CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
(BPOV)
I awoke to the sound of hammering coming from outside as I squinted against the bright rays of the sun now streaming in through the half opened window. The morning Summer breeze touching my face when I sat up and looked around.
"Jacob?"
There was no answer. I stretched and noted my position on the couch. I was more tired than I thought last night.
My attention was soon drawn to the cup of coffee with a note placed next to me on the coffee table, the scribbling there making me smile when I picked it up.
'I'm out in the yard, building a few flower boxes this morning. I wanted to get an early start. When you wake up, come out with me. There's something I want to show you.'
I smiled and peered down at my thin wrist watch, disbelieving it was already nine in the morning. I'd slept a solid twelve hours, which was unheard of for me. I took a shower and slipped into my favorite silk robe as I enjoyed the warm coffee and searched for my slippers.
When I finally found them, I slid my feet into my well worn slippers, before shuffling across the floor and throwing open the double French doors that gave way to our small back porch.
Jacob paused his hammering and looked my way with an eager grin that made his dimples appear.
"Morning, gorgeous." He called from across the back yard.
"Morning, handsome." I yawned, still rubbing the sleep from my gaze as my eyes roamed over his shirtless stance.
The bright sun touched his bare skin as he pounded in the last few nails with his returning question to me.
"Sleep well?"
"I did, actually. Maybe a little too long?"
"You probably needed it, Bells. We had a long day yesterday." He pointed out with a huff, while lifting the large square wooden flower box and gesturing to the second one. "What do you think? They need a coat or two of stain."
"I could do that!" I chimed.
"Have any shade in mind? Rich oak, walnut or a grey stain?" He questioned, running his hand over the surface to feel the smooth lines there he'd sanded down. "It's your pick, honey."
"I think a grey stain would look the best."
"Then grey it is." He agreed, stopping briefly to measure another cut of wood.
I chuckled from the line of thought that came with this, trying to advert my gaze from his bare torso and chest.
As many times as I'd seen him naked, his beauty never was lost on me. It always left me speechless.
"You know...-there's supposedly fifty shades of grey. Maybe we could try a few of them?" I nervously teased, biting down on my bottom lip when the comment left me.
Jacob nearly dropped the tape measure in his left hand with a loud huff in response to this, and I couldn't help but laugh at the look on his handsome face when he peered back up at me.
"Are you trying to make me forget all about this newly inspired project of ours before it's really even begun, cause if you are, it's working." He hedged with an amused but challenging expression. He was waiting for my comeback.
"Of course not." I sighed, reaching for the silk belt on my robe and pulling it loose. "I was just saying that, according to the book, there's many more shades of grey than just one."
Jacob nodded with a smirk as I paused my movements then and waited for his answer. He was too busy focusing his attention back on the garden boxes to notice what I was about to do.
"-and you would know this, because you read the books?"
"Uh-huh. Well, a few of them. I haven't yet finished the series." I admitted, my hand now pulling the silk belt completely free.
I stilled there, patiently waiting for him to look up again while sipping my coffee.
It was a good thing our back yard was relatively secluded from all the others.
When he finished pounding in the last few nails on the second garden box, he glanced up just as the wind parted the silk robe, giving him a crystal clear view of my naked form.
Jacob dropped the hammer in his hand and tossed the spare piece of wood he still held to the ground with a breathless cuss leaving his parted mouth.
I didn't flinch as his playful gaze turned heated, the darkened stare from him causing my cheeks to flush some as he looked me over.
All traces of humor left him with his husky reply.
"Are you trying to drive me insane?" He questioned.
"Maybe a little." I admitted. "...-or maybe, I just want a repeat of yesterday morning. You've started something so it seems."
"Have I?
"Yes, and now look...-" I chuckled, parting the silk a little further so my breasts were exposed. "What am I gonna do?"
He took a few steps forward and I took one back, my eyes on his as he started to cross the yard with his promised warning.
"If I come up there-"
"I had hopes that you would."
"-and if I do?" He countered, peering up at me with a lust filled gaze.
"I promise you won't regret it."
Jacob kicked the rest of his tools aside, piling them into a heap now on the back lawn as he looked my way again.
"Mrs. Black, you've been very distracting for me this morning." He hedged, suddenly jumping up and grabbing the large oak tree branch that nearly touched the back porch with a low chuckle. "What am I gonna do with you?"
"All kinds of things, but you have to reach me first."
I barely had the sentence out before he swiftly climbed the lattice work and hopped over the far railing, his eyes glued to mine as the morning breeze blew around us. He caught hold of the front of the robe and tugged me forward, his lips ghosting mine as he finished parting the silk.
"You know, it's very hard to get work done with you doing this."
His warmth breath caressed my mouth and I shivered from the feel of it.
"How hard is it?" I quietly questioned, as he backed me up into the house, the robe falling to the floor and leaving me bare in front of him.
"You tell me, honey." He breathed, undoing his cutoffs and stepping out of them.
His hand tilted my chin up, beckoning my lips to his with a slow kiss that left me melting against him.
We kissed until I was dizzy, his hand tangling in my long hair and gently tugging at the damp roots when his mouth trailed down to my jaw and the groove of my neck. His warm mouth on my skin made me weak in the knees.
"How many shades of grey are we trying this morning?" He asked, his tone laced with desire.
I struggled to even form words, as his free hand skimmed down over my bare stomach and trailed between my legs.
"-as many shades as you want."
"Well, if it's up to me then we might not leave this bedroom all morning, Bells." He gruffly stated, his lips recapturing mine in a hungry kiss that stole my breath.
I moaned into his mouth when his fingertips reached the spot that had my head tilting back in carnal ecstasy.
Jacobs warm tongue met mine, his touch setting my heart racing and my skin burning. He pressed me to him, moving us back further until my legs touched the bed and his fingers left my sensitive flesh. My eyes met his as he lowered himself down to his knees in front of me, his tongue running languidly over my folds with a deep throated moan.
My back arched as I became reduced to nothing more than cries of me begging him not to stop while the delicious burn spread through me like wildfire. He worked me until my legs were trembling and my body was drawn tight, aching for a release that made my skin flush and my chest heave.
"Jake- please-" I half cried, as he stood, kneeling on the bed as he took hold of my hands and swiftly pulled me up into his arms.
He inched us back and laid me beneath him with another cuss as his lips sought mine and his length touched me.
"Jake-... please." I half cried.
He broke our kiss and paused there above me, his dark gaze steadily holding my own as his strong hands bracketed my hips and slowly drew me further down the mattress.
My back arched again as he trailed his fingers down to my sex once more, his tantilizing tease making the ache blaze to new heights.
I couldn't take much more.
I was desperate for him.
He watched my face intently as it flushed with vibrant new color, his heated gaze alone enough to send me over the edge.
I opened my mouth to say it again, to beg him more if needed, but my words were silenced by his.
"I love you, Bella." He huskily whispered, sliding into me with a hard and firm thrust.
The exquisite fullness left me unable to catch my breath as my release bloomed through me, curling even my toes with Jacobs every deep thrust. His lips molded to mine, as I tried to be keep my cries quiet, forgetting that there was no need to.
"Jake-...oh, God...Jake-"
He nuzzled his warm cheek against my own and whispered the very thing I was thinking aloud.
"We're alone, honey. You can be as loud as you want. It's just us."
I trembled, lifting my hips to match his thrusts now as they became harder, pushing me to another release that left me unable to form words- only cries."
The heat between us was near sweltering and sweat soon covered our skin, the two of us becoming slick with it as the fire enveloped us both.
A/N: Second update of the day. Hope you all enjoy this steamy update. Please leave a review. Love hearing from you.