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Chapter 3
Edward had heard about Jacob and Bella's sleepover but he wasn't going to check it out. Honest. He told himself that he was just out walking and happened to be near Bella's house. Denial wasn't just a river in Egypt. He heard someone gasp his name and he stopped and listened. He heard it again but this time it was followed by "Oh God! Oh God yes Edward!" He realized that the voice belonged to Jacob Black. What was he doing? Curiosity overcame him and he headed towards Bella's house. It was dark and silent except for Jacobs moans. Carefully he opened the kitchen window and jumped in. He felt like a burglar sneaking in like this but he had to find out what Jacob was doing. The first thing that hit him walking between the kitchen and living room was Jacob's scent full of arousal. Edward bit down on his lip and continued forward.
Images and thoughts flooded his mind. Flashes of Jacobs's extremely vivid dream filled his head. He stopped and took a breath. Big mistake. Jacobs scent over powered him. His heart, if it could beat, would have sent him in to cardiac arrest. Edward new he should leave and never think of this again, but he couldn't, instead he moved forward. He just had to see him once, then he would leave. The blanket that covered Jacob had fallen down on the floor. There was nothing but the thin fabric of his boxers that poorly hid the obvious hard on, a big bulge, which was almost begging to be touched. Edward just stood there taking in all of Jacob. He licked his lips as he saw in Jacobs's mind how he licked and kissed his neck. He needed to leave. He felt his own arousal getting stronger.
"Kiss me Edward." Jacob said. For a split second Edward feared that Jacob had woken up. He realized that he was only talking in his sleep. He should go, he really should.
"Kiss me, kiss me Edward." Jacob moaned again.
Edward battled with his conscience, he could absolutely not kiss Jacob. First of all the wolf was asleep. Second they should be mortal enemies. The memory of feeling Jacob's hot velvet skin surfaced. His thoughts drifted to dangerous waters wondering what it would feel and taste like to kiss those soft lips. NO! He was better than this. He wasn't some creepy stalker that attacked sleeping... sleeping miracles. When had Jacob become so beautiful, so handsome, and so sexy?
"Please, please Edward, please." Jacob pleaded with a soft seductive voice. This was driving the poor vampire insane.
Those lips, the sounds Jacob was making, the memory of his skin and the flashes of his vivid dream. They made him step closer to the couch, leaning down. Just one kiss he thought, he was begging for it after all. Slowly he lowered down to kiss those lips that had been calling and begging for him. Just one kiss.
Evil I know ^.^
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