Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyers owns Twilight and its characters.
He was standing there grinning at me with a knowing expression which quickly turned confused. I was looking at him expectantly wondering how this guy even knew where I lived. I don't recall ever talking to him at school and I only remember seeing him one time and that was earlier today. Jake wouldn't tell me who he was though.
"Um, hi, I'm Paul. I called earlier for Jacob." He looked around in the yard then scanned the foyer behind me, I guess looking for Jake who was no longer here. Did he miss the fact that his car was nowhere to be found? "Is he not here?" He asked raising an eyebrow at me and looking me over a couple of times.
"Nope, you just missed him. He left maybe 10 minutes ago. Why are you here looking for him and how did you know where to find me?" I asked getting slightly agitated that I had to deal with this guy that Jake made clear that he doesn't care for very much. Although, he was very pleasing to look at if I might be so bold. Wait. Was he not just at Jake's house? I believe he was. Then what in the hell…
"Oh, well, I figured he would still be here so I decided to come by. I'm a little impatient," he said with a smirk. "I knew where you lived because you dad is the Chief of Police and everyone knows where he lives." He winked at me. What's the deal with this kid winking at me? "Oh, hey, do you mind if I use your phone?" He asked, not bothering to give me time to answer before walking right past me into my house. Persistent shit. You can't just walk into some one's house that you barely know. It's just stupid; I could be some serial killer for all he knows, not that I would stand a chance against those muscles. I followed him into my kitchen when he spotted the phone on the wall by the fridge. He made himself right at home, resting comfortably against the counter by the phone with his arms crossed over his chest. It made me even angrier to see this. How would he like it if I walked into his house, without his invitation, and kicked my feet up on his coffee table? Granted he hasn't gone that far but close enough. "So…you must be Bella?" He asked and I nodded. But before I could pop of to him about why the hell he hadn't made his phone call yet, something occurred to me. I had very recently given my best friend his first blow job in the exact spot he is standing. The thought made me smile widely. I replayed the event in my head staring at the spot he was standing, not seeing him at all. He noticed me smiling in his direction and smiled back at me. I take it he thought my grin was because of him. I inwardly rolled my eyes at his vanity. "What?" He asked while grinning and running me over with his eyes. I have a feeling that phone call isn't his main priority.
"Nothing, I was just thinking of something that happened at school." I said looking away trying to hide my blush. Unfortunately it wasn't my thoughts alone that caused my cherry cheeks…Paul's playing a big factor in my reaction too. He's standing there practically undressing me with his eyes. I can almost feel my clothes being taken off. I took a moment to really look at him too. He was slightly tall, compared to me anyway, and he had short, messy, black hair exactly like Jake's. He was very muscular; I could see all the folds of his muscles through his tight, black t-shirt. Jacob was slightly larger though. He had the long sleeves of his shirt pulled up above his forearms and the muscles there were bulging out over his chest. He had beautiful russet-colored skin just like Jacob. I could tell he was Quileute but I don't recall seeing him on the Reservation before. He wasn't as pretty as my Jake but more matured in his facial features. His eyes were nearly black and he had a perfectly straight nose. His face was slightly wide but it balanced him out. He had thin but full lines for lips and one gorgeous smile. I was over all pleased with what I was ogling at. He noticed my gaping at him and snickered.
"So are you going to stand there and check me out or be polite and offer me a drink? I could be dying of thirst over here, you never know." He teased putting me on the spot. I instantly became defensive. How dare he call me out in my kitchen about staring at him and being rude when he has done nothing but exactly that! I furrowed my brow, crossed my arms, not making eye contact with him. Okay, so I wasn't as angry as I make it out to seem but I don't want him to know that.
"Ugh! I was NOT checking you out! I was trying to figure out if I've ever seen you before. Besides, I thought you had a phone call to make? If not, I have things to do; if you're that thirsty, go home!" I spat at him. It wasn't all a lie. I knew I seen him earlier today but I couldn't remember any other time. I didn't even know Paul was the same guy from earlier until now. He smiled and snickered at my reaction finding my anger amusing. Can no one take me seriously?
"Sorry, I didn't mean to piss you off; although you are really cute when you're mad." He winked at me…again…it had a better affect on me this time. I had thoroughly calmed down. How weird.
"Is there something else you need? And what did you say to Jake on the phone earlier that made him so mad?" I asked, honestly curious. He laughed at my question. I don't get what's so funny.
"Oh, nothing important; you see, Jakey has talked about you a couple of times and I happened to know that you aren't seeing anyone. I warned him to watch out because if I ever happen to meet you and like what I see or get to know…I just might make a move." A smile was playing on his lips as he nonchalantly shrugged what he just said off. I can't seem to figure out why I was disappointed that he hadn't made a move yet. I guess I'm a little more intrigued by the guy than I want to admit to. This isn't good being since I have just met the guy and just lost my virginity to my best friend and secret crush. I couldn't let him see through me so I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
"Right." What I really wanted to say was 'Damn, that's really too bad 'cuz baby, you are one fine piece of man candy.' Of course I didn't say that though. He started roaming my body with his eyes again with that flirty smile before he pushed himself off of the counter and started toward me. I eyed him suspiciously but didn't move from where I was. He wasn't making me nervous or anything I just had to make it seem like I didn't want him to come closer…as if I don't care. This is a lie. He moved close enough to me so that I could feel his breath on my face. He was leaning over me and smiling. My breath hitched a little from the close proximity but like I said, it wasn't out of fear. I was eye level with his nose which gave me perfect access to his lips. I looked at them and licked my lips in response. They looked so kissable. Stop! Why in the world do I want to kiss a guy I just met? Wow, I am losing it. He leaned down closer to me and placed his hand on my hip and rubbed circles on my hip bone helping me to relax a little. Then he finally spoke.
"You know, I really like what I see. It wouldn't be too wrong of me to ask you for your number would it?" He whispered against my face. Of course it would be wrong! It would be rude to me, Jacob, and my father. But I didn't say any of those things because I wanted to get to know him a little more. I'm only human.
"Um, no, I guess not but you should probably make your phone call and leave. Charlie will be home soon." I told him honestly. My hormones must be going nuts because all I want to do is reach up only a little and press my lips to his. I just met the guy for crying out loud! Get a grip, Bella!
"I don't need to make that phone call after all but can I get your number before you kick me out?" He asked so seductively. I knew he was lying about the call.
"O-o-okay." I sputtered out as coherently as possible. I looked around for a moment and found a pen on the counter and grabbed it quickly. I took his hand in mine and scribbled my cell phone number out on it. I didn't write my name hoping that he would remember it. "There, now you really should go before Charlie shows up." I pressed. I didn't really want him to go but I didn't want to get yelled at for letting a stranger into the house even though technically I didn't. He let himself in. He sighed, blowing his breath over my face. I reflexively parted my lips.
"Okay, but hey, let's not mention this to Jake just yet. I don't think he would take it too kindly if he knew I just got his 'best friends' phone number." He teased. He's probably right. Even if Jake and I weren't 'messing around' now he still wouldn't like it. He has always been very protective of me and any guy who has ever asked me out was always scared away by Jacob. He's naturally very intimidating and purposely rude to people, especially other guys. Jake already doesn't seem to care for this Paul guy so I will try and keep it to myself as long as possible but it has always been hard for me to keep things from Jake. He can usually tell when I'm hiding something which I rarely do. Sometimes I get too excited about something and have to tell him about it. He is my best friend after all. He even lets me vent to him about my miserable menstrual that comes once a month. One time we had an entire conversation about our traumatic experiences with puberty and coming of age. I inwardly laughed at the memory.
"No of course not, besides, what's life without a little mystery?" I teased also trying to tame the she wolf within. He laughed.
"Maybe I can take you out sometime?" He asked taking my hand. I had to consider this for a minute. I barely know him but I want to know more about him so maybe a date wouldn't be so bad. It's not like I'm agreeing to marry the guy or even be his girlfriend so I think this would be suitable. I nodded.
"How about Friday night," I suggested. "If you're not busy, if you are, it's okay." I was rambling until he covered my mouth with his finger smiling at my teenage giddiness. I should just shoot myself now.
"Of course, Bella let your dad know that you have a date Friday and I'll pick you up around six." He whispered while tracing the line of my jaw. Well, my dad sure isn't going to be expecting this. I can only hope that he won't feel the need to blab to Billy, Jake's dad, and it gets spread to Jake. That would be the worst way for him to find out besides catching me in the act.
"Okay, I'll see you then I guess…or at school." I breathed. How is he having this effect on me? I am such a sucker for cute guys; well, cute is an understatement. Just when I thought I was getting my self control intact again, he leaned down to me, tilted his head slightly, and grazed my lips with his. He didn't kiss me and I didn't try anything because I knew how forward this was. Neither of us should be this close to one another much less, trying to kiss. It's just wrong and I should have pushed him away then but I couldn't find the strength in me to resist him. He smiled against my lips.
"I'll call you later." He purred into my mouth before turning to leave with a smile. I was so aroused to the point of it being unbearable. Is this supposed to happen after you have sex for the first time? You automatically become unhindered to anything any guy does. I don't think that's supposed to happen. Of course it would happen to me because I never claimed to be completely right in the head. I mean, I can't even have a normal relationship with another female. There has to be something wrong there. But all of that aside, I couldn't help the irrational feeling of betrayal. I didn't feel betrayed but I felt as if I was the betrayer. I feel awful for agreeing to keep this from Jake and I also feel that I'm going to internally combust since I know I can't run to him and tell him all about it. Not that I could if it was any other guy anyway but still. I had to distract myself so I began on Charlie's dinner. I decided to make spaghetti. I wasn't really in the mood to start from scratch so I touched up a can of knock off Ragu.
I had just finished draining the noodles and removing the garlic toast from the oven when Charlie walked into the kitchen. He seemed pleased with the aroma of oregano, garlic, and parmesan cheese because he wouldn't stop sniffing the air like a dog. I laughed at him. "You like?" I asked with another giggle. He nodded vigorously. He must be hungry.
"Yea, Bells it smells great." He said enthusiastically. I couldn't help but laugh at him again. Yea, he was definitely hungry.
"Pop a squat, it will be ready in a minute." I told him smiling brightly. He seemed to notice my chipper mood and perked up with curiosity. I really hated lying to my dad so I won't but I won't give him the full story.
"So, you seem to be in a merry mood. What's gotten into you?" He asked in a playful tone. I blushed turning my attention back to making dinner plates. I placed his food in front of him and took my seat with mine before I started. He looked at me expectantly. I rolled my eyes at his impatience.
"Nothing, Jake and I hung out for a while earlier but I really just had a great day. Speaking of my great day…I got asked out on a date Friday." I told him while twirling a pile of noodles on the end of my fork before popping them in my mouth.
"By who?" He asked. I looked up at him then because he didn't sound angry, not that he would have any reason to be but I know how much he and Billy want Jake and me to become 'official'. He looked honestly curious with a hint of the protective father. I relaxed a little and proceeded to tell him about it.
"His name is Paul; he's one of Jake's friends from the Rez." I told him.
"Is it serious?"
"No, dad, it's just a date. He's not going to be my boyfriend and besides we just met. We only want to get to know each other a little better." I assured him truthfully. He nodded and accepted my answer. He's not a man of many words and I could tell he didn't really feel that comfortable talking about boys with his only daughter.
We ate the rest of dinner in a comfortable silence. He cleaned up his plate and I followed behind him cleaning up the rest of the kitchen. I headed up to my room then and decided to relax and listen to some music. After I settled in on my bed with my I pod in my ear I noticed my phone light up. I paused my favorite song from Grizzly Bear called Slow Life and answered my phone.
"Hello?" I asked into the receiver.
"Bella?" A very husky voice asked but it wasn't Jacob.
"Yes, who is this?" I heard a snicker on the other line and got a chill because I instantly knew who it was.
"It's Paul from earlier." He reminded me, as if I would forget. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh hey, Paul what's up?"
"Not much but I was calling to see if you wanted to meet me on the beach in about twenty minutes."
"What for?" I asked. I thought we weren't going to hang out until Friday.
"No specific reason I just figured we could have a mini date before having an official one being since we only met early today. I wanted to get to know you a little better…" The way he said this told me that there might not be much talking which I was surprisingly okay with. The sexual tension between us earlier was nearly painful but I doubt anything will happen…I don't think anything will happen…I don't think that I would mind if anything happened…this is not good. But, me being Bella, I acted on impulse rather than think it completely through.
"Um, okay, I'll see you there." I told him slowly. I wanted to go more than I should.
"Alright, beautiful, see you in twenty." He purred into the phone. We hung up and I got ready in a rush. I changed into a low cut sweater and some flare jeans with my converses. I finished my extravagant look with my heavy, black raincoat and headed for the stairs. I checked the time and it was only 7:30pm so I figured I had time. I wasn't sure if I should tell Charlie who I'm going to see. I decided to tell him I would be meeting with Paul and Jake, instead of Paul alone. It's only half of a lie.
"Dad? Jake just called and invited me to the beach with him and Paul. I won't be out that late." I shouted to him from the foyer. He appeared around the corner from the living room. He eyed me suspiciously.
"Why are you going out so late in the evening?" He asked.
"I don't know. It was sort of last minute. Jake's just trying to give me and Paul a chance to hang out a little more before going on a date." I lied. I was hoping he didn't push it. I guess he believed me because I got a simple 'be careful' before he went back to the living room. I ran out to my truck, hopped in, and as soon as I was out of sight of Charlie I floored it. It felt like it was taking me forever to get to La Push but I finally made it. After I seen the first few homes I started getting impossibly more anxious. I couldn't wait to see Paul or to get close to him. This isn't like me to be so forward with a guy I only met hours ago. Maybe I'm suffering from some kind of post-orgasm delusion. Hell if I know. I pulled into the First Beach parking lot and hopped out of my truck. I looked out toward the beach and noticed that it was nearly twilight. I spotted a figure walking in my direction. He had on a sleeveless shirt and a pair of gray sweats. That's when I took note of the weather. It's oddly warm out tonight. Not warm enough but warmer than usual. I removed my rain coat. I started toward the figure and recognized it being Paul. My heart instantly started racing.
"Hey, Bella I'm glad you made it. Want to walk?" He asked offering me his hand. I took it all too willingly. I couldn't help myself; there was something about him that made me really weak in the knees. It was nothing like the affect Jacob had on me but still strong. I think I must have an attraction to bad boys because Paul certainly seems to be one. He has such a cocky attitude but not one of those attitudes where they think they're perfect, no, he's very confident. I'm not sure how to explain it.
"Me too." I stated truthfully walking hand in hand with him. He intertwined our fingers and led me to the shore. We didn't say anything until we arrived at a large rock on the beach. He pulled me to the side of it that was hidden from any people passing by. I rested my back against the flat wall of the boulder and Paul planted his hand right next to my head, facing me. His other hand was still laced with mine. He was leaning slightly toward me and smiling.
"So tell me something, Bella." He ordered softly. My breath hitched as he inched closer to me.
"What do you want to know?" I asked a little breathlessly. I swallowed loudly causing him to smile.
"Well, excuse my bluntness but are you and Jacob sleeping together?" He asked. I froze, not knowing if I should say anything. For some reason, all I wanted to do was tell him; I didn't think I could lie to him. I find myself caught under some spell he has put on me. So, I blurted out the truth.
"Yea, well, we have once…earlier today when you called…you kind of interrupted us." I babbled on to him. I obviously told him way too much information for me and him both. I was a little worried, however, that mine and Jake's situation might scare him off but he surprised me with a laugh.
"Wow, that's pretty damn funny," he said with laughter rolling off of him. "I can't say I'm sorry, I mean, you are here with me now." He smiled and lifter our locked hands to caress my cheek. I smiled in return feeling reassured. "So are you two going to date?"
"No, he said something about it ruining our friendship more than a little casual sex could." I said with heavy sarcasm. Paul seemed to agree with my silent thoughts, that it was bullshit. He rolled his eyes at my best friend.
"So what, are you off limits to relationships? I'm not asking you to be my girlfriend or anything…right now, but if it happens then, hey, it happens." He told me.
"No, I guess not but it's probably best if I didn't commit to anyone because that would hurt him. We could go on dates though. There's no harm in that."
"Well, we will probably have to let him know so that he can go ahead and get his hissy fit out of the way." He teased. I laughed at this because I knew for a fact that Jake would indeed throw a hissy fit about this.
"Okay, so am I going to see you at school tomorrow?" I asked hopefully. He grinned down at me probably seeing right through me.
"Yes, if you want to. I figured you and Jacob would be stuck up each other's ass'." He snickered poking me in the side causing me to giggle. He must have enjoyed my reaction because he kept on tickling me. I tried to run away from him but he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me up against him, jabbing his fingers into my sides. I started falling into his arms laughing uncontrollably. He finally stopped when we were both on the ground laughing and panting. He wrapped his arms around me comfortingly. I relaxed into his embrace. I leaned my head back to rest it on his shoulders; I'm already in this position with him so I might as well relax. I felt his chin rest on my shoulder and he pressed his warm cheek against mine.
"What are you thinking about?" He whispered. He tilted his head slightly and pressed a small kiss on the corner of my mouth. My breath caught a little. I lost my train of thought for a second.
"I'm just looking at the stars." I told him truthfully. The stars were beautiful. They're shining so bright and shimmering like diamonds in the sky.
"Mm, there's a lot out tonight. I don't think we've ever had such a clear, starry night." He said in a monotone subconsciously tightening his grip around my waist. I sighed in contentment. I enjoyed being this close to Paul quit thoroughly; I felt so safe. A large part of me never wants this moment to end but a smaller part of me is screaming at me to slow down. The smaller part is obviously the smarter part. But, of course I followed my impulse and let things flow as they wanted. I couldn't help but think about Jacob. I know that if I wanted to, then Jake wouldn't mind being affectionate with me like this but it wouldn't have the same affect on him as it would on me. I only wish he could care more for my love then my well being. I wish that when he gets angry toward other guys it's because he's being possessive of me and not only protective. I'm grateful to have someone to look out for me but I want that someone *Jacob Black* to want me the way I want him. Then there's Edward Cullen. Oh he is so dreamy and sweet and caring and kind and handsome and interesting and handsome…did I mention that he's handsome? I rolled my eyes at myself. He seemed to have some sort of interest in me and I seem to have some of my own. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about that one. There's no crime in going out on a date every now and then which is exactly what I told Paul earlier. So that's my conclusion: if Paul wants to take me out, then he can; if Edward wants to take me out, then he can; if Jake decides that he wants to be with me, then I am his. I heard Paul sigh. I looked at him with an apologetic expression hoping my silence wasn't boring him to death. He answered my unspoken question.
"Oh no, it's not you, you're fine. I was only admiring you. You look so cute when you're concentrating." He cooed in my ear. He then reached up and began gently caressing my cheek. I relaxed my face into his big warm hand. He stared into my eyes for a moment before looking down to my lips and licking his. I licked mine in response as I leaned into him and pressed my lips to his for only a moment. I couldn't help myself so I did it again. He pulled me around where I was facing him and I crawled into his lap to straddle him. My fingers found their way into his hair while my tongue begged for entrance into his mouth. I couldn't think about anything coherently as I was kissing him. All I could do was feel. I felt his hands roam down my back until they slid over my backside and he gripped my thighs to pull me closer to him. He broke away from my mouth panting and started sucking on my neck. I moved against him trying to create friction between us. I could feel his reaction to me press directly into my center. I cursed my stupid jeans for getting in the way. His hands found their way back up over my ass and rested on the top of my jeans under my shirt. I ground a little harder into his erection. He quickly caught on to what I was doing and roughly slammed me down on top of him. I tried to muffle the sound of pleasure, escaping my throat, with his shoulder.
"Tell me you want it." He breathed in my ear still writhing against me. I pulled his shirt up over his head hastily trying to show him what I wanted because I don't know if I was capable of speaking. He eagerly returned the favor by removing mine and tossing it over to the side. But that's not all he wanted me to do. No, he wanted to hear me say it. "Say it now or I'll stop." He demanded seductively. I had no intentions of letting him stop so I pulled his hair and kissed him before telling him to take me. "I'm going to give it to you so good and you're never going to want Jacob again. I'm going to make you so happy baby. I want you so fucking bad." He seemed so out of control and I loved it. He started unbuttoning my jeans and I lifted up high enough for him to pull them down. I leaned back on his knees so he could pull them off completely. I stayed back on his knees so that he could remove his sweats. I was getting more and more eager by the second. I couldn't wait to have him inside of me. He was obviously just as eager because as soon as they were off he jerked my panties off, tossed them to the side with the rest of our clothes, and crawled on top of me. I noticed that he had gone commando. I began questioning whether or not he had planned for this to happen but quickly realized that I didn't give a damn. As soon as he was placed directly on top of me, supporting his weight with his hands that were placed on either side of my shoulders, he calmed down. I reached up and rubbed his forearms gently and held onto him. I spread my legs open for him and felt his hard dick press lightly against my clit. I moaned loudly at the contact. He watched my face carefully the entire time with lust visible in his dark eyes. He moved down and then up the slightest bit so that his shaft was resting in between my lips. It felt so warm and large; I wanted more of him. I wanted all of him. I wanted him inside of me. He pushed against me but not yet penetrating. He slid his manhood against my wetness creating friction against my clit. I moaned his name in response and silently begged him for more. I told him to go faster and he obeyed. His facial expression never changed except for the few moments that he would lean down to kiss me. This was so incredibly different from my time with Jake which was only hours ago. Jeez this is so low of me. But, I couldn't bring myself to care like I should. The thought of Jacob and me earlier in the day triggered something in me and made the contact I was having with Paul seem so much more meaningful. I was already wanting to cum. I had to distract myself from thinking of Jake right now. That did make me feel slightly guilty for doing this with Paul especially since I just met him! STOP, Bella! I can't think like this now I'm already too far in. I don't want to quit my experience with Paul anyway. So shut up stupid inner voice!!!
"Do you like it?" I asked Paul breathlessly. He grinned at me and nodded. I wasn't going to second guess him. I wish he would put it in me already for crying out loud. I was getting impatient so I moved up the slightest bit trying to lead him into me but he had other plans. He completely stopped. But, before I could complain, he shushed me.
"Hey now, patience is a virtue. It will make it so much better in the end. Just relax and let me take control." He told me. Without warning he reached in between the two of us and wrapped his hand around his big shaft and started tapping my clit with it. I groaned in pleasure willing him to keep doing it, which he did. My hips bucked in response but he kept a steady pace of beating his cock against me. He slid it down to my entrance and I tried, once again, to push onto him. I could feel his head inside of me before he removed it. He continued to do this a couple of times. When I looked up at him, his mouth was slightly parted and his eyes were hooded over. I could tell he was coming to his breaking point and was getting tired of teasing me. At least that's what I thought. He pulled away from me only to lean back down and removed my bra before placing my erect nipple in his mouth. My back arched off the ground and I tangled my hand in his hair. I could feel him nibble on my nipple and suck greedily. I moaned loudly. He trailed kisses down my stomach until he arrived in front of my center. He placed a wet kiss directly to my clit and sucked it into his mouth. I nearly screamed. I could feel myself falling over the edge. Then he caused my hips to buck into his face when he gently bit down on it. He moved his arms under my thighs and lifted my legs off the ground. I was digging my fingernails into the ground trying to hold myself steady. I was breathing heavily and my eyes were rolling into the back of my head. I could hear him humming against me. He lifted up only long enough to breathe and to compliment my taste which elicited a moan from me once again. I hoped that no one happened to be anywhere near us or we will be getting into a whole shit load of trouble. I could feel myself getting ready to cum. He didn't slow down one bit and soon I pushed myself impossibly further into his face and moaned out his name. I fell over the edge. My body convulsed and went numb all at the same time as I road at my wave of orgasm. It was amazing. There aren't words to explain how that felt. He placed me back down on the ground and moved back on top of me. He looked into my eyes in the sweetest way. I could tell that he wasn't just using me for a quick fix; not that this was quick because it wasn't. His fingers found their way down to my wet center while he kissed me. I felt his fingers move inside of me for a few seconds. I moaned into his mouth. He brought them back up to our faces and slowly slid one of his fingers, covered in my cum, into my mouth. He watched me as I sucked on his fingers greedily. He removed that finger from my mouth and did the same to himself. This made me impossibly wetter.
"Are you ready?" He asked quietly. His eyes were filled with bright excitement and lust. The sight made me giggle. I nodded to his answer. He flashed me a sly smile before placing his dick on my entrance and pushing himself into me. My breath caught at the feel of it. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he filled me with his cock. With each slow, gentle thrust of his hips, I moaned. He grunted in unison with me. I could feel my toes curl up as my feet went numb. When I had sex with Jake it felt nothing like this. The feeling I was experiencing with Paul was so intense that I couldn't even moan without it sounding strangled or saying, "Oh god!" I heard him say, "Fuck!" a couple of times. He began moving faster and faster and just as he started tensing up, getting ready to cum, we heard someone shout out my name. We both froze and shut up automatically.
"BELLA?!" I heard a husky voice call out. It was Jacob. How did he know that I was here? Oh my god! Charlie must have called him. Oh no! What time is it? My phone's in the truck. Paul jumped up and looked around until he spotted Jacob across the beach.
"Shit. Here," he threw my clothes at me and started putting his clothes back on. He seemed to be getting very angry. I believe I hear faint profanities directed toward Jake being said under his breath. I was too worried about getting in trouble with Charlie to be angry with my perfect timing, best friend. We both had all of our clothes back on after about a minute and Jacob was already getting closer. He sounded as if he was beginning to worry so I stepped out from behind the rock and waved him down.
"Jacob, I'm right here." I shouted to him breathlessly. He released a breath he had been holding and stalked toward me, aggravation coloring his worried features.
"Bella, why didn't you answer me sooner? I was starting to worry." He lectured.
"How did you know I was here?" I asked nervously and wondering where Paul was. I honestly hoped that he would stay hidden. Jake rolled his eyes at me and jabbed his thumb over his shoulder toward the parking lot where my truck was located. "Bells, your truck? What are you doing here? And, do you know what time it is; it's 9:45." I released a breath that I had been holding. I was so relieved Charlie hadn't called his house…yet. I was about to answer his questions until I was interrupted by a booming and very angry voice coming from behind me...shit.
"Why the hell does it matter why she's here? She's not here for you obviously!" Paul shouted at Jacob. Yea, he's pissed. I couldn't blame him though. He was rudely interrupted as he was about to cum. Hell, I'm kind of pissed come to think about it. He interrupted me too. That anger melted away as soon as it showed its ugly, red face as I looked to Jacob. He first looked confused, then mad, and now he looks down right murderous.
"What are you doing here, Paul?" Jacob asked fuming. I could practically see the smoke coming out of his ears. He was shooting daggers at Paul and Paul was shooting them right back. I had a bad feeling about this.
"That's none of your damn business, Jacob!" Paul yelled at him. Wow, he really has a temper. It was sort of turning me on. He looked in my direction then and probably noticed me eyeing him like the delicious piece of man candy he was. I licked my lips at the thought of licking his lollipop. He grinned at me in return. I almost forgot all about Jake being there until he spoke up, pulling me from my fantasy.
"Bella, what the hell is your problem? Why are you looking at him like that?" He asked eyeing me suspiciously. I got a little defensive since he was talking to me like my father but on the contrary, it was turning me on. Jeez my hormones are out of control! Then I had a vision pop into my sick and twisted little head. Call me what you will but I just envisioned having Jacob and Paul at the same time. I wonder if that's possible. Probably not. But hey, it's worth a shot. I smiled wickedly to myself. Then Jake had to rip me from my delicious fantasy once again. "Hello! Earth to Bella!" Jacob waved his hand in front of my face to snap me back into reality.
"Oh, sorry." I said still smiling.
"Hey, Jake, back off of her." Paul ordered him before placing himself in between Jake and me. This was getting out of hand; I had to do some damage control. I placed my hand on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around his waist and told him to calm down. It was my weak way of holding him back. Thankfully, he took a breath and calmed himself. He placed a hand over mine on his stomach and held it there. It felt so natural and nice except for the fact that my biggest crush was standing right in front of us watching all of this play out before him. Once Jake noticed the small gesture I swear he was seeing red. I couldn't quite figure out why he was reacting so strongly, he had no right.
"What the hell is going on? Take your hands off of each other!" He ordered, shooting daggers at our hands. I could almost feel knives going through my fingers. I tried to move my hand to calm him down but Paul wasn't having any of that. He held my hand tighter.
"No, Jacob, I won't take my hands off of her and she won't either. Why the hell are you having such a dick fit?" Paul spat at him. I couldn't help but laugh at that. I'm so going to use that sometime. Jacob wasn't laughing which instantly made me shut my mouth.
"Because, dickhead, she's my friend and I don't want someone like you touching her!" Jacob spat right back at him. I noticed both of them clenching their fists. Oh no. I quickly grabbed Paul's angry fist with my free hand and begged both of them to calm down. They didn't swing at one another but other than that they ignored me.
"Apparently she doesn't mind. And I don't give a damn if she's your friend or not! She can touch whoever she wants!" He yelled at Jacob. He did have a point.
"Whatever, how the hell do you two know each other? Especially enough to make you want to touch each other like you've been dating for months." Jacob accused. I opened my mouth to speak but Paul spoke before me and explained everything down to us kissing. I seen Jacob tensing as Paul explained everything to him in minimum detail. Thank the heavens that he left out the part about us having sex not five minutes ago.
"You have got to be kidding me! I told you to leave her alone. Why couldn't you do that, Paul? Is it really that hard to do? You don't even know her and you've already kissed her! This is ridiculous." Jacob ranted throwing said dick fit.
"Yes, Jacob, it was that hard after meeting her; can't say I didn't warn ya." Paul told Jake with a sneer on his face. He huffed and rolled his eyes before turning to me. He tried to smile sweetly at me but it didn't reach his eyes. He put his hand on my waist and took my hand. I had a feeling he was just adding fuel to Jacobs angry fire. "Look, it's getting late; you should probably get home before you get into trouble. Don't worry about him, he can get the hell over it," I heard Jake say 'yea, okay' behind Paul, "I'll see you at school; I'm going home before I get even angrier and he loses some teeth." He threatened. Once again I heard Jacob mumbling something to his self. I didn't think that Paul was exaggerating so I nodded. He turned back around to Jake, who was getting impatient for Paul's departure. "If you want to keep arguing about this, call me up tomorrow 'cuz I'm going home. Don't harass Bella either." He warned Jake who responded with another smart remark and an eye roll. Paul turned to me again and said goodnight before kissing me passionately on the lips. I could feel the heat of Jake's anger radiating off of him. I pulled away quickly with a shy smile and watched as Paul walked away. Now it was just me and my very, very angry best friend.
"Um, I have to head home so I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" It was more of a question. He nodded.
"I'll walk you to your truck." He stated not leaving any room for argument. His expression clearly said 'Don't even try…' I didn't. He calmed down a little after we made it closer to the truck.
"Bella, Paul is bad news. He's not someone that you should mess with. And why in the world did you let him kiss you after only knowing him for a day? That's not like you Bells." He told me with sadness in his voice. This hurt him more than I thought it would. I instantly regretted everything.
"Look, Jake, I appreciate you looking out for me but I'm a big girl. I know I shouldn't have let things go that far but that was my doing so don't worry about it, okay?" I pleaded with him. He seemed to accept my answer. He nodded at me. I knew this wouldn't be the last of this conversation though. "I'll see you tomorrow; Charlie is probably wondering where I am." I told him truthfully. He nodded. After I hopped into my truck he kind of looked at me with sad puppy dog eyes. I knew what he was wanting. He wanted to kiss me goodnight. I wanted him to just as bad. I leaned toward him and he got the hint real fast. He leaned up to me and softly kissed me. He lingered there for a few moments before finally pulling away and closing my cab door. Then I remember that Charlie might have called while Jake has been here. "Oh hey, Jake? If Charlie asks, I was with you the whole time okay?" I begged. He understood and nodded in agreement.
"Sure sure, I'll see you tomorrow. Miss you already, babe." He called out to me as I pulled away. Those words sent a shiver down my spine. I loved it when he called me that. It made me feel like I was his. Which I am but he doesn't know it yet. I only hope he forgives me for tonight. I think he will but I still need to figure out how I'm going to balance Paul and Jake, without them killing each other. I'll figure something out eventually but right now I have more important matters to worry about. I have to find out what I have in store for me at home.
I pulled into the house around 10:45 and took my time heading into the house. I slowly walked up the steps and dragged myself through the front door and the first thing I heard was "BELLA?!" Oh yea, I'm about to get an ear full. Oh well, serves me right. That's what you get for lying to your dad and going off to meet strange boys and have sex on the beach with them the first time ever hanging out with them. I really need to look into masturbation…more often, I mean.
Comments people...I originally had Bella have sex with Jake before leaving the beach but I thought that would be a little much so yea. But Bella is not a whore or slut whatever. She's just hormonaly challenged at the time but don't worry I didn't corrupt her too much. Let me know what you think!! Much Love3