CHAPTER FOURTEEN

"We should go in and see Dad first," I said as we approached the house. Much as I wanted to be alone with Embry, I also wanted him to see that Dad wasn't going to treat us in the same way his Mom had and that Embry could relax about being at my place in the future.

My arm was still resting around him as we walked and now I felt him stiffen slightly.

"Does he know about us?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Oh, God," Embry groaned. "He'll hate me."

"No, he won't. He guessed what was going on anyway. He's cool with it, seriously. He said he loves me and he wants me to be myself."

"You're so lucky. I doubt my Mom will ever change her mind. She's still trying to pretend I'll find a girlfriend soon. What else did your Dad say?"

"That if he'd known we were in such a state about who your Dad was, he'd have told me earlier. Sam didn't tell him you phased until last week, though, so he didn't know."

I let go of him and pushed the door open, kicking my boots off on the mat. Embry did the same.

"That you, Jacob?" Dad called from the living room.

"Yeah! Embry's here too."

"Good, come on in."

I could see Embry was still nervous and he glanced at me anxiously when Dad invited him to sit down and then sent me to the kitchen to make him some coffee. I wasn't worried and left them to talk. I could hear their voices, but not what they were actually saying, although after a few minutes I heard Embry laugh and I grinned to myself. I took Dad the mug of coffee and told him we planned to go into Forks. A couple of minutes later we were on our way out again to get the Rabbit which I still kept in the shed when I wasn't using it.

"What did Dad say to you?" I asked as I unlocked the shed door.

"He said he was sorry my Mom doesn't support me and that if I need anybody to talk to or be on my side, he'll be there for me," Embry said.

I beamed. Dad was awesome. Once again I found myself wishing I had just told him everything from the beginning. I got in the car and drove out of the shed, leaving Embry to lock the door and then join me.

"My Mom will never let me have a car," he said with a sigh. "I'll have to finish school first and then work until I can afford it."

"Yeah, but you're sixteen in two months; I'll let you drive this," I said at once.

"Seriously? I won't be able to drive on the road though."

"Yeah, you will. It only took me eight lessons. If I teach you to drive you can probably get away with just a couple of official ones and then take the test."

"You'll really do that?"

I could see him grinning out of the corner of my eye.

"I'd do anything for you," I said.

I reached out and grasped his hand, lacing my fingers through his and driving one-handed. On the couple of occasions before we reached town where I needed to change gear, he slid his hand out of mine and rested it on my thigh instead, which quickly made me wish we had ordered pizza and stayed in the shed. I did my best to stop thinking about it, parked the Rabbit in the lot behind the pharmacy and jumped out, willing my erection to subside quickly.

"Where are we going?" Embry asked. "The diner?"

"No, somewhere better than that," I said.

Bella had mentioned a little while ago that she and her friend Jessica went to a new Mexican restaurant which had opened in the vacant building between the pharmacy and some kind of beauty store. The door was standing open to welcome potential customers and I led the way in. It looked like a pretty cool place, dimly lit with candles, music playing, the sizzle and tantalising smell of fajitas coming from a skillet on its way to a group of diners. A waiter hurried towards us a moment later.

"Yes, Sirs? Table for two?" he asked.

"Yeah, thanks," I nodded.

We were shown to a corner table for two, handed menus and two alcohol-free cocktails as a free introduction to the new restaurant. We ordered steak fajitas which came with an assortment of peppers, sour cream, guacamole, cheese and tomatoes and dug in hungrily. The food was delicious and I loved every second of being out with Embry.

The restaurant was warm and Embry slid out of the hooded sweatshirt he was wearing after a while. He was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt underneath and I looked again at his tattoo. The other guys all had the same one I had noticed and I wondered if I was going to end up having to have it. I hadn't really looked at the design closely and now I did, I could see it incorporated two wolf figures. Actually it was pretty good. I stroked my finger over it.

"Do I have to get this done?" I asked him.

"Only if you want to. It's tradition, apparently - goes back hundreds of years. But Sam won't force you to get inked."

"I don't know, I kind of like it," I said. "You know what would be really cool, though? To get another one as well, for just us." The idea popped into my mind and once there, wouldn't be pushed aside.

"You mean both of us?"

"Yeah."

My heart thumped rapidly. He would probably think it was a stupid idea.

"We could get them done at the same time as you get your pack one," Embry grinned.

I smiled back and picked up my drink again. As I glanced around me, I spotted two girls at a table across the room, both eyeing us and giggling together. When I looked their way, one gave me a cheeky smile and a little wave. I turned back to Embry.

"We've got admirers."

"You have, you mean."

"You're the one with your muscles on display," I smirked.

The waiter came over at that moment to clear the table and ask if we wanted the dessert menu.

"No, just the check, thanks," I said.

As he walked away, one of the girls got up and headed over towards us, pausing beside me.

"Hey...um...my friend and I were wondering if you two would like to join us for a drink," she said.

"Oh, look, thanks for the offer, really," I said. "But we're taken."

"Both of you?" She looked a little crestfallen.

"Yeah. Sorry." I couldn't help myself. I lifted my hand from where I was holding Embry's on my lap out of her line of sight and kissed his knuckles.

"Oh! Well, I'm sorry too." Her eyebrows rose a touch and she returned to her table.

Embry sniggered. "That must be the first time a girl ever showed any interest in me."

"Well, it's a good thing I nipped that in the bud then; can't have my Imprint's head being turned," I teased.

The waiter returned a moment later, I paid the check and we walked back to the car. The lot was deserted except for the Rabbit and I couldn't wait to at least kiss him. I unlocked the passenger door for him, but then slid my arms around him before he could get in, trapping him between my body and the side of the car. I crushed my lips onto his and thrust my tongue between them, teasing his, tasting him, my dick instantly hard again. I pressed myself harder against him and felt his own arousal through his pants. Heat rose in me, more intense than usual and I couldn't stop myself backing off a few inches to rip off my sweatshirt, dropping it on the ground and then resuming devouring him. I was so turned on by then that I was aching and eventually I forced myself to slow things down, otherwise I would have been tempted to start fucking him in the parking lot. He groaned in disappointment as I stepped back.

"We better get home," I said. "Before Charlie Swan turns up and arrests us."

Embry grinned and climbed into the car. He teased me mercilessly on the drive back to La Push, stroking his hand up and down my thigh, occasionally rubbing my hard-on through my jeans until I was ready to scream.

"Jesus, Embry, stop it, do you want me to crash the car?" I said through my teeth after a few minutes. My dick felt like it was attempting to tear its way out of my pants and it hurt quite badly.

"Pull over," Embry said with a grin.

"What?"

"Park up somewhere."

I was about to reply that we were only ten minutes from home, when he pressed his hand between my legs again, squeezing my balls, rubbing the base of my erection and I just groaned instead and looked for a suitable place to stop the car. There was a wide shoulder opposite the cliff top where the pack jumped into the sea and I stood on the brakes and swung the car onto it, quickly turning off the engine and the lights. Embry was already unzipping me and a moment later his hand was wrapped around me and he was leaning down to take me in his mouth.

"Oh, God," I gasped, squirming on the seat and gripping the steering wheel tighter. The feel of his hot wet mouth on me and his hand pumping me threatened to make me lose control of myself immediately and I struggled to hold on just a little longer, but it was a losing battle. His tongue was rolling around me, lips sucking and nibbling, his teeth gently scraping me, hand squeezing and I came forcefully into the back of his throat, groaning loudly as he sucked me dry and then slowly sat up, licking his lips.

"Fuck," I hissed, attempting to tuck myself back into my pants and failing. I was still rock hard and it didn't feel like it would be going down any time soon, even now. I thought I should do something for Embry before we set off again, but he backed away.

"Call at my place on the way back," he said.

"What? What for?" I panted. I started the engine again and steered the car back onto the road.

"I need to get the lube."

"Ok."

When we reached La Push, I stopped maybe fifty yards from Embry's house and he hurried over there, went in the front door and then a few minutes later came out the back and sneaked around the house before running back to the car.

"I told Mom I was going to bed and then climbed out the window," he grinned.

We were back at my place in minutes and Embry got out of the Rabbit to open the shed door. I drove in and he closed it again. He was already taking his t-shirt off when I slid out of the car and I removed my own quickly. My erection had only subsided by about half on the remainder of the drive back and now it stood up straight again, no longer restrained by my jeans as I still hadn't bothered to fasten them. I reached out and tucked my fingers into the waistband of Embry's pants, tugging him towards me and then unfastening the buttons. He was as hard as I was, his dick escaping his shorts and bumping my hand. I grasped him, stroking my hand up and down for a moment, lowering it to cup his balls and squeeze gently.

"Oh, God, Jacob," he gasped. "Just fuck me...please..."

He pulled the small tube of lube out of his pocket and handed it to me. I squeezed some into my hand, covering myself in it as Embry shoved his jeans and shorts down to his knees and turned away from me, resting his hands on the hood of the car. I slid one arm around him and wrapped my fingers around him again, teasing him as I stroked the other hand over his butt, pressing my fingers between his legs, sliding one finger into him, then two. He shuddered and groaned and after a minute I withdrew my fingers and replaced them with the head of my dick. He sucked his breath in hard and I gradually pushed myself deeper until my body was tight against his, then began to fuck him slowly, jacking him off at the same time until we came together, panting and shaking, our bodies burning and slick with sweat. I stayed where I was for a moment, then reluctantly let myself slip out of him and grabbed some of the paper towels I kept in the shed to wipe us clean. Embry pulled his pants back up and took another handful of towels, giggling as he cleaned up the wing of the car which he had spurted all over.

It was only moments before the mood was spoiled by Embry's cellphone ringing. His face fell when he looked at the screen.

"Oh, shit, it's my Mom," he groaned. "She must have seen I'm not in my room."

He answered the call reluctantly and then held the phone away from his ear. I couldn't hear what Tiffany was saying to him, but whatever it was she was yelling it. Embry said virtually nothing and then put the phone away, his face pale.

"What did she say?" I slid my arms around him and kissed his cheek.

"She said she guessed I'm probably with you and if that's the case then I had better stay here because she doesn't want me setting foot back in her house." He sighed heavily and hugged me back. "Fuck, what am I going to do now?"

"We'll go and talk to Dad," I said. "Maybe in a little while though, when we don't look like we've been doing...what we've been doing."

Embry laughed and rescued his t-shirt from the ground. "I really need to get a shower," he said.

"Yeah, me too." I brushed my lips against his and looked around for the rest of my clothes.

We went to the house about fifteen minutes later and when we walked in, we could hear Dad talking on the phone. We stayed in the kitchen and after a moment he could be heard saying, "Well, I'm sorry you feel like that, Tiffany. You know, a fifteen-year-old boy needs the support of a parent, not rejection."

"Oh, shit," Embry whispered.

"Don't worry about it; Dad will sort it out," I said.

A couple of minutes later I heard the phone clunk down into its cradle.

"Come in here, you two!" Dad called.

We made our way into the living room and sat down.

"I'm sure you must have heard some of that," he said. "Your Mom called me, Embry."

We both nodded.

"She called me first. She said she didn't want me to go back," said Embry.

"Yes, she repeated that to me," Dad sighed. "I'm sorry she's not more understanding. In the meantime we're going to have to make some other arrangements for you. You can stay here tonight and we'll figure it out tomorrow."

"Really? Thanks, Sir," Embry said, his face brightening immediately.

Dad grinned. "For goodness' sake, I think you can call me Billy. Right, I'm going to bed. Don't be up too late, alright?"

"Sure. Thanks, Dad." I followed him out of the room. "Should I make the couch up for Embry to sleep on?"

"You've got a room, haven't you?" he responded. "I don't mind him staying with you, just don't be getting up to anything while I'm under the same roof; I don't want to hear you. Goodnight, son." He rolled into his room and pushed the door closed after him.

I went back to the living room where Embry was still waiting.

"He says you can share my room; we've just go to behave," I grinned. "Not that I could probably do anything with him the other side of the wall anyway. Do you want to go in the shower first?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

"There's some of my clothes in the bathroom cupboard; help yourself to whatever you want," I added.

"Thanks," Embry repeated and left the room.

I went to my bedroom while I waited for him to shower and tidied up a little. Some of my clothes were strewn around on the floor and the bedding was tangled and hanging off the narrow bunk. I remembered Embry joking about him falling out of bed if he ever had to sleep in mine and grinned to myself.

Embry came in ten minutes later wearing a pair of my shorts and a t-shirt, his own clothes in his hand. I went to take a shower myself, grabbed another pair of shorts out of the bathroom cupboard and pulled them on over still damp skin, too impatient to dry myself properly, and headed back to my room.

Embry was already in the bed, lying on his side with his back to the wall waiting for me. I closed the door, turned the light off and went to join him, delighted that I was getting to spend the night with him although it had been unpleasant circumstances that made it happen.

I slid my arms around him and he snuggled against me.

"Are you ok?" I murmured. "I mean, you must be upset about what your Mom said."

"No, I'm ok, I'm sort of used to it," he said. "Right now I'm just happy I'm here." He drew back slightly and pressed his lips against mine. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." I kissed him back, restraining myself from extending beyond a gentle caressing of lips. Despite Dad being in the next room, I knew I would still get uncomfortably excited and then I wouldn't be able to help myself.