I change into my blue Victoria Secret shorts that had Pink on the butt in white and the matching tank top. I put a brush through my hair and braided it. I looked over myself in the mirror. It wasn't the best I've ever looked. I didn't have on make up and my face was red and splotchy from crying. I washed my face to try to get rid of some of it. Luckily it worked. The redness had lessened and so did the splotches. I took a deep breathe and walked to my room. I opened the door to see Jake laying comfortably on my bed.
Jake looked like a god lounging on my bed, he was beautiful. His eyes ran up and down my entire body. I was getting embarrassed and starting to turn red.
"Could you stop staring at me please? You're making me nervous. I'm just going to change." I finally said. He blinked his eyes a couple times and got a goofy on his face.
"Sorry about that Bella. You look really good. You don't have to change." He said almost sounding nervous. His cheeks even started to darken.
"Are you blushing?" I was truly curious about this.
He shook his head, "I don't blush, that's all you." I didn't believe him one bit. I batted my eyes a little and smiled what I thought was seductive. I walked my best model walk over to my bed. Leaning down I looked and could see the red on his cheeks.
I put my lips by his ears and whispered sweetly, "Are you sure you don't blush?"
Jake went ridged; his breath seemed caught in his throat. I smiled triumphantly for about half a second before I was on my back.
My eyes were wide as I looked to see Jake staring down at me. His eyes were filled with love and lust. At the moment the lust was winning. His lips moved closer to me. They first brushed against mine. It took only that until our lips collided. In blind passion my hands were in his hair. He had one hand on the back of my neck; his other was on my lower back pulling me toward him. I moaned in his lips. I felt his tongue run along my lower lip. I opened my mouth and allowed him to explore. I couldn't breathe anymore. I pulled away gasping for air. "Wow!" is all I can say. As I was catching my breathe, his lips never left my skin. They trailed up my cheek to my earlobe sucking gently. He earned a moan. He aloud his lips to then travel down to the hollow of my neck, I had never felt anything like this before. My mind was racing. I couldn't believe what I was feeling. I was starting to feel wet between my legs. This was all new and exciting in so many ways.
Jake's hands moved to my breast. He was kneading them with light pressure. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. God where did he learn this? It was my turn to return the feeling. I pushed Jake so that I was straddling him. Meaning he rolled over when I gave a shove. I bent my head down to his neck and sucked on his neck. I was gifted a moan and his hands grabbing my butt. He started to grind himself into me. The feeling between my legs was growing. At that moment nothing could ruin this moment. Sadly I had spoken to soon. Suddenly there was a knock coming from my window. We both froze looking at each other. Then Jake growled, oddly the sound turned me down more than it scared me. Another knock came and we turned our heads. Standing on the tree branch outside my room was…
Sorry that it is so short but I wanted to end it on a cliff hanger. A cookie goes to whoever can guess who is at the window. Well an imaginary cookie.