Sorry it took me so long to get this one posted. But yea...I'm going to tone things down in the sexual department from here on out...that doesnt mean im completely taking it away just gonna do some damage control.
It is finally Friday. Yesterday was so exhausting and erotic and-I'm at a loss for words. I'm excited about my date with Paul tonight. We started off a little-well way-backwards. It probably wouldn't have gone that far if I wouldn't have jumped right on top of him the first chance I got. I sort of wish I could rewind time and slow things down but what's done is done. There's no changing it now.
I couldn't wait to arrive at school. I was silently panicking-wondering if Paul would actually talk to me after last night. I wasn't sure; but if he doesn't then I'll know right away that Jake wasn't exaggerating when he said Paul wasn't a good guy.
As I pulled into my parking spot, I couldn't help but look around for him. I wasn't exactly sure what car he drove so that wasn't any help. I didn't see him walking around anywhere so I dragged my feet into the building. I still felt tired and worn down after yesterday.
I looked around the hallway for Paul or Jake but spotted neither of them. I sighed, "Oh well." I started to walk to my first class until a pair of strong, warm arms wound themselves around my waist, keeping me from going anywhere. I gasped and nearly kicked whoever it was; but Paul's husky voice stopped me.
"Oh well what?" Paul asked in my ear. Great, he heard me talking to myself.
"It's nothing, where did you come from?" I asked, slightly put off. I could feel my heart start to race from happiness and excitement because he did decide to acknowledge me today. I'm not sure why I was making such a big deal out of it.
"I just got here. Hey, Jake wasn't an ass to you last night after I left was he?" He asked with a contemplative tone. I don't want them to hate each other at all. I didn't mean for things to happen this way between Paul and I-they just did-the same way with Jake.
"No, no, don't worry about him. He calmed down pretty quick after you left. Everything is good." I reassured him.
"Okay well if he gives you any problems then let me know." He ordered.
"I will, but seriously, Jacob isn't going to do anything to me. He's my best friend." I told him knowingly.
Paul still had his arms wrapped around me securely when the bell rang. I still hadn't seen Jake anywhere. As if knowing what I was thinking and wanting me to forget it, Paul placed a soft kiss on my cheek. It made me giggle. He moved away from me and took my hand to lead me to class. He smiled at me sweetly but didn't say anything. That was the moment I found Jake walking our way toward the class. He noticed me and Paul and did not look very happy about it. He, then, looked down and seen that we were holding hands. I panicked. I had to do something before Jake gets over here and rips Paul away from me. "Here comes Jake. I should probably go inside." I whispered to Paul but he rolled his eyes and looked over to Jacob. If looks could kill, they would both drop dead right where they stand. Good grief, what have I gotten myself into? I hope things aren't always going to be like this.
"Alright, I guess I'll call you after school to make sure you're ready for our date tonight." He winked at me. I was glad he mentioned this because I was starting to wonder if that would still happen.
He pushed my hair back off of my shoulders and right when Jake walked right past us, into the classroom, he leaned in and kissed my neck-gently sucking and nibbling on it. I blushed because people started staring so I wrapped my arms around his neck and nuzzled my face into his shoulder. He snickered into my neck and pulled away. I turned and ran into class when he walked away.
I took my seat, right next to Jacob, who was giving me a very dirty look. I noticed Edward staring from across the room wearing a sad expression. I didn't understand why; he looked away too quickly for me to ask him what was wrong.
"If he wants to play dirty, then I will too." Jake warned me, wearing a mischievous smile on those plump lips. I have a bad feeling that this is going to be another exciting and dirty day. This is not good.
"What are you talking about?" I asked him but I knew exactly what he was talking about. Paul was still pissed at Jake for interrupting us. I couldn't blame him, though. Jake winked at me then and pulled my chair closer. Class had already started by this time but the teacher was paying no attention to us. I looked at Jake, confused. Then, he reached over to my jeans and unbuttoned my pants and tried to push his hands inside of them. I gasped and tried to stop him but he grabbed both of my hands with his free hands long enough for him to make his way down. "Jacob, no, please don't! We're going to get in trouble!" I whisper-yelled to him; he only smiled and shushed me.
I had no choice but to shut up because I felt his big, warm fingers start caressing my clit and moving in and out of my center. His movements were slow but it still made my eyes roll in the back of my head. I had to stifle a moan with the sleeve of my jacket. I noticed him watching me with a calm, lust-full expression. He licked his lips.
Mr. Thompson, thankfully, announced everyone's freedom for the rest of the period.
Jake leaned in to whisper something to me. "You like that, Bella? I like it. I love feeling my fingers inside of you. You're so warm and creamy. I wish I could taste you." He breathed in my ear. I'm sure he could feel my reaction, I sure did. I mouthed, "Yes," to him. Surprisingly, he tried to pull his hand out of my pants. I grabbed it and pushed his fingers back inside of me and moaned quietly. Hopefully no one heard that. He snickered at me and I shot a dirty look at him.
"You're answer didn't convince me but that sure as hell did." He explained. He started speeding up the pace of his fingers, causing me to close my eyes in pleasure. He needed to slow down.
"Jake, slow down, just…go slow, please." I begged him while rubbing the hand that was pleasuring me. I linked my arm with his and rubbed up and down his arm and back over his hand. I peeked around for a moment to make sure that no one was watching before I leaned over and greedily kissed him on the lips for a few seconds.
I trailed my hand over his leg and up his thigh until I found his erection. I looked down and noticed that he was wearing a pair of sweats-easy access. I snuck my hand into his sweats, then into his boxers, and gripped his swollen cock. I didn't make quick movements because that would be way too obvious, so I roughly rubbed up and down his long, hard shaft. I would occasionally trace my fingers over his balls. He let his head fall back and his eyes lid over. Only I could hear the "Oh shit," that came out of his mouth.
"Oh, Bella, that feels so damn good. I fucking want you so bad." He breathed. His eyes were full of lust and longing. I chanced a look around the class, once more, to make sure no one was looking because Jake was making me move my hand faster and moving his in return. I was biting my lip to keep from moaning while Jacob was quietly grunting. It wasn't loud enough for anyone to hear.
My heart instantly started racing when I looked over to Edward and seen him staring directly at me. He licked his lips in my direction and smirked at me. Did he know what was going on underneath my table? I looked at Jake but he was lost in his own little world of ecstasy. His eyes were closed and his head had lolled back over the chair. I looked back at Edward, who was still staring at me.
Then, Jake ran his finger over my clit and pushed down. I gasped in pleasure while still keeping eye contact with Edward, who definitely knew what I was doing now. He eyed me suspiciously for a moment before grinning at me, licking his lips once more. He looked like he was enjoying the show because he was basically eye fucking me from across the room. This oddly turned me on. I should be uncomfortable with this guy watching me be intimate with Jake-not that we're hiding it so well-but all I felt was exciting tingles running through my body. So I eye fucked him back.
Jake opened his eyes and looked at me so I quickly broke from Edward's gaze. He scrunched up his eyebrows and looked in the direction that I was staring a few seconds ago. He saw Edward staring off into space, smiling. Thank goodness he was not looking over here.
Suddenly I had an urge to figure out what time it was and looked at the clock. We only had 5 minutes left of class. Jake noticed the time too and gasped.
"Shit, time really does fly when you're having fun." He mused, smiling shyly. Why was he being bashful now? "We need to do that again sometime." He laughed. I smiled at the thought. That would be a very beautiful way to pass the time in school.
Something hit me then. Why was Edward in this class? He didn't have this class before. He must have switched or something. Oh my, he probably thinks that Jacob and I do that all the time. Oh well, he probably won't say anything about it anyway.
The bell rang while I was lost in thought.
"Hey, wait a minute. Come here." He demanded.
I tried to get up and walk out but Jake quickly grabbed my shoulder and turned me toward him. Apparently I was completely lost in my stupor because I didn't even bother fastening my jeans back up. I must have had a dumbfounded look on my face because he rolled his eyes and laughed at me.
"Bella, your pants?" He reminded me while refastening them.
"Oh yea, sorry, I just panicked a little. I think Edward seen what we were doing." I told him. He started grinning ear to ear. I can't imagine why. "Why are you smiling?" I questioned with surprise all over my tone.
"Nothing." He laughed and rolled his eyes.
My next class went by pretty fast. I tried to pay attention to take my mind off of things. But as soon as the bell rand to dismiss us for lunch, all of my suppressed worries resurfaced. I was scared of facing Edward, hoping to see Paul, and really anxious about seeing Jake. I walked into the lunchroom alone and headed for the lunch line where I ran into Paul. When he noticed me, he started smiling all big and goofy. I had to laugh.
"Hey, beautiful, Jake being nice to you?" He asked. I rolled my eyes at his concern. It was pointless.
"More than nice…" I told him truthfully. He looked as if he were looking for a change of subject, not wanting me to go into detail, not that I would.
"Well, hey, you want to sit with me today?"
"Um, sure…no wait, I promised Jake that I would sit with him." I sighed. I didn't actually promise but it's like an unspoken agreement. We always sit together.
"Okay, then, I'll sit with you." He said, leading our way to mine and Jake's table.
Jake's face was priceless when we approached him. He first seen Paul with me, then he seen Paul's hand wrapped around mine. We took our seats with me sitting in between both of them. My current position put me at a loss of appetite.
Paul was still holding my hand. He moved it to rest on my knee and began rubbing up and down my thigh. I blushed. Then, subconsciously, I placed my hand back on his and intertwined our fingers. I didn't even realize I done it until I noticed Jake giving Paul the death glare when he noticed our hands. Uh oh.
He grinned mischievously again. He's up to something.
"Bella," he said as he threw his arm around me, "I had a lot of fun in first today. There's nothing like some four-play in the back of the classroom, first thing in the morning. Maybe we can 'play' again in third." He wiggled his eyebrows at me and grinned at Paul, who was looking at Jake's hand like he might bite it off. What in the hell did I get myself in to?
The bell rang in the middle of their stare down. Saved by the bell; yes! Thankfully Paul didn't retort on Jake's mention of our business in first period. I kept silent because I didn't want to cause an argument. I'm surprised that Jake didn't manage that one all on his own.
Before I got up, Paul leaning in and planted a delicious kiss on my lips, lingering for a moment. He broke away and headed to class before Jake or I could say anything. I turned to look at Jake. He was fuming and now glaring at me. Before I had a chance to say anything, he abruptly walked away, leaving his chair upside down on the floor from the impact of his departure. I jumped up and ran after him.
"Jake, wait, please!" I called out to him. He stopped right in my path, causing me to bump into him.
"Why, Bella? I don't want to interfere with you and Paul! Why don't you run after him since you seem to enjoy kissing and touching all over him?" He yelled. He was being overly dramatic.
"Jacob, it's not even like that! You guys are doing all of this to piss each other off! That's the only reason why he kissed me and you know it so don't even be like that. Besides, you have no reason to be acting like I just cheated on you or something." I told him trying to calm myself.
He seemed to calm down a little too. He took a deep breath and sighed. "I'm sorry, you're right. I shouldn't have reacted that way. Forgive me?" He pleaded and I couldn't resist him.
"Sure, sure, but now I want you to kiss me and then we can go to class." I ordered playfully. He smiled before leaning down to kiss me passionately. I grabbed the back of his head to hold him there. We were already late to class so why not? He broke away from the kiss and dragged me out of the lunch room toward the parking lot.
"Jake, where are we going? We need to get to class." I told him. He shrugged and kept stalking toward his car.
"We have some unfinished business." He smiled. We made it to his car and he threw me in the backseat before climbing in behind me. I wasn't about to argue with him now. After earlier today and after hurting his feelings with Paul, he deserved some lovin'. I, myself, was in need of a release after first period today.
"Okay, but we need to hurry." I told him as he was removing his pants. I took mine off, also.
He already had his pants and boxers around his ankles before I had my panties down, so he gave me some assistance. I took my bra off while he pulled me onto his lap, straddling him. I lifted up so that he could slip his erection into me. Instead, he teased me with his fingers, sliding them, roughly, in and out of me. I moved along with his motions, moaning. He latched his mouth on to one of my erect nipples and gripped my backside with his big, free hand. My back arched making me push my chest into his face. I pulled his hair and made him kiss me. He removed his fingers and pulled me down onto his shaft. I gasped at the pleasure. He grunted and groaned, the sounds coming from him making me wetter.
"Wait, slow down, go slow, I just want …to feel it." He breathed, letting his eyes flutter closed. I did what he said because the sensation was amazing. I let him glide in and out of me nice and slow. His hands were resting on my backside while mine rested on his muscular chest. The only sounds in the car were our heavy breathing and the beautiful sound of him gliding in and out of me. Occasionally, he would fondle my tits and kiss me. I would lean down and gently suck on his neck.
"Bella, baby," he panted, "I'm going to cum…" He gasped.
I made my pace a little faster, to help him finish quicker. He sat up on the seat and pulled me closer to him so that he could attach his lips to my neck. He writhed against me over and over again. I knew that he was almost there. I could also feel my own release building. Our grunts and moans filled the car.
"Oh, fuck…Bella! I don't have a condom on…" He panted into my neck.
"Jake…hold on…please…oh!" I moaned. My body convulsed and I came all over his shaft. I could feel him tense up so I jumped off of him quickly and replaced my pussy with my mouth to let him release into the back of my throat. I greedily licked all of the cum off of his dick until he was clean and satisfied.
"Damn that was great and close." Jake snickered, breathlessly.
"Yea it was." I agreed with him.
We got dressed and decided to go ahead and head over to my house. School would be over soon anyway. We took longer than I thought we would. I climbed out of the car when I was sure no one would see me and he climbed into the front seat. I ran over to my truck and jumped in.
We both raced off to my house and hurried inside when we arrived.
Jake settled on the couch next to me after I flipped the T.V. on.
"Hey, Bells, do you mind if I stay over for a while, maybe for dinner? We haven't actually hung out in a couple of days." He stated. He was right. All we have doe the past couple of days is have sex or talk about having sex or whatever. I was about to agree with him and say yes until I remembered my date with Paul.
"Oh Jake, I can't, I have a date…with Paul." I automatically regretted not lying to him. Too late now. He was already getting angry. I cringed a little at the look he gave me. He removed his arm from around me and leaned away from me. That hurt a little but I wasn't going to tell him that.
"Bella, you have got to be kidding me!" He shouted at me. Then something dawned on him. He turned to look me right in the eyes. I felt my stomach sink. "What in the hell happened on the beach last night and don't you dare lie to me and say nothing." He warned in a sinister tone. Crap. I was not looking forward to this conversation.
I had no idea what to say to him because I couldn't tell him the truth. He would never speak to me again. So I did exactly what he just told me not to do.
"Nothing." I said quietly, not looking at him. He got very quiet so I peeked up at him and his mouth was hanging open. He was wearing a knowing expression. I instantly looked away, blushing. I heard him gasp and then felt him jump up. I obviously didn't hide my blush well enough.
"Oh my god, Bella, you didn't." He pleaded.
"Didn't what?" I asked shyly.
"Look at me," he ordered quietly. I didn't, "NOW!" He yelled. I looked. He had and angry but yet sad look on his face. I couldn't look at him anymore so I turned away again. This look on his face caused me to feel shame for what I did with Paul. That is probably the proper emotion to feel about it too. "Bella, why? The same day…me and you…made love…why? Did I do something wrong? He didn't force you did he?" He was getting angry again but the only statement that stuck with me and struck home was the one about us making love. I never thought of it that way. I always imagined making love to someone in a passionate way, not rough and wild, or on a kitchen table. But now I see that it was our way of making love. Rough and wild is our way of showing passion.
He was looking at me expectantly. I stood up to face him and answered his other, more important, questions.
"No, stop. Jake, you were amazing. Don't blame yourself for me being a stupid whore. I just lost control of myself. He didn't force me. Hell, he didn't even start it." I said, sadly. I was so ashamed of myself, not only because I was sleeping around but also because I obviously hurt my best friend. I couldn't look at him. I didn't feel worthy enough to even be in his presence. "Look, maybe you should just go. I'll call Paul and cancel and I'll just see you in class Monday. I'm sorry I've been such a bad friend to you. You deserve better than me." I loathed myself.
Jake wasn't having any of me not looking at him. He grabbed my face and forced me to look at him. I could feel the tears run down my face.
"Isabella Marie Swan, don't you EVER call yourself a whore again! And I am not going anywhere, you are my best friend and I love you. I've done nothing but take advantage of your friendship. I'm the one that should be sorry. But Paul is just as much at fault as I am. It's worse for him because he didn't even know you. But I don't care about that. All I care about is you and I don't want to ever hear you putting down on yourself like that again. Do you understand me?" He asked. I nodded but not promising anything. He let go of my face to wipe away my tears of shame.
"I'm so sorry, Jacob. Please don't hate me." I begged. He smiled gently at me.
"Bells, how could I ever hate you? You silly, beautiful girl. Paul on the other hand is going to answer to me. No one takes advantage of my best friend…not even me." He told me. I started shaking my head vigorously.
"No, don't start a fight with him. Please just leave it alone." I pleaded. He nodded after a few moments of hesitation.
"You just don't know how much I love you do you?" He asked with a laugh. I smiled brightly at his words. I only wish he meant them the same way I did. I looked down at my hands in my lap, not wanting him to see the sadness in my eyes.
"Hey, what's the matter, baby?" He asked, tilting my head up to him. I smiled and said nothing.
"Come on, let's sit back down and watch some T.V." I told him, pulling him back down to sit with me on the couch. I turned on some SpongeBob Square Pants. We both relaxed into each other. He had his arm around my shoulders and I had mine resting on his chest. It felt so natural sitting this way with him and not sexual at all.
I felt him place a kiss against the top of my head. I sighed. Next thing I know, Charlie walks into the living room, staring down at us. Jake looks up and grins at my father.
"Hey, Charlie, how did your day go?" Jake asked him. I couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm. Charlie mirrored Jake's smile and laughed at us.
"It was fine. I see you two had a good day also. But, Bells, didn't you have a date planned for this afternoon." He asked looking at me curiously. Yeah, I still haven't figured that one out yet. I could feel Jake stiffen underneath me. I was afraid of what to say. I decided that my time with my best friend was just a little more important at the time.
"Um, yea, I do…" I started, unsure of how to finish, so I reached for the phone. Before I touched it, it started to go off. I picked it up and noticed that it was Paul; Jake seen this too. He looked down at me with a pleading look. I knew what he was silently asking me. He just didn't know that I had already made that decision so I gave him a reassuring smile and he relaxed.
Charlie had left the room, thankfully. I didn't need an audience. I answered the phone.
"Hey, Paul. Listen, my dad needs my help here at the house tonight so I won't be able to go out tonight. I'm really sorry." I lied. I felt terrible about lying to him but he bought it. He also offered to come over here which I quickly refused saying that I would be far too busy. He proceeded to ask about Saturday. I gave him an honest "I don't know." Jake rolled his eyes and whispered for me to get rid of him. I did what he said and told Paul that I would call him later.
"Are you happy now? You have me all to yourself." I teased him. He grinned in return.
"Yes, I am very happy." He said. Charlie waked back into the living room right on cue. Jacob looked up at him to ask him something. "Charlie, I hate to be a pain but would you mind if I stayed the night here with Bella? We are in some dire need of catching up. Things have been a little hectic lately." He told him. My jaw almost hit the floor. There was no way in hell that Charlie would let him spend the night with me. I rolled my eyes at Jake's ridiculous question. But, once again, my jaw almost hit the floor from my dad's answer.
"Yea, sure, but no locking the bedroom door and don't be up too late." He instructed us, laughing at me. I was still gaping at him. Jake pushed my jaw closed and snickered.
"Thanks, Charlie. We'll behave. But, hey, can we order pizza for dinner? I've been craving some like mad." He asked my dad, who nodded before walking back into the kitchen to order our food and give us some privacy.
Jake grabbed my phone then and called his dad to tell him the news. Of course his father wouldn't mind. I still can't believe Charlie agreed to this. I know he likes Jake and all but dang. But I'm not going to complain.
Jake hung up with his father and smiled at me.
"What, do you want a gold star or something?" I asked, rolling my eyes at him.
"A kiss would be better." He leaned in and placed a soft, wet kiss on my lips before breaking away with a huff. My phone rudely interrupted us. It was vibrating on the table, loudly. I have received a text message. Jake grabbed it before I could and huffed once again. "What the hell is he doing texting you?" He asked before I snatched my phone from him.
It was Edward. Uh oh, he was probably going to question me about earlier.
"I don't know. Why are you being such a dick about it?" I question while opening the message. He rolled his eyes and looked away. Big baby.
The message read: Hey, Bella, I just wanted to apologize for earlier today. I shouldn't have been so nosey.
I laughed. Of course he would text me a formal apology for my suspicious behavior.
"What's so funny?" Jake asked, eyeing me suspiciously.
"Nothing." I said, shaking off his attitude.
I wrote back to Edward: Hey, don't worry about it. I was being inappropriate so you're not at fault. But please don't say anything about what you seen. Let's just forget that it ever happened.
Edward: Of course, Bella. I wouldn't dare say anything. It's none of my business. Well, I guess I'll talk to you later. I'm sorry to have had bothered you.
I rolled my eyes as I sent him another No problem and See you later.
I placed my phone back on the table and gave Jake a look that said 'Mind your own,' which he did. We got more comfortable watching more cartoons while waiting on the pizza to arrive. He held me in his arms for what felt like forever. I was so content being with him right now. I couldn't bring myself to regret canceling my date with Paul. I feel bad for lying to him but I'll make it up to him somehow, no pun intended. But until then, I'm going to enjoy relaxing here with Jake.
The pizza arrived about an hour after we ordered it. Pepperoni and cheese, our favorite. We ate peacefully, watching random sitcoms on the T.V. Charlie sat in the arm chair while Jake and I stayed put on the couch. I moved away from him slightly out of respect for my dad. Even though he didn't mind, it still made me uncomfortable.
Jake started playing with me while we were eating. He was tickling me while I had food in my mouth and mocking me when I yelled at him to stop. My words came out muffled by my food. I ended the attack by twisting his nipple. Charlie got a kick out of that and almost fell out of the chair laughing at us. I rolled my eyes at him.
After we age our pizza, Charlie headed off to bed.
I had a sudden chocolate craving. I jumped up and ran into the kitchen to hunt for some chocolate pudding. Jake followed behind me laughing at my urgency for chocolate. I successfully found two boxes of pudding and began mixing the powder with the milk.
"Bells, I hope you know that you aren't going to get much of that pudding." He wiggled his eyebrows at me. I laughed at him.
"Oh please, you can only have some if I let you." I said, challenging him. He accepted my challenge by dipping his finger into the bowl and popping it into his mouth. I gasped and pulled his finger out of his mouth before he could suck the pudding off of it. I hated it when people stuck their fingers in my food so I was not about to let him enjoy it. He laughed at my reaction.
Then he stuck his finger into my mouth and teased my tongue with it. I caught his drift so I began to suck on it greedily until it was completely clean. He appeared to like this because he started smirking and licking his delicious lips. I decided to tease him a bit and bit down on his finger and grazed my teeth all the way up. His eyes hooded a bit and darkened with lust. I guess he had enough with the teasing because he pulled his finger from my mouth and started kissing me roughly. He gripped my ass for a moment before pulling away, panting.
"Come on; let's go eat this pudding before we get carried away in the kitchen, again." He winked at me before grabbing a spoon and the bowl of pudding. We made our way back to the living room, taking our places back on the couch.
Jake and I took turns feeding each other large bites of pudding until the bowl was almost empty. I called dibs on the last bite but Jake wanted it too. He declared that we will share it. He took the spoon and scooped up the last amount of pudding and slapped me right on the nose with it. I gasped and shot daggers at him. He laughed at my reaction. I am so glad that I amuse him. NOT! I quickly, before he realized what I was doing, slapped him across the face. It wasn't hard or anything; I just wanted to make him shut up. He stopped laughing at me as soon as my hand landed on his cheek. His mouth formed a round 'o' shape, his eyes were bulging out of his head, and he held his hand against his blanched cheek. It was all very dramatic. He reminded me of a woman in one of those domestic violence movies when the man first slaps the woman. That isn't a funny comparison but his reaction sure as hell was. I couldn't help the laughter that rolled off of me. His face was priceless. I could tell that he was trying to hide his amusement. I think I even saw a flash of excitement and lust in his eyes. What a freak.
The whole time this was happening, I still had pudding on my nose and around my mouth. He grabbed my wrist and yanked me into his lap.
"Did you seriously just slap me?" He asked, very dramatically. I couldn't help but laugh again. "You know what? I'm going to let that slide, for now, only because you look so damn edible with that pudding on your face. I think I might have a taste." He purred before throwing me down on the couch in front of him and crawling on top of me. He had every inch of his body pressed in between us.
"Well, since you're the one who made the mess, you should clean it up." I teased him. He smiled before leaning down to me and dragging his warm tongue over my slightly parted lips. I held still and let him do his thing. The feeling was amazing. He kissed and sucked all around my lips to get the rest of the chocolate off before moving to my nose. I giggled underneath him. It sounded more like a strangled moan. I'm pretty sure he thought the same thing because he thrust against me, getting the wrong idea in such a right way. I gasped into his mouth as he kissed me. Then the worst possible thing that could possible happen-did.
"You know," Charlie started behind us, causing Jake to fall off of me onto the floor and me to jump up gasping, "If you two can't behave yourselves, then I might have to separate you. At least I didn't find you in the bed like that. It would've looked worse." He snickered, rolling his eyes.
"Dad, I-I'm sorry. We just got a little carried away." I rushed out hoping he didn't send Jake home. Jake got to his feet laughing. Why is he laughing? Moron. Then I realized Charlie laughing too.
"I can see that. You don't have to tell me twice. How's your head Jake?" Charlie asked while laughing. Jake rubbed the back of his head and laughed.
"I'll live." He said. Hah! I don't understand how he's still alive right now after what we were doing. "But uh, maybe me and Bella should get to bed." He looked at me expectantly. I looked at Charlie.
"Yea, ya'll probably should. On second thought, maybe you should lock the door. I wouldn't want to walk in on anything…" He said with a grimace. I gawked at him as if he had grown another head. Did he just give us permission to have sex? Not that I would with him here but still. What the hell is going on here?
"Don't worry, Charlie, there won't be any more of that going on tonight. I promise." Jake reassured him. I nodded, still dazed from my father's last words. They both looked at me and laughed.
"Well, alright, goodnight kids." Charlie said before turning toward the kitchen. Jake grabbed my hand and led me up stairs to my room.
I took off my pants and changed into a tank top. Jake took his shirt and pants off and climbed into bed after me.
I fell quickly asleep not too long after we lay down.
I was awoken by my phone going off. Jake was closer to the phone so I guess he answered it.
"Hello?" Jake greeted his voice heavy with sleep.
I couldn't make out what the other person was saying but Jake shot up in the bed, wide awake now.
"What the hell do you want? Bella is asleep. You don't need to be calling her damn phone at midnight. Better yet, you don't need to be calling her period!" He shouted into the phone.
All I could hear was a buzzing sound coming from the other line; then Jake spoke again.
"Don't question me on what I'm doing with her. It's none of your fucking business! But, just because I want to tell you…I will. Her father allowed me to spend the night here, in her room, in her bed, next to her. Now if you will so kindly leave us the hell alone, I will be going back to sleep. Goodnight asshole! Don't throw such a dick fit!" Jake mocked the person on the other line. I had no doubt that the other person was Paul.
Jake hung up the phone and turned it off. He lay back down next to me and wrapped his arms around me snuggly.
"You are going to tell me about that in the morning." I told him. I felt him nod behind me before he kissed me and told me to go to sleep, which I did easily. I did hear him mutter something about "Stupid ass Paul." I laughed and fell fast asleep.
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