Jacob's First Father's Day
Bella and Leah are biological daughters of Charlie and Sue in this All human story.
Bella age- 25 Jacob's age - 26
Rating - M , Readers below 18 please stay away from this ficlet .
"Mmmmm, Bella. Time to wake up"Jacob whispered in my ear, nuzzling my neck as he smoothed his hand over my hair .
It felt like I had just stumbled to bed only moments before. It couldn't be time to get up yet, could it? "Please, just a few more minutes?" I whined.
I felt the bed shift behind me as Jacob snuggled closer, his warm hand running circles on my arm "I'm sorry Bella; but you said last night that you wanted a shower before we left for brunch at Charlie's house today .There's just enough time for you to shower and dress before we have to leave."
Shit! I'd forgotten all about that !That meant today was Sunday. Father's Day.
Jacob's very first Father's Day !
I sat up quickly stumbling as I tried to gain my footing. I shrieked involuntarily when I looked at the clock—I had forty-five minutes to get ready before we had to leave! Normally time wasn't a problem, but this was so not how I had wanted to usher in Jacob' first Father's Day.
Eight weeks ago today, Jacob and I had welcomed our twins William and Chelsea into our lives.
It had been my intention to spoil him rotten today of all days, but the twins had been restless last night. They'd had their first set of vaccinations at the doctor's office on Friday and were still feeling the effects of those shots.
I'd walked the floor first with William and then Chelsea most of the night. By the time morning arrived ,they were settled and sleeping peacefully in their cribs, I was a wreck.
As the sun was rising outside, I had crawled back under the covers and collapsed in exhaustion, praying for a few hours of sleep.
I cursed internally at myself, then turned around and smiled apologetically at Jacob "Thanks for waking me up. Happy Father's Day, sweetheart."
Jacob hugged me back and kissed on my forehead before letting me go ," There's no need to be sorry, honey. I wished I could help you yesterday ."
" You know they were fussy " I said as we placed our fingers together.
He was such an amazing husband and father. He made me feel like I was the luckiest woman alive. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and got up "I'll get everything ready , you take your time."
After nearly falling asleep beneath the warm spray of the shower, I stood in front of my meager wardrobe and wondered what the hell I was going to wear. I certainly couldn't wear any of my maternity clothes—I had gained sixty-five pounds during my pregnancy and everything would be far too large. However, while I had certainly lost a great deal of that pregnancy weight, I wasn't yet able to fit into my 'normal' clothes either.
I reached for a pretty pre-pregnancy knee length dress that had a loose-fitting bodice. I groaned in frustration as I tried to zip the back, finding that it was now skin-tight over chest .
I walked into the bedroom, hoping that Jacob would be able to help me with the tricky zipper.
He was threading his belt through his belt loops and I felt my mouth momentarily go dry at the sight of his polo shirt being stretched over the taught muscles of his shoulders and back.
"Honey?" I said, my voice a little husky and I cleared my throat self-consciously. Jacob turned to look at me and his eyes widened a little bit at the sight of my cleavage spilling over the neckline of my dress.
I could feel my cheeks heating in a blush, "Could you help me with the zipper on this dress? I know it's tight, but I don't really have anything else that's appropriate for brunch."
Jacob crossed the room and my eyes dropped to watch the way he moved like a wolf hovering around its mate , making me shiver a little.
He reached out and stroked one long finger along my décolletage and I felt my skin tingle in response. "I think you look beautiful, Bella," he said, his voice warm .
He turned me around with the slightest pressure of his hands, his fingers working the zipper into place, then brushing along the sensitive skin of my upper back and neck.
I turned my entire body toward Jacob's and wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck as I stood on tiptoe to press my lips against his.
Jacob slid his arms around my waist and pulled me closer, his lips opening to mine as our tongues tangled.
Just as I started tugging on the hem of his shirt, a familiar cry rent the air through the baby monitor and we paused mid-kiss. "William ," we said at the same time. I said with a sigh. "I guess it's time to get them ready for brunch."
Jacob cupped my face in his hands gently, the urgency of the moment having passed, and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. "Then let's get our daughter and son ready," he said with a reverence that never failed to amaze me and a willingness that touched my heart.
Despite the fact that I'd been the one to walk the floors with the cranky babies last night,he was very much a hands-on father and absolutely devoted to our children.
Rachel, the oldest of the three among the siblings was married to Paul . They had two perfect little girls, Vanessa age five and Rebecca age three. They were carbon copies of their beautiful mother. They were had impeccable manners, yet were still mischievous, fun and loveable like their father.
Embry, the middle one , was married to Leah , my dear sister. They were yin and yang, Leah was hyper where Jasper was calm. They had one son, Colin who was two-and-a-half and an incredibly precocious little boy.
Jacob was the youngest in the family like me . Billy and Sarah , my in laws had gone to Seattle to stay with their eldest child for a week.
We pulled into the drive at my Dad's home and I fussed with my sweater, unhappy with the way it stretched and stretched and s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d over my chest. "Damn it, I should have pumped before we left," I grumbled.
"I told you before Bella, you look beautiful," Jacob told me, leaning over and gave me a hard, possessive kiss to my lips, his tongue getting all bossy with mine.
I stared up at him, a little dazed as Jacob grinned, seeming to know the effect he was having on me.
Brunch at the house was always a grand affair, but this Father's Day mom had pulled out all the stops to celebrate the day. Leah had the idea of eating marshmallows after lunch . Embry and Jacob made the fire at the backside of the garden .
It turned out to be a nice idea , as the kids stopped fussing outside and everyone had a great time .
The rest of the afternoon passed swiftly. Sam and Emily came later to drop my gifts for Jacob and my dad.
Jacob absolutely loved his Father's Day gift of a portrait of the twins . Dad and Mom had tears in their eyes at the photograph of all of the grandchildren, which Leah had also taken, as his Father's Day gift. Colin was holding William and Chelsea was absolutely precious.
Jacob and I were the first to bid our farewells to the family. We gathered everything from the car and took the babies inside, both of them overtired, hungry and fussy. We gave them short baths and then I nursed first and we laid them down in their cribs once they had fallen asleep.
"Ready for bed?" Jacob asked, running his fingers through his hair, his expression weary and his eyes tired. He grimaced when he turned his head and caught a whiff of the spit up on his shoulder where Chelsea had marked his shirt.
"Just about. Why don't you go take a shower " I suggested. Neither of the babies had nursed for very long and I could feel the tell-tale tightness in my breasts. I knew I needed to pump, especially if I was going to follow through with my plans for later .
As soon as I heard the shower start in our room, I pulled out the breast pump and got to work.
Once I was done pumping and the milk was stored, I returned to our bedroom...only to find Jacob fast asleep on top of the covers on our bed. His hair was wet and slicked back from his shower and he was clad only in a pair of gray shorts. Today's newspaper was beside him, as if he had tried to stay awake reading it but was unable to do so.
I smiled sympathetically, knowing that I had fallen asleep waiting for him on more than one occasion lately.
I reached out and traced my fingers over Jacob 's face, following the line of his jaw, his cheekbones and his nose. His lips twitched and he sighed and smiled, mumbling my name as I reached up to run my fingers through his hair.
"Mmmmm," I moaned quietly, my lips and tongue tasting him as I moved down toward his shoulders and collarbones.
He shifted slightly under my caresses, a low moan escaping his throat. I looked up at him, but his eyes were still closed and his face relaxed in slumber. I stroked my hands across his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles. Jacob was toned and firm beneath my fingertips and lips as I traced the path my fingers blazed with my mouth.
I wanted to make sure that he was completely awake for the experience, so I continued to arouse and tease his body from slumber.
"Bella," Jacob rasped. I looked up to find him looking at me through eyelids at half-mast, his gaze smoldering. He reached down with one hand and fisted my hair in his fingers, pulling me up toward him gently to bring us together for a long, slow kiss. "God, I thought was dreaming," he mumbled, kissing me again and again, leaving me breathless .
I slid my questing hands down his torso once again. This time, when I made it to the waistband of his boxer briefs, I didn't stop, but slid my hand over top of the smooth cotton material. I swallowed Jacob's groan of pleasure and rubbed my thighs together to assuage the sharp sting of lust evoked by his I moved his legs so that I could kneel between them and then gently ran my hands up and down his legs, using my fingernails to tease the sensitive skin of his inner thighs.
Jacob sat up suddenly and pulled me into his arms. "No more of that," he commanded, attacking my mouth with his. He nuzzled my hair to the side and pressed his lips to my neck, licking the spot beneath my ear that drove me wild before sucking gently. "It's been far too long. I have to be inside you."
He tugged at the hem on my shirt. "Let me see you, beautiful," he said, and I hesitated.
I looked so different now, with scars and stretch marks that I didn't have before. "Bella, I love you, more than my own life. Nothing is going to change anything. Not scars from birthing them. Not changes to your body while you continue to nourish them so they can grow healthy and strong. Let me prove it to you."
With trembling hands, I helped Jacob to remove my tank top and sleep pants. I tried not to hide from his gaze as he studied my changed body; his eyes taking in my wider hips, the angry reddish stretch marks the doctor assured me would fade to silver as time passed.
"You are fucking perfect," He growled, pulling me into his arms. I slid my hands into his hair, grabbing him roughly as our mouths met in a frenzied kiss. Despite our urgency his caresses were gentle, almost reverent .
When neither of us could wait any longer, he looked deeply into my eyes. "Are you ready?" he asked softly, reaching out and touching my cheek in a gentle caress.
"Yes, please ," I breathed, raising my hips, I was so mindless with want for him.
"Oh sh-sh-shit," Jacob stuttered as we moved together in perfect rhythm, the steps and tempo of our familiar dance increasing steadily. Neither one of us seemed capable of drawing out the experience as we clutched one another, our arms, legs and lips in a desperate tangle as our bodies sought completion.
Sated , we lay entwined for endless moments. I didn't want to move, so content was I in Jacob 's arms. I ran my fingers through his hair,as he pressed soft kisses to my jaw and neck. He pulled back to look at my face, his eyes shining.
He kissed my neck before speaking, "That was even better than I expected."
I realized that despite the day not working out the way I had intended, I had managed to give him a gift, I smiled . "Happy Father's Day, Jacob"