash of insecurity, she groaned and pressed her fingertips to his collar bone.

This is how it feels…. She communicated, just before allowing him to share her satisfaction at that moment. It was like a mirror; she loved to show him the way he made her feel at times like this. He panted in surprise and lust before hardening his movements. Renesmee moaned in pleasure, giving him her best wanton look of satisfaction. He was glad for his strength and endurance; they managed to keep up their heightened pace for several more minutes, both of them reveling in their discovery. They could make love slow and tenderly, yet also hard, lustful, and wild. When she came, he was soon after.

"Mmmhm…You are….so good at making me…"

"Un-hinged?" she panted as he lowered her to the ground. Her bare feet touched the cool rock floor of the cave, a smile dancing on her lips. With her eyes still closed, she leaned her forehead against his. Grabbing his sweaty cheeks, she placed a tender, lingering kiss on his lips.

I love to make you wild…you're my wild wolfman,… she teased with her hand. Jacob smiled, still slightly breathless from their cave adventure.

"I will never look at this place again and think 'tea party', he chuckled, wiping his sweaty brow with the back of his hand.

"Never," she agreed, intertwining his hands with hers. "Now swim with me," she begged. "I'm so hot," she giggled, holding the back of her hand to her pink forehead.

"Right you are," he agreed, giving her a cocky grin.

Afterwards, he could barely keep himself from smiling like an idiot. They walked home much slower than they had come, both of them exchanging slightly embarrassed albeit satisfied glances.

"Something on your mind?" he asked, watching as she wrung out her hair again as she walked. She licked her lips and grinned, looking somewhat nervous.

"We…like…did it outside," she giggled, her cheeks turning pink.

He shrugged. "Haven't you ever….well…"

"Did I know people did it outside? Well…yeah…"

There was a pregnant pause. He nodded, waiting for her to continue.

"This one time in Denali I…sorta caught….Kate and Garrett…they were down in this ravine…eh," she winced, shaking her head as if to clear the thought.

Jacob nodded again good naturedly, feeling his own blush start to rise in his cheeks.

"Did you…watch?" he asked expectantly.

"Ew!" she shrieked, slapping his arm. They both cackled at her reaction, their laughs loud in the quiet jungle. "I mean….well…yeah, a little," she finally admitted with a sly grin. Jacob rolled his eyes at her.

"Perv."

"You asked!"

"I'm just kidding….unfortunately, I've seen all my friends doing it….well, except for Quil. Eh…" he winced. "I've seen way more than I've ever wanted to see."

"I can imagine."

They walked in silence for awhile, hand in hand. The jungle was quiet the day and very peaceful. Finally, he spoke.

"So you didn't mind….being…outside?"

She thought a moment. It had been interesting, that was for sure. Out in the open, with no bed, no door for privacy…but, on the other hand, it had been fun too. It was something completely new and forbidden in her mind which appealed to her entirely.

"I didn't mind it….no," she replied.

"Well….we might have to do it outside again once…once we go home."

Renesmee stopped suddenly, her bare feet digging into the ground. "Oh," she said, frowning slightly. "Home…I…I guess I kinda…forgot about that. Things will be different when we go home."

He nodded, jamming his hands into his pockets. "Yeah, they will. A lot different. We're going to have your parents and entire family around us. No more alone time," he said pointedly, giving her a stern gaze

Renesmee's face dropped as she contemplated what he was saying. "That is going to be so weird to go from…from this, to…to home," she muttered, shaking her head. "What are we going to do?"

He knew what she was talking about. The need to be close to her was so physically overwhelming sometimes that he wasn't sure he would make it. How would he go back to living separately from her again? There was no way that Edward would let him spend nights in the cottage…he wasn't even going to try that one.

"I don't know…we'll think of something I guess…You're really not...opposed to…doing it outside?"

She shrugged, glancing back over her shoulder in the direction of the waterfall. "No, not particularly. I, erm….enjoy myself immensely anywhere we are. I think that's a safe assumption to make at this point, Jacob."

He shook his head to himself as the realization that they would have to eventually go home set in. He hadn't even considered being physically separated from Renesmee, especially after this trip.

"Well…we can always…sneak away," she murmured, grabbing his hand. She intertwined his long fingers with hers, drawing him closer to her. He rested his chin on top of her head, his eyebrows furrowing together. "I can't be away from you, Jake. I just can't…not after…"

"I know," he finished her sentence.

She sighed against his chest, rubbing her lips together. She could still taste him on her tongue. Just the mere thought of him now was enough to make her body react and her mind go wild. What was she going to do when they got home? Her mother couldn't shield her forever. Her father would go crazy - she would have to learn to control herself.

When they arrived back at the house she trudged inside, visibly upset. Jacob watched her as she moped sadly through the glass doors from the beach.

"Do you want to maybe take a nap with me?" he suggested, motioning towards the hammock in the back. She nodded, glancing up at the house.

"Sure. Let me change out of these wet clothes first."

He nodded, heading over to where the hammock was. Renesmee made her way inside to the blue room that they now shared. Her eyes lingered on the bed sheets all tousled and mussed, reminding her of the newfound part of her relationship with Jacob. She smirked to herself as she reached for her phone to check it. She hadn't bothered to look at it for several days, and was surprised to see several missed calls from her mother.

"Mom? Is everything okay?" she asked as soon as Bella picked up.

"Renesmee," Bella breathed happily. She felt goose bumps rise up on her skin as her mother said her name. It rolled off of Bella's tongue almost as easily as it did Jacob's. She realized how much she had missed her.

"Is everything all right?" she asked hurriedly.

Bella laughed, the smooth, angelic tones of her voice rolling through the phone. "Of course! I just missed you, and…um…well, I guess I just missed you," Bella stuttered, making Renesmee smile at her mother's endearing trait.

"I….I miss you too, Mom. Is everything really alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, no, don't worry," Bella replied. Renesmee heard the similar even, smooth tones of another familiar voice. "Someone else wants to say hello."

"Renesmee," her father's voice rung through the telephone. She felt her chest tighten slightly at the sound of her Daddy's voice.

"Dad," she breathed, her chest tightening more. "I miss you guys so much….I…"

"Has Isle Esme been good to you?" Edward asked.

"Yeah Dad, I'm…I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to say goodbye before we left…"

There was a silence on the phone. "Is Jacob behaving himself?"

"Dad," she chided him softly, her eyes drifting towards the beach where she knew Jacob was waiting for her. She was thankful that her father couldn't hear her thoughts over the phone. "Of course he is….he's….he's perfect."

She thought she caught her father lightly groaning.

"I trust you'll be returning home soon?" he asked hopefully, although she could hear the slight cringe in his voice.

She nodded. "Yes…we were…just talking about that today."

Edward chuckled softly. "Time gets away from you there…I know," he said wistfully. She laughed.

"Yes, yes it does. We'll be home soon…so don't worry about me. Or Jacob. But…Dad?"

"Yes?"

She swallowed the lump in her throat, reminding herself that being an adult meant doing things she wouldn't always want to do.

"Dad things are…a bit different now."

"I supposed so. We'll need to talk when we get home."

Renesmee swallowed again, her eyes widening slightly. Why did her father have to be a mind-reading vampire? Why couldn't he just be a normal, oblivious father like the ones in Alice's romantic comedies? Her hands shook slightly as she tucked her cell phone back into her suitcase. She couldn't help but feel like going home would mean giving up her newfound freedom with Jacob. Selfishly, she realized that was the last thing she wanted to do.

She slipped outside, noticing that it was almost sunset. The palm fronds swayed gently in the breeze as she made her way over to the hammock where Jacob was. Smiling, she realized his arm was thrown over his face as he snored lightly, swaying in time with the palms above him. He almost looked too peaceful to disturb.

"Hey," he groaned when she climbed into the hammock with him.

"Hey," she muttered back.

"You hungry?"

"Does that mean you want me to cook for you?" She asked, picking up his hand. She began to play with his fingers, twisting them in her own.

"Maybe," he mumbled sleepily, a smile starting in the corners of his mouth. He chuckled, cracking one eye open to look at her.

"We have to go home soon Jake," she said finally, pressing her lips together.

He wrapped his arms around her tightly, shaking his head. "No, never."

"I mean it," she laughed, rolling over onto his stomach. She rested her chin on his chest, staring at him intently. "My family misses me. I know your pack misses you."

"I know," he replied quietly, reaching up to stroke her cheek. "I like being here with you so much though….too much. I liked pretending we're stranded her….alone…forever…nothing but the two of us…"

She smiled as the look on his face turned slightly lust-ridden. She always got shivers down her back when she realized what his true intentions were. His dark eyes would dilate and smolder, and his jaw would open slightly. He would sometimes growl deep in his chest, just loud enough so that her sensitive ears could hear.

"Come inside. I'll take a shower, and then I'll make us something to eat," she bargained. The sweat and grime from the day was starting to take it's toll on her, and she wanted to rinse off before tonight. She wasn't sure that anything would happen…. but if the past few nights were any indication…

He followed her into the house and into the blue bedroom. "Let me know when you're out," he called after her as she stepped into the bathroom. She nodded, leaving the door halfway open on purpose. Teasing Jacob these days was half of the fun. She usually had him so worked up before their trysts that by the time they finally touched each other they were both ready to explode.

Wild….just the way I like him, she though to herself as she peeled off her clothes. Piece by piece they fell to the floor, until finally she was climbing into the cool shower. Taking her time, she began to soap her body slowly, enjoying the feel of the cool water against her grimy, slightly sun burnt skin. The only sunlight that could give her a tinge of a burn was the sun on Isle Esme - it was closer to the equator than she was used to, and she usually left with somewhat of a tan.

Not tan like Jake, she thought, leaning her forehead against the tile. She sighed happily and began to run a washcloth over her skin, soaping it up.

Renesmee jumped when she heard another heartbeat in the room besides hers. Whipping her head to the side, she gasped in surprise to see Jacob standing in the doorway, an amused expression on his face.

Her look of surprise quickly faded. "What are you doing in here?"

"Something about a pretty view that I can't resist," he said casually, strolling into the room. She felt her cheeks flush; Jacob had never seen her in the shower before. This was new. Instantly her body tightened in anticipation of what was to come.

"Is that so?" she flirted back, turning to the side. She made sure that the washcloth and her arm covered her from his view…she did enjoy teasing him.

He nodded, his pink tongue slipping out to lick his lips.

"Can I watch?" he asked hopefully, jutting his chin out slightly. Renesmee giggled, nodding shyly. She wasn't sure why the idea of Jacob watching her made her so nervous; he had seen her quite naked several times in the past few days, and it had never bothered her then. He had put on shorts since their cliff diving and episode in the cave, and they were starting to show what his real plan was. There was something so naughty and sexy about seeing his hardness forming in his khakis that drove her insane.

"It's a free country, I suppose," she replied, turning to the side so that he could catch a glimpse of her bare ass through the shower glass.

A wicked smile made her lips turn up as she heard him suck in a shallow breath of air. Yes, he was definitely enjoying this.

Jacob sat down on the edge of the empty bathtub across the room, leaning forward slightly to hide the tent growing in his khaki shorts.

He watched as she ran a soapy hand down her side, the bubbles trailing down her slender thighs. Steam billowed out around the top of the doors, making it somewhat hard to see just what she was doing. However, he could see enough to drive himself absolutely crazy with need. He heard her sigh as she began rubbing a coconut scented shampoo into her scalp, her long hair suddenly pulled away from her body. Her fingers worked it into a lather, the enticing smell flooding his nostrils even from across the large bathroom. He shifted in his seat, licking his lips again. He felt like he was in his basement again, watching a dirty movie through the squiggles late at night.

Renesmee continued to work the lather in her hair, her breasts moving each time she raised her arms up. He could just see her side profile, but what a profile it was. Everything about her appealed to him; her creamy skin, her soft breasts, her rounded bottom….it was all too much.

When she finally turned to the side to finish rinsing her shampoo, one of her pink nipples brushed against the glass, coming into full view. He rose to his feet against his will, his hand flying up to the button on his khaki shorts.

Renesmee caught his stare, another playful smile appearing. "Did you need something?" she teased, pulling her long, coppery locks around to hang over one side of her. She faced him full on, opening the door slightly. Steam came flooding out, but it was also mixed with the smell of her coconut shampoo and….

Holy shit, she's enjoying teasing me as much as I'm enjoying it, he realized. Her aroused scent hit him like a brick wall, and he practically yanked his pants the rest of the way off.

"I'm um…in need of a shower too, you see," he said, letting his shorts fall to his feet. Renesmee's eyes instantly dropped to the area between his legs, her eyes changing. He smiled to himself with satisfaction as he realized she was just as hungry for him as he was her. The smell in the air proved it.

"Yes?" she said coyly.

"Yes, well…I have trouble reaching several…areas, and um…I thought maybe you could help," he said shyly, walking slowly towards the shower. Renesmee giggled, cocking her head to the side. They both laughed at his cheesy line, but she played along anyway.

"Really?" she challenged.

He felt his arousal twitch at her confident behavior. "Yeah….. and I thought maybe…I could return the favor," he laughed.

God I sound like a moron when I try to talk dirty, he laughed to himself. He tried his best to ignore his arousal protruding from his body like an overexcited teenager. Get control, he coached himself. He hadn't had nearly as much trouble as he thought he would when it came to controlling himself with Renesmee. The idea of hurting her any more than he already had their first time didn't exactly appeal to him.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked him, her melodic voice echoing against the tiles of the shower. He stepped inside, blinking a few times in the steam. When his vision adjusted, he saw his imprint leaning against the tiles in the corner, her wet curls hanging down in front of her. She rested on her hip, her shoulder against the wall as she raked her eyes up and down him once more.

"You keep looking at me like…I'm something to eat," he chuckled, stepping under the hot jets of water. She smiled, averting her eyes from his naked form.

"I could say a lot of things right now…"

"But you won't," he laughed, reaching over to her. His hands found her hips and pulled her toward him. Pretty soon they were standing together under the hot sprays of water, completely drenched.

"I think this was one of your best ideas yet," she breathed, running her hands down his slick chest. He stared down at her, taking in the view of his naked imprint covered in soapy bubbles….he nearly lost it when she leaned slowly forward, placing a long, slow kiss on his chest.

Fuck this girl is incredible….

Jacob closed his eyes, completely content at the way her lips felt, dragging across his skin. She varied her movements from peppering them sparingly across his chest to more lingering. He liked those…she would suck lightly, letting her tongue reach out and lick his wet skin.

Leaning his head back, he reveled in the feeling of her small mouth against his dripping skin. The sensation of the droplets of water sliding down his body mixed with the feeling of his imprint's lips was something he never wanted to forget.

Renesmee kissed down his chest, pausing to flick her tongue over his nipple. He hissed in response, digging his head into the tiles harder. The soft thud echoed in the shower, and she laughed wickedly before making her way down. He bit his lip as she ran her tongue down the concave center of his stomach, where his ab muscles started. The area was hard and muscular, yet she licked at it as if it was delicious. He panted as she placed a lingering kiss just below his navel, not realizing what she had in mind.

When he heard her sink to her knees in front of him and felt her hot breath on his abdomen, his eyes flew open. He looked down, both horrified and incredibly aroused at the sight before him.

"Ness…?"

"What?" she asked, reaching up innocently. Her hand closed around his length, squeezing it slightly. The expression on her face was the most innocent, pure thing he could imagine. He wasn't sure if it should turn him on or make him bolt from the shower. His jaw dropped open as he fought to remain in control of the situation and not let his cock do all of the thinking for him.

"What are you…what are you doing?"

Renesmee smiled, running her slick hand up and down his shaft once. He sucked in a breath of steamy air and almost doubled over at the increase in pleasure as her hand stroked him. "I think you know what I'm doing…but do you know what I want to do?"

Jacob gulped at he tried to think with his brain and not his dick. Her hand tightened around the base of him, practically making him cross eyed.

"I um…I…Shit, what was I going to say?"

"I think if you just relax…"

"Wait, Ness," he coaxed, peeling her hand off of him. He pulled her up gently to stand in front of him again.

"What is it?" she asked. The obvious hurt and disappointment was shown on her features.

"I….I just…d-don't think you should do that."

"Jake," she gasped slightly, her mouth falling open. A look of hurt crossed her face, and he instantly regretted stopping her. Why had he stopped her again? His aching hard on protested every second that her hand wasn't on him. He fought to think clearly.

"You think I would…hurt you?"

"No! No, not at all, I…..I just don't want you to do that."

"Why?"

He reached up, brushing a wet curl from her hair as the water streamed down on them. "You just don't have to. I don't want to….I don't want you to think you have to…"

"I want to," Renesmee insisted. "I really do."

He frowned slightly, glancing at her mouth without thinking. How he had dreamt about this in his dirtiest dreams lately…her pink lips around him, her tongue caressing….stop!

"You don't have to do that. That's not…I mean I don't…you don't have to."

Renesmee sighed exasperatedly. "Jake, what makes you think I don't?"

He gaped at her. "You want to?"

"Of course I do. I want to…try everything with you. We're going to have forever, and….I want to be close to you and…"

"Nessie….doing that won't…I mean…shit…"

"Jake," Renesmee said, her brown eyes narrowing at him, "She got to do it."

Jacob's face turned deep scarlet at the mention of his short tryst with Carly back at school. She had gone down on him and as torturous as it had been for the sheer fact that it wasn't Ness….the idea of the act still interested him. The idea of Renesmee doing that to him was downright appealing.

"Ness….that meant nothing. She meant nothing."

"But I do mean something, right?"

"The world," he answered firmly, brushing a few droplets of water from her face. He leaned forward and kissed her mouth. It was long and lingering, just like their kiss in the cave. She didn't have to do that to him to make him feel complete sexually - he already did.

"I want to…I want to do it to make you feel….good," she whispered, kissing the side of his cheek. She moved her lips across his jaw line, licking lightly at the bottom of his ear lobe. His cock twitched at the feeling of her cool tongue on his skin.

"I could make you feel really good….as good as I felt…when you…did that to me," she said between kisses. Her hand found it's way to his cheek. Before he knew it, she showed him a flash of something from her mind…her, looking down as his mouth worked it's magic on her. Showing him the way his tongue felt when it flicked against her…..Jacob sucked in another breath to steady himself. With a quiet giggle, she dropped her hand. She made her way to his lips again. Placing another deep kiss on his mouth, she swiped her tongue across his bottom lip suggestively. Taking his hand, she gulped down her nervousness before placing his fingertip at her mouth.

"What….oh god," he moaned, his jaw dropping slightly as she took his finger in her mouth and sucked lightly. He could see the tip of her tongue as she let his fingertip slide from her lips, licking lightly. A ripple of lust shot down his spine, making his entire lower half tingle in anticipation. He lost all conscious thought.

"Will you let me….?"

"O-kay," he breathed in a high, somewhat squeaky voice.

He watched with wide eyes as Renesmee lowered herself to her knees on the tile floor in front of him. He didn't think he would enjoy this so much….but he was. His breath hitched in his throat as she grasped him in her smooth hand. Once she was settled on her knees with his erection in her grasp, she allowed her eyes to flick up to meet his.

"Are you sure?" he asked. She nodded, letting herself tentatively pull him to her mouth to taste him.

One touch. One stroke, one movement of her tongue against him, and his head fell back against the steamy tiles.

"Oh….fuck," he growled, his fingertips gripping the walls. His face squinched up as her tongue experimentally stroked the underside of his erection. Rolling his head against the tile, he bit his lip and groaned as she gripped him firmer around the base of his shaft.

"Oh god Ness…." he moaned, opening his eyes long enough to peek down at her. She sucked on the tip of him, her eyes coming up to meet his gaze.

It didn't take long before both of them began to get used to the feeling of her going down on him. Renesmee become more bold with her mouth, taking more of him in. Jacob calmed down enough to stop gripping the shower wall and actually touch her hair and face.

"Oh god," he panted, sinking down to sit on the built in bench along the tile wall. She stopped briefly, smiling at him before she continued.

"God babe, you make me so….so…" he groaned the rest of his though. His hand moved forward, touching the soft skin of her chest. Trailing downward, he reaching forward to lightly caress her breasts. His fingertips absently rolled her nipple in their grasp, making her moan with him still nestled in her mouth. The vibration of her throat mixed with the feeling of her velvety breast in his hand send him over the edge.

"Are you okay?" she asked, pausing her movements. He bobbed his head quickly, his eyes widening with approval.

"You're amazing…just…just…don't stop?"

"Sure thing…just….tell me what to do?"

He felt his cheeks grow hot. "What do you…. You want me to tell you?"

She nodded, taking him back into her mouth. Sliding her head down, she took a large portion of his shaft into her mouth. He inhaled sharply and groaned.

"Oh just like that," he moaned. He took her hand and put his over it, making her grip the base of him tightly. That combined with the feeling of her tongue making it's way up his length was almost more than he could handle.

"Oh…oh…" he groaned, making her halt. Her eyes went wide as she backed away from him, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Did I hurt you?" she gasped, her lips covering her teeth. Jacob moaned in anguish as he was left hanging just before he finished.

"No no no…just…" he panted, grabbing her hand and placing it back around him. Keeping her hand covered, he gave himself a few last hard jerks before exploding on their hands and his stomach.

Renesmee's eyes went wide as she watched him orgasm in front of her. His thick member pulsed amidst the steam of the shower, his breaths labored as he tried to ride out his high.

"What are you…why are you staring at me like that?" he gasped, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Renesmee looked at him, her expression still slightly amused and surprised.

"I've never…seen…seen you do that…" she admitted sheepishly, touching his thigh.

Jacob let his head fall back against the tiles again with a thud. Renesmee stood up, nudging him over so that she could sit on his thigh. She leaned down against his chest. Jacob hissed under his breath as he felt her against him, her nipples brushing against his chest. She ran a hand up and down his arm as the water washed away all evidence of their activity.

"You're not helping me calm down you know," he said under his breath as he watched her pink nipple brush against his chest. She laughed, the motion further alluring him.

"That was….."

"Amazing? Fucking fantastic? Yes, I know, I was there."

"I was going to say interesting," she admitted, giving him a crooked grin. He laughed loudly, the sound echoing against the tile walls. His hand cupped her bare bottom, holding her tighter against him as he chuckled.

"I know…..sorry," he offered, his voice small and embarrassed. "I shouldn't have let you…well…I should be trying harder at romancing you instead of letting you…."

"Go down on you?"

"How do you know that's what it's called?"

"Cosmo."

Jacob nodded knowingly, closing his eyes as the jets of hot water hit their bodies. "Remind me to write them a letter of thanks."

"So you like it?"

He laughed again. "Ness, I told you…anything that includes you and well…that…I will enjoy. But I should be trying to romance you here. Letting you give me oral doesn't really count as a tender moment."

"I thought it was fun," she said, her voice low and indignant. Licking her lips, she could still taste traces of him there. Masculine, yet fresh….

"I don't need to be romanced. We've done that part….I want to get to the part where we just….explore. Do things we haven't done before…and….things we probably can't do when we get home in a few days."

"You're ready?"

She nodded. "But let's not think about that now. We'll be there before we know it, and…I want to take advantage of this time we have together to just be us. Just for a little while longer."

A wicked grin suddenly crossed Jacob's features. "So….you want a new experience, do you?"

She nodded. "What did you have in mind?"

He licked his lips, his hand reaching up to softly cup her breast. He let his thumb roll itself over her nipple, watching in awe as it reacted to his touch. Nessie sucked in a breath, biting her lip.

"Just stand up and put your hands on the wall. I'll do the rest."

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Renesmee blushed, thinking back to the night before in the shower. It had certainly been a learning experience, that was for sure. She ran her finger through the soft, white sand and was reminded of how smooth Jacob's skin was beneath her fingertips. Blinking a few times, she watched as the sun made it's final decent in the sky for the day. It sank faster and faster as night approached, promising to cloak the hot little island in it's cool blanket for the night. It was nothing but steamy and hot on Isle Esme in the daytime but at night the temperature dropped at least ten degrees and the steam rose.

It wasn't much, but it was cooler. Never cold, just…cooler.

Cold.

The word rang in Renesmee's mind as a familiar face appeared. Stefan.

Her thoughts were soon laced with wonderings about her friend and formerly potential love interest. Was he happy? Was he still on a path towards finally finding love with Nahuel's sister, Isadora? As his green and golden eyes faded from her mind, she certainly hoped so. She hadn't' meant to hurt him or lead him on, and she truly hoped he had found happiness and love with the other half-breed.

Her eyes found the spot in the water where she had waded out to Jacob that night. It had only been a week or so since the night of their first time together, but already it felt like eons ago. So much in her life had changed that it was almost impossible to wrap her head around.

She heard his footsteps approaching behind her in the sand, but she kept staring out at the sunset. Jacob kneeled behind her, placing a kiss on the crook of her neck that was exposed through her strapless cotton sundress. He arranged himself so that she was sitting between his legs. With a sigh, she leaned back against his chest like she would a comfortable old recliner. She watched as his toes dug into the sand next to hers, enjoying the feeling of it's softness.

"What are you watching?"

Renesmee smiled faintly, placing her hand on his arm that was now woven around her middle. A perfect view of the sun appeared; she showed him in fast forward what the sunset had looked like. It slowed as her pictures caught up with what the sun actually looked like in the sky.

"Beautiful, as always."

She laughed, rolling her head to the side to kiss his arm. He dug his nose into the top of her head, inhaling a breath of her sweet smelling hair.

"Promise me something.'

His voice was tender and soft, but firm as he spoke.

"Anything."

"Do you always agree so willingly?" he joked. She laughed, smacking him lightly on the arm.

"Promise you what?"

"Promise me that no matter what happens, you'll always keep every beautiful memory like this…locked away. In your mind. In your perfect little vampy mind…" his voice trailed off, suddenly emotional.

"Why Jacob? You'll always be with me-"

"-No, I'm never leaving. Don't think that," he said quickly, cutting her off. She turned in his arms to look up at him. "I just want to always remember moments like this…with you. I never want to forget them. I'm never going to grow old on the outside, but…on the inside…my mind will. I think…eventually. I'm scared…"

His voice caught in his throat suddenly, and his words halted. She looked up at him, reaching up to touch his face. She showed him a safe feeling, urging him silently to continue.

"Thanks," he said, chuckling awkwardly. His arms tightened around her. "I want you to remember moments like this in case I…in case I forget. Forever is…such a long time, Ness…and…I'm scared to forget stuff like this. I want you to always remember so that you can…show me."

Her heart melted a little at his rather vulnerable words. "Of course I will Jacob. I'll always remember things like this."

"You swear?" he asked, nuzzling the side of her face. She nodded, turning to kiss his cheek.

"How could I ever forget?"

Her words were simple, but they rang so true in his ears that he couldn't contain himself. The grin that appeared on his face threatened to split his cheeks, but he couldn't have cared less.

"I love you," he said, leaning down to kiss her lips. He rested his forehead against hers, breathing in her sweet scent that was laced with the smell of coconut. "I love you so much sometimes that….I think I'm going to like….combust or something."

She giggled, reaching up to touch his cheek. Showering him with all the pictures of love she could, she let her inner voice ring above the slew of emotions she was showing him. I love you more than my own life, she communicated.

He smiled, remembering the phrase that was printed inside the locket she wore that was given to her by Bella.

He kissed her deeply, all the while wishing he possessed the same talent as his imprint. Deep in his heart, he knew that he would be forever envious of her ability to show him all of her love, for he ached to be able to do the same with her.

His kisses soon grew urgent as he held her in his arms. She turned her body further to give him better access. Before she knew it she was lying on her back in the sand, Jacob hovering above her. He kissed and sucked at her neck, making goose bumps rise up on her skin despite the heat. When he settled between her legs, the thin cotton of her dress did little to hide the growing hardness between his. She let her hands lightly run up and down his spine as he moved to kiss her mouth, nipping at her bottom lip. Giggling, she returned the favor. Soon his shirt came off, exposing the broad planes of his tanned chest.

"You're so beautiful," she blurted out without thinking. Jacob smiled somewhat cockily, raising in eyebrow at her.

"You think so?" he asked, giving her a short kiss on the lips. He ground his erection against her steadily moistening core. A tiny whimper escaped from her throat as her skin began to tingle. She wanted him like this…always.

"I do," she laughed, grasping the sides of his face to bring him down closer. She kissed him deeply again, a rush of excitement rolling over her. She loved times like this, when they caught each other off guard. It was so exhilarating to be doing nothing at all with Jacob, like sitting on the beach when…..the familiar mixture of need and lust would come over them so quickly. She could barely keep her hands off of him.

As she lay back in the sand, letting Jacob kiss down her neck and chest, another thought crossed her mind. It was something she had been worried about for days now, and she couldn't push it from her mind.

What were they going to do when they got home? Her father was still getting used to the idea that she was an adult now and they were finally going to be together…how on earth would he react when he found out that they had been intimate? How would they control themselves in his presence? Or with the rest of her family, for that matter?

Worry slowly settled over her as her mind took her a thousand miles away to Forks. How would things be when she couldn't have her Jacob like this? They had been on the island for weeks now, just the two of them together. No rules, no boundaries, no sense of time or urgency…she suddenly realized that going home was going to be an unwelcome shock.

"Do you feel what you do to me?" he groaned, pressing his groin against hers again. Her lower half sang with relief as his hardness pressed against her, rubbing her in all the right ways. She bit her lip as words seemed impossible at the moment, nodding quickly. His soft touches and needy whisper brought her back to the present, but the thought of home was still weighing heavily on her mind.

"I want you so much, Ness, I can't help myself," he growled in her ear. She shivered, and he laughed against the skin on her neck.

"You make me so crazy, but I think I like it," she muttered, giggling slightly as his lips tickled their way down her neck. Her stomach turned with a nervous yet excited energy as she felt him settle deeper on top of her, his own body molding to fit with hers. He felt so good that she almost couldn't stand it.

"Here?" she breathed as he began to pull at the hem of her cotton dress. .

He pulled his face up and looked at her, surprised as he looked around. Her question seemed to break his trance. "Oh, uh…"

"Did you forget we are on the beach?" she laughed, looking at him closely. Jacob's cheeks flushed again, and she laughed.

"It's okay," she finally said. "We can…" she let her voice trail off, sure that he had taken her hint.

His lips crashed against hers again, molding perfectly as they moved together. His tongue slowly touched her bottom lip, asking for entrance. Gladly, she opened her mouth slightly to allow him to taste her.

She had to admit, Jacob's wofly kisses were nothing like his human ones. He had licked her face and 'kissed her' as he called it many times, and those had been sloppy and disgusting. Much to her delight, she found that he was an extremely good kisser as a human, and nothing like his wolf-self. He was almost…delicate, she thought. He was good about being very gentlemanly and careful, never forceful or sloppy. His kissing style was so unlike what she would have imagined him to be like, not that she was upset.

Would he be able to kiss her like this when they were home? When would they be together? Sure, they had joked about having sex in the woods once they were back in Forks, but….she didn't want that to be the only place they could make love with any privacy. Romps in the rainy forest were her idea of a seldom thing, but certainly not what she wanted every time. Biting her lip, she frowned with worry.

"Wait, Jacob….stop."

His kisses halted immediately. Jacob pulled back to look at her face, which was now creased with lines of worry. Taking it as a bad sign he immediately lifted himself up off of her.

"What….what's wrong Ness? Did do something….?" he asked with confusion.

She shook her head, sitting up in the sand. He brushed some sand off of her arms, concern showing on his features. She looked a the sun as it finally sank below the horizon, and she gulped.

"Jake…we're going to leave the island in a few days, right?"

He nodded sadly, still frowning. "We need to go home."

"Right," she said with a nod. She laughed nervously as she pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Well…and….we're going to be home, around everybody, and…and we can't do things like this."

"I know," he said petulantly, frowning even more. He looked like he'd been scolded.

"Right. So….how are we going to stop?"

He sat back in the sand, resting against her. His hand found her leg, and he rubbed it gently to sooth his obviously frazzled imprint. Soon, the softness of her skin and the light of the sunset on her coppery hair had him licking his lips. She was so beautiful…

"Jake," she pleaded, covering his hand with her own. "Do you see what I mean? We can't go home with things…like this. We can barely…we can barely stop touching each other for one second. My dad will.."

"Kill me," Jacob finished her sentence, eying his hand on her leg warily. She nodded.

"Right."

"He'll skin me alive the first time I slip in front of him and think about….well…"

"Right," she agreed again, feeling her heart speed up in her chest. Her palms twitched and began to sweat as she willed herself to calm down. She needed to stay calm to do this. It had to work; it was the only way things could go somewhat amicably when they returned home.

Panic began to cross Jacob's face. "So…what are we going to do?" He thought of Edward reading one little trace of his thoughts for the past few weeks, and he wanted to wet himself. Friends or not, Edward would be pissed.

She bit her lip nervously, sighing. "There's only one thing we can do if we want to be able to live like we have been and not get ripped apart by my father."

"What are you…" he said slowly, giving her a strange look.

Renesmee gulped, gripping a handful of the sand. Looking up into his dark eyes, she took a deep breath and prepared herself for the worst.

"Marry me, Jacob."

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Bonus treat this update! Reviewers will get something extra special in their review reply this time. If you would like the little outtake I've written for this chapter, please let me know and you shall receive!

It's a decent sized outtake of what happened in the shower when Jacob wanted to give her a 'new experience'. I will warn you: it's ESPECIALLY rated 'M' for a reason. It's a bit racier than the normal tone of this story, which is why it is an outtake. I'm not even going to apologize for the amount of smut flying around in that little gem ; ) If you'd like it, please let me know and I will be sending it out on Sunday.

Hope I didn't lose too many of you while I was on my break! I needed to take the holidays to 'recharge' and rest, and I'm back! I've got lots planned for these last few chapters, so get excited!

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