CHAPTER TWO

(BPOV)

Stripped down to nothing more than my lace panties, desire ran through my veins like kerosene chased with a lit match as Jacob tightly pressed my body to his. His blazing chest brushing my bare breasts and making me moan from the contact.

This wasn't tender or wrapped up in everything sweet. It wasn't rose petals and champaign.

No...

It was desperate and driven by fear for the both of us.

Fear of this being the last time we saw each other.

Fear of knowing our time was already nearly up.

Fear that I was making the wrong choice that would cost me someone I loved in ways I didn't know was possible.

With me cradled against him with one arm, he cleared the disarray of scattered tools off his workbench with the other, his fevered touch roaming up my bare sides, cupping one breast firmly in his strong hand as he placed me there. My hands dove greedily into his soaked hair, pulling and tugging as our kiss deepened.

He tasted like the ocean and I tried to remember where I was supposed to be later on today.

Who I was supposed to be with, but with every caress of his warm hands and every fiery kiss, that thought disappeared all the more.

My lips soon left his and my head fell back in carnal bliss when his hand eagerly slid my panties down and parted my thighs, his touch sending shockwaves through me with every stroke of his strong fingers.

No one had ever touched me like this.

It was new and forbidden territory that used to make me feel as if I was asking too much. Risking too much. That it was too dangerous.

There was no danger here with Jacob. I could let myself feel with him.

He pulled sounds from me that I had never made, his dark eyes set on my face when I begged him not to stop.

He brought his mouth back to mine to stifle the cry of ecstasy that nearly escaped my parted lips.

"Jake...-"

"I need you, Bells." He breathed, his warm breath at my ear with his strained admission.

"I need you, too."

The words of truth left me without thought as my body trembled with a release that made my back arch and my hips thrust upward.

Another loud roar of thunder from the storm outside shook the fragile wood of his makeshift garage and in the next second, we were left in total darkness.

Jacob paused, his lips at the groove of my neck when my body tensed from the blinding darkness.

"You're safe with me. You know that, right?"

I guided his mouth back to mine as an answer to his question.

The truth was, I felt more safe with Jacob than I ever had with the Cullens. I was simply too stubborn to admit it.

I gasped then in surprise when he lifted me off the workbench and reached for the garage door.

"What-..."

"Shhh-..." He hushed me. "Billy's not home, Bells. House is empty and I really don't want our first time to be out here."

I kissed him again, not caring that the rain felt like ice on my bare heated skin as he walked the short distance from the garage to the house with me pressed to him.

He flung open the front door and hurriedly slammed it shut before heading for his room. His movements steady and unaltered by the darkness we had been left in.

"Storm cut the power?" I breathed to him in question.

"Always does here. Won't be back for a while. I can light a candle?"

"No-... don't." I whispered, gently biting down on his bottom lip when he laid me beneath him on his bed.

His mouth trailed kisses from my ankle to my calf, to the inner most parts of my thigh before hovering there over my sex.

I was putty in his hands, reduced to nothing more than a trembling mess as his tongue explored the most delicate parts of me.

Call it weak.

Call it selfish and dishonorable.

Call it unfaithful.

All these were strikingly true.

But I couldn't bring myself to leave him.

I just couldn't.

I wanted him. All of him. From somewhere down deep within.

He was like coming up for air when you thought you were going to drown and life without him seemed impossible for me to face.

He was my sunshine. My laughter. My sense of a nonsensical world.

With a tenderness I'd never seen from him, Jacob drew his lips back to mine and settled himself there between my naked and trembling thighs.

A moment of hesitation showed then as he pressed his cheek to mine, his words full of emotion and lust and need when he spoke.

"I'll love you no matter what you choose. Even if that choice is wrong for you, Bella. Cause I can't stop loving you. You're part of me. You always have been and you will be till the day I draw my last breath. I'll take whatever you offer here tonight, every cry you let free."

With this confession, he made me his, claiming something that could never be undone.

A/N: Please review and tell me your thoughts. I need a bit of inspiration these days. If you guys want me to continue on with this one, let me know. Thanks!