We pulled into my driveway ten minutes later and Angela and Ben were cozied up on the front swing.

"I'm so sorry Ange, I completely forgot to give you my new number." I said as I unlocked the front door.

"It's ok, is everything alright?" The two of us walked into the kitchen while Ben and Jake went into the living room.

"My car wouldn't start. I called Jake to come help me."

"Yeah, we saw him go by and we figured that's where he was going. So you got a dead battery?" She started prepping potatoes while I started on the chicken.

"No, he said something about wires being cut. I forget what he called it, but it concerned him a little."

Just then Jake popped his head in to tell us Ben was gonna drive him down to the auto store. After he left I went ahead and told her my suspicions about Cullen.

"It's messed up, I know. But the whole situation is just, I don't know, weird, but more than weird."

"Yeah, definitely more than weird." She agreed. "It's really suspicious he was standing there, of all days, when your car doesn't start. Like he was just waiting on it to not start, to give him a reason to help you."

"That's exactly what I thought! But then I'm thinking, wouldn't that make it obvious that he did it if he's just standing there? Wouldn't he want to stay inconspicuous until after it didn't start? And after all the hate I've spewed at him, what would make him think I would turn to him of all people? I would have called Jessica, hell, I would have called Lauren before I would have asked him. No, scratch that. I would walk before I called Lauren." We both broke out in laughter.

"Yeah, I thought you went a little far with that last one."

We finished up with dinner just as the boys got back. They had to order the parts, but they would probably be here within a day or two from another store, so it wouldn't be so bad. I just hated leaving my car up there all that time.

We had a good dinner, and Angela and I decided to scrap the studies for the night, too much had gone on, and we had the rest of the week to work on it, and agreed to work on it through lunch the next day in the library.

We were the absolute best at procrastination. As well as predictions about staying up all night on Thursday night finishing everything.

I was cleaning up the dishes after Ben and Angela left, when I felt those strong arms loop around my waist. I smiled and leaned back into him as he kissed up my neck. I closed my eyes and worked to steady my breath. He had an amazing affect on me that I just couldn't get enough of, but I always tried to make it last as long as possible.

"How close are you to being done?" He whispered as he nibbled on my ear.

"Huh?"

Words? He wanted me to speak words? He laughed and stepped back a bit.

"I hate you." I grumbled. He just laughed more.

He helped me get everything rinsed and into the dishwasher. He sighed and looked at me, a little hesitant.

"What?" I grinned.

"How come you didn't tell me about that Cullen kid?" He looked genuinely concerned.

"Uh, what?"

Crap crap crap. I was definitely not ready to have this conversation with him.

"The Cullen kid. Ben said he's been bothering you."

"Oh, he's just annoying. He talks to me. You know how I hate that." He laughed at that and walked up in front of me.

"But he isn't, you know, bothering you though."

"Oh, no. Not like that."

At least, I hope not.

"Ok, I just, I hate that I'm not there for you."

"You hate that you're not there to mark your territory." I smirked at him, pulling him to me.

"That's right! Maybe I should start showing up more often." he joked.

"Down boy, this isn't a contest. Trust me," I leaned up and whispered against his lips. "there is no contest." He captured my lips and pressed himself against me, pinning me with my back against the counter. One hand went up and cradled the back of my head, fingers winding through my hair, while the other glided down my side slowly, coming to rest on my hip bone, giving it a small squeeze once it landed. I could feel him hard against me, pressing against me just above where I needed it to be. I had one of my hands gripping his shirt tightly, while the other wound around to his back and had him pulled tight against me. Suddenly his hands moved swiftly underneath me and lifted me up and sat me on the counter.

"Now, this is better." He breathed out. I was now eye level with him, which made kissing easier, and gave me that wonderful feeling that I craved so much. I wound my legs around him, pulling him to me, and moaned loudly when I felt him rub himself against my center, right where he needed to be. My breathing sped up as I moved with him. His hands moved under my shirt and bra and rubbed and massaged me roughly, which made me so much hotter. My moans were coming with every breath now.

"More. I want more." I mumbled against his neck as I sucked and nipped. I felt him pick me up to move us, but I couldn't have cared less where he was taking us. Actually, every time he took a step, it bounced me against him, just making me want even more. As he bent us down, I landed softly on my back and realized he'd brought us upstairs to my bedroom.

"I figured it would be more comfortable than the couch. And roomier." He looked a little nervous about the assumption, but I just smiled up at him.

"Perfect."

I pulled him down to me and started assaulting his mouth again, while working his shirt off. As soon as I got his off, mine came off next, along with my bra. Our skin felt so good against each other, we both moaned at the initial contact. The warmth of his skin gave me chills, and I rubbed my hands slowly up and down his back, feeling the smooth skin pulled tight over his thick muscles. I could feel them ripple and shudder with his movements, and it caused me to pull him tighter to me.

He had me on my back, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, while he sucked and nibbled at my breasts. His tongue swirled around each nipple before he would take the whole thing in his mouth. I was biting my lip to keep from screaming. His hand, that had been caressing my breast, had slowly moved down my left side, and started squeezing my hip with each push against me. His thumb swirled against my hip bone, slowly dipping deeper and deeper underneath the waistband of my jeans. Each time his thumb slipped farther down, it was like he was igniting more and more of my skin on fire. I continued rocking my hips up to meet him, until I couldn't take anymore teasing. I slowly moved my hand down between us and unbuttoned my jeans, as an invitation for him, which he easily took.

I felt his long, hard fingers glide over my slick center. I arched my back and gasped. He rubbed lightly over it again, and I moved against him harder, trying desperately to gain more of that wonderful friction I was needing.

"Baby, you are just so wet." He said, moving his entire hand over my opening. I looked up at him, and I swear, his eyes looked completely black. He was staring at my face so intently as he made another pass, smoothing the wetness around even more, coating his hand and the entire outside of my opening.

"Jake, please." I whimpered.

"Please what Baby?"

"Please touch me."

"I am touching you." He rubbed his hand again, with more force, and I could feel him glide over my clit. I arched against him again involuntarily.

"More! Touch me more."

"You have to tell me, Bella, tell me what you want."

"I want your fingers inside of me. I want your fingers moving inside of me."

I closed my eyes, this was hotter than I could have ever imagined.

He slowly sunk one finger into me and I nearly came off the bed, moaning his name. I had never known anything that felt like this, and I could barely contain my body's reactions. He moved his hand in time with my own gyrations. His eyes looked heavy. He squeezed one of my tits roughly and I moaned.

"How does it feel Bella?" I could feel him pressed against my leg, and he was moving in tandem with the motions of his hand.

"So...so good. I can...Oh, I can feel everything. I can feel your fingers, your hand, it's so wet down there."

"Do you like it? Do you want more?"

"Yes, yes, please yes!" I felt him put another finger in. "Oh, God, Jacob yes."

"You feel so good Bella, you're so, so wet. Are you wet for me baby?"

"Yes, oh yes Jacob. Only you, always you."

I moved my hand down under his pants and wrapped my hand around him. He let out a hiss, followed by my name. He was so warm, so thick, all I could think was…

"I want you. I want you inside me." I said without hesitation, and I started moving my hand faster up and down on him. "I want you deep inside me, moving in me. I want to feel you." And I did, I wanted to feel him stretching me, I wanted to feel every part of him inside me, and I felt like I could never be satisfied until I had him.

He was breathing hard now, his movements matching mine. his breath was right in my ear and gave me the most amazing sensations. I knew I needed to stop, slow down, but I couldn't. I just knew I needed more.

"God, Bella, you have to stop doing that, stop talking like that." He was licking and sucking at my neck desperately. "I won't be able to stop." I could feel him slowly pulling my pants lower and lower.

"Please don't stop…...please, just keep going. I promise Jacob, this is what I want, YOU are what I want." I pulled back a bit so I could look him in his eyes. "Please Jacob, I need you."

I had completely lost control, and it was wonderful. I released him and my hands went to his waistband and before I could even think about it, we were completely naked, moving against each other. The sensation was absolutely perfect. I could feel my dripping center coating him.

"So wet…..so warm and wet. God, Bella, are you sure?"

"I promise, I want this, with you. Please!" I begged him shamelessly.

This was all I wanted. As much of him as I could get. On me, in me, anywhere and everywhere. I felt him center himself, just barely sticking the tip in.

"This is going to be so good." I heard him mumble before slowly sliding in.

We moaned each other's name as he slid in. It was amazing, I could feel him, every inch of him, and it felt so good. He slid out a little, and looked at me.

"Hold on, ok?"

I nodded and gritted my teeth as he hit back into me, breaking me forever. I sucked in a breath as the sting came, but as he moved, it quickly subsided, and I felt him moving more freely. I relaxed and started moaning again from the movement.

"Oh, Jacob, oh God, yes. Oh Jacob.."

"Oh Bella ...so…yes, so…...good ...Bella…"

He started moving faster, as did our breathing. I felt it coming again, that feeling, that wonderfully tight feeling, my moans changed to yells, and then screams as the pleasure came to a head and burst inside of me.

"Oh, God, Bella ...Bella baby, baby I'm gonna….."

And he screamed my name as he gripped my hair, jerking erratically on top of me. When he slowed, he collapsed to the side, but still held onto me. We both laid there letting our breath slow to a normal rate. After a few minutes of silence, I was worried he would think I regretted it, which of course I didn't. I rolled over on my side facing him and cuddled into his side.

"So I guess you're okay then." He said with a smile.

"Absolutely. Are you?"

I didn't think to consider him in all of this. He's a guy, I assumed this was what he wanted, but it was his first time too, so maybe….

"I am so much more than ok right now." He said with a laugh. I sighed with relief.

"Good. I know that was a lot faster than we probably should have-"

"Hey." He said sitting up looking at me. "Don't start with all that, you'll talk yourself into regretting it, which...you don't do you?"

"No! No, definitely not. Do you?"

"Do I look like a guy who would regret sex with the woman of his dreams?"

"Your porn stash says no."

"Hey! I got rid of all that!"

"No, you just replaced the old with new. I'm not stupid, Black."

"You should be happy I have all that porn, otherwise I may have stuck it in your ear."

We both cracked up laughing.

After getting showered and dressed, we cuddled in bed before falling asleep.

"Jake?" I mumbled, half asleep.

"Hmm?"

"Who would be the girl of your dreams?"

"What?"

"You said 'sex with the girl of your dreams', what would she be like?"

"You're crazy, you know that."

"C'mon, I promise not to laugh."

"It's you, moron."

"No really."

"Really. It's always been you Bells. You're my best friend. I can talk to you about anything, I can be myself around you, and I don't have to tone it down, watch myself, I can just relax around you. With everyone else, I have standards I feel like I'm expected to meet. You have never judged me for things I've said or done. Not to mention you have a bangin body, you're smart as hell, and you can cook better than anyone I've ever known. You're it Bells, you're the whole package."

"I love you Jake."

I didn't mean to say it, but it just came out. I felt his body tighten around me for a second, and I wondered if I should take it back. Then he relaxed, leaned down and kissed me.

"I love you too, my Bella." He said so softly I almost didn't hear him.

I fell asleep that night into the most peaceful and relaxing sleep I may have ever had.