a/n-- Okay, here it is. The Lemon. Dont read it if you dont want to see it, remember this is an M fic, and therefore an M lemon. Thanks everyone who left me a review, I lost track of which ones i replied to and well... confused myself lol. ANyways.... thanks mediate89 for betaing this, you guys will start to see the connections this story has with Heartbreak, if you havent read it, look it up, its a Sam and Emily story and it mentions Paul and Sarah in it alot. Also, go read geez paul calm down! ill be doing a chapter of it on the next update, so check it out. :D

Chapter 6

I waited near the edge of the woods near Sam's house, waiting to hear him sleeping before I dared my next move. He'd already called me out on not doing the patrols I was supposed to have for the past three nights. I didn't feel like it, I'd rather be with Sarah. It's not like there were any leeches too close by, anyway.

Things had definitely turned more intense between us during the past couple of weeks. It'd been a month now that we'd been together and it felt like it had flown by fast The pack had only caught a few glimpses of her into my actual pack mind, but nothing I didn't want them to see just yet. The guys knew I was seeing her though, from seeing us at school and now from Sam finding out I was ditching patrol and sneaking over to the beach to be with her.

Finally, Sam had fallen asleep. I took off running full speed toward her house. I was anxious to get there. She thought I'd been joking when I told her I was always out late and agreed when she suggested I come inside this time. This was the first time I was actually going in instead of her coming out. If we got caught, I was dead.

I neared the tree line close to her house and waited, sniffing hard into the air. She was awake and moving around. I could smell her all the way from out here. I felt the fur go away and I dropped to the ground, catching myself on my hands. I hurriedly pulled the clothes on that I'd tied to my leg. Nothing special for the occasion.

I crept out of the woods and crouched down, going by the hedge slowly. I saw the small lamp on in her window and knew it was hers instantly. I looked around a moment before I darted toward it. I leaned against the side of the house and knocked on the window lightly. I heard her move toward it slowly. I pushed it carefully, not wanting it to squeak.

Sarah leaned out, looking nervous. "I can't believe you really came," she whispered.

I grinned at her. "I told you I would. I wanted to see you. Is everyone asleep?" I hadn't even thought to ask that first.

She nodded and stepped back from the window so I could swing myself in. I crawled in quickly and pulled it halfway closed, just in case I needed to get out quick. I stood up, looking at her from here. Sarah had on a pair of bright pink pajamas- a tank top and shorts despite the weather. I looked her up and down; I couldn't get over how good she looked in just simple pajamas.

"You're so unbelievably sexy in that," I told her huskily. The tank top hugged her chest just right and the shorts were form fitting on my favorite part of her.

She blushed and fidgeted nervously. "Its just pajamas Paul, nothing special."

We stood there, staring at each other a moment before she looked away. "Come here," I said quietly. She automatically came to me, letting me envelope her in my warm arms. Sarah always did what I said no matter what it was.

I ran a hand through her silky blonde hair and kissed her forehead. "I can leave if you want me to," I offered. She shook her head and tilted up to kiss my jaw. Her lips made my skin tingle under their feather light touch. "No, stay- at least for a little while. We might as well make this visit worth it."

I could hear her heart thudding rapidly when I traced her face with my finger. "If you say so," I leaned down and covered her mouth with mine, putting a punch of passion into it by pulling her body against mine so that we were as close as we could get standing.

Sarah slid her hands into my hair kissing me back sweetly; her heart was slowing down now. I closed off the kiss, giving her another peck as I lifted her up enough so that her feet left the carpet and pushed her down onto the canopy bed. Everything was girly in her room.

She didn't object as I got on top of her and pressed my lips to her again, moving downward toward her neck. I knew just how to kiss it to make her weak-kneed. I licked down the side of it, stopping to kiss the nape. Her hands were pressed onto my back now, she laid still, like she was scared I'd stop if she did something wrong.

I made a trail to the top of her tank top and stopped there, pulling back to look down at her before I started pulling it off. She rose up, helping me and I tossed it onto the floor silently. She didn't have a bra on and I could see her in full view for the first time right now. Her pale, white skin was perfect where her breasts were. I couldn't help but lean over and kiss each peak. She touched the back of my head, taking in a deep breath. I couldn't help but breath deep either. I was feeling shaky and a little uncontrolled. I could hold it together though, I was sure of it.

I kissed every inch of soft skin on her chest before venturing lower toward her naval. She tensed at my lips as they got lower and lower. I couldn't help but tease her by biting the flesh of her abdomen before I tugged on her shorts. This would be the major factor in how far things went.

Sarah rose up, letting me pull them down, along with the lacy blue boy short panties she had on. I shoved them to the side; my eyes were stuck on what I'd been waiting to see for a month now. I caught her eyes and didn't say a word to her as she flushed at being seen so openly by me. I leaned back down and licked the inside of her thigh, making her flinch. I could tell she wanted me now. I kissed the upper part again, teasing her; I knew I was driving her insane.

I placed my hands on her hips as I plunged my tongue into her warmth. Sarah jerked slightly, gasping. I smirked as I ran my tongue over her folds, loving the affect it was having on her. I moved one hand from her hip and slid one finger inside.

"Mmm," she moaned gripping my back. I flicked my tongue back and forth over her nub while I pumped my finger in and out of her. Her nails dug into me now. "Paul," she whimpered, only making me move quicker.

I moved my hand and instead let my tongue please her. I loved the way she tasted. I had no idea why I hadn't done this sooner. She was moaning and rocking her hips slightly now. I was trying to lick every bit of her when she arched her back up and pulled on my short hair. I kissed her abdomen again before I moved back up to her face.

"We have to be quiet..." she said softly, running a hand down my chest, feeling the rock hard build. I nodded and took off my thin t-shirt; her eyes traveled over my dark tan muscles.

Sarah looked timid as she started unzipping my jeans. I stood up slowly, helping her and stepped out of them. I started to get back on her when she pushed me back and pushed on the waist band of my boxers. She wanted everything off. I kicked those off now, waiting for her reaction as she looked at me. Sarah had never even come close to seeing me like this before, she had only felt.

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I looked at Paul's body, seeing him for the first time. I let my eyes stop on what I really wanted to see. "You're huge," I said slowly. I felt stupid after I said it. "I mean... I'm sorry," I stammered.

He just smiled at me as he moved to get back on top; I placed a hand on his chest and shoved him back. Paul had been focusing on me every time we did anything, it was his turn now. "I want to try something else," I said softly.

Paul looked surprised as he stood in front of me; I pushed my hair back and swallowed nervously. "I don't know if this will even be any good," I started to say. He just smiled wider at me.

"You don't have to, Sarah. It's fine."

I knew he wanted it though, what guy wouldn't? I bent down, resting on my knees in front of him. I let my nails rake over his thighs- he even had muscles there, I realized. Paul looked down at me as I touched him, making him hard in an instant. I looked up at him as I ran my tongue down the shaft; his eyes shut a moment before they fluttered back open to stare at me. I teased him with my tongue, running it up and down and in small circles.

As I ran it down again, I turned my head up and took in the first bit of him. There was no way I'd be able to get all of him into my mouth and throat. I heard him take a sharp breath and took it as a sign that it was okay. I moved my tongue at the same time I took him in, sucking on him gently, getting a bit more each time I went down.

He moved suddenly, his body seemed to shake for a moment even though he wasn't finished. Paul's hand moved to the back of my head, holding me in place while I explored different ways to please him. I thought I heard him groan for a moment and realized that it sounded more like a low growl coming from his chest.

I bobbed my head up and down, faster now until his eyes opened and he pushed me away quickly. I grabbed a handful of Kleenex and gave it to him; he grabbed it from me quickly, wiping himself off. "I didn't want to--" he explained. I nodded and moved back so that I resting on my elbows.

"Do you have a condom?" I finally asked, not believing I'd dared it. I'd thought on it a while and decided Paul was the one. He was the one I wanted to lose everything to completely.

Paul nodded as he grabbed his pants off of the floor, digging around in the pockets and producing a small gold square. He looked down at me before he started to turn away. I realized why he was hesitating and grabbed his arm and pulled him to me. "Its okay," I whispered. He kissed my neck, making me start to tingle again. I ran my hand up and down his side, only going as far as his hips.

I pressed against him, loving the feel of the warm skin again my own. I felt his hand parting my folds again, making me tense with anticipation. I kissed his neck this time, nibbling on his earlobe. I could feel his hot breath on me; he was starting to feel like he was a human space heater or something. Paul's mouth was leaving butterfly kisses all every place he could kiss without us moving.

I moved under him, moving my hips to his, trying to show him I wanted him. I could feel his member on my leg; I wiggled around. "Paul…" I whispered, wondering why he was holding back.

His body seemed to be shaky again, like he was trying hard not to convulse or spasm or something. "Hold on," he said in a growl. It was torture being this close and knowing what was going to happen and hadn't yet.

I started relax again when Paul's mouth crashed on mine, shoving his tongue into mine. I immediately put my arms around him, holding him tightly, breathing in his smell of cologne and cedar. I felt him moving my legs apart slightly and I widened my hips. I could feel the smile on his face when I did it. I couldn't take this much longer. A need that I hadn't had before was forming inside of me, I needed Paul.

He bit down on my neck right when I felt a jolt of pain shoot through me. "Ouch!" I cried out loudly, forgetting I had to be quiet. I felt tears forming when I felt him pull out and enter me again, making me squirm. Paul was looking at me; his eyes were a mix of sorry and euphoria.

"Hold still," he said making me focus.

I nodded and pressed my fingers into his back. He thrust into me again, sighing with pleasure when he did. "God you feel great," he whispered as he started moving. The pain was still there, burning, making me wince each time he moved.

"It hurts too bad," I whimpered, knowing I was leaving marks on his back.

He leaned his face down and kissed me softly. "It'll get better."

I shut my eyes tightly, willing myself to not jerk away from him. Paul moved again slowly moving his hips around in a circle. I surprised myself by letting out a small moan of pleasure. "Faster," I said softly, not being able to stand feeling so stretched with him staying inside of me without moving.

Paul had one hand supporting his weight off of me, and the other on my hip, moving me with him as he started thrusting into me. I opened my eyes back up and looked into his eyes. I gasped as he slammed into my walls.

He just smirked at me as he pushed one of my legs up, moving it around his waist. The difference was amazing. I moaned again, putting my face on his shoulder. "Don't stop," Paul pushed my hands off of him as he started to really get into it. He used both hands to hold himself now and for some reason he looked angry. He had a stressful look in his eyes instead of the one he'd had earlier that clearly showed he was enjoying things.

"What's wrong?"

Paul didn't answer me; he slammed inside of me, making me throb. "You're hurting me," I said softly, trying to push my hips back from his. The way I was laying made it difficult. I gasped loudly as he did it again. "I can't handle it. I can't handle you in me like that," I tried telling him. "You hurt when you do that."

He jerked completely away from me, pulling out. I felt sore once we were apart. He looked at me a moment and let his head drop into his hands. "I'm so sorry," he finally said as he got up and started to grab his boxers. "I shouldn't have done this," he mumbled.

I grabbed his hand. "No, no… I want to; I just want you to be gentler. I told you I was a virgin."

Paul sighed and held my hand for a moment. "I don't know if I trust myself."

"I trust you, you won't hurt me, I know you won't. Just... finish," I pleaded with him. I would have never thought I'd be begging Paul Kimkirk to have sex.

He looked into my eyes; longing was shining through. "Okay." He broke the stare and looked down at himself. "But there's one small problem."

I looked down and realized the problem. He'd only had one condom and the one that he was taking off was ripped through. I bit down my bottom lip, waiting for him to speak. He didn't say anything for a while as we sat there.

"You don't have to have one," I finally said. I trusted Paul enough to know he didn't have anything I could catch, and he could always just pull out.

Paul looked surprised as he took my hands in one of his. "Are you sure?"

I nodded and leaned up to kiss his jaw. "I'm sure. What are the chances I'll get pregnant tonight, anyway?"

He hesitated a moment before he turned his face toward mine and kissed my bottom lip, starting push me back down so that I was on my back. He moved back on top of me, looking slightly pained. "Paul… it's okay," I whispered.

Paul nodded, looking like he was holding something back as he pressed his chest against mine and put his head in the nape of my neck; I toyed with hair black hair, loving the coarseness of it. He kissed my neck lightly, making me shift under him.

"Just tell me if it hurts. I'll stop this time, I promise," he said into my ear, his breath tickling me.

I nodded and took a deep breath, bracing myself as he pressed into me again. I squeezed my eyes shut when I felt him slide all the way in. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, feeling me inhale sharply.

"I'm fine, just stop talking," I said, far from being in pain. He started moving again, slower than before, the pace was just right as I adjusted and felt new waves of ecstasy. I pressed my hips up against his, urging him to go deeper.

I didn't want it to end now that I was feeling this. Paul was amazing. Every move he made me moan and gasp. I tugged on his short hair, whimpering as he sucked down on my neck. "Paul."

He obviously loved hearing me say his name. I was starting to feel light headed as I felt something I hadn't experienced before take me over. My back arched as I gave into it, pure bliss. I couldn't help but press my mouth onto his shoulder, knowing if I didn't I'd wake everyone up from expressing that feeling.

Paul made a half groan/half growling sound as he shuddered and his spine did something I couldn't quite place for a moment. He let himself rest on top of me, both of us catching our breath. "I should go," he said suddenly, sitting up and rolling off of me.

I grabbed his arm. "No, don't. Not yet. We still have a while." I didn't want him to go yet, I wanted him to stay and hold me.

Paul moved my hand from his arm. "I can't. I'm not okay," he said in a strained voice as he started grabbing his clothes and pulling them on quickly.

I held the sheets up to myself as he hurried around getting his stuff. "But Paul, we just slept together for the first time and you're leaving?" I held back the emotions that were threatening to take over.

He sat down on the edge of my bed as he pulled his shoes on. "I can't stay with you. I don't trust myself right now, I might..." he sighed as he stood back up.

I blinked, not sure if it was still after effects when I thought I saw his shape blur for a moment. "You wont do anything wrong, I know you won't." I tried to plead with him. If he left I would feel like I'd been used. I grabbed the sheets and got up, still holding them around me. "Please don't go."

Paul stood by the window, looking torn. Something didn't seem quite right with him somehow. Something was off. "I might though, I can't control myself sometimes. I'll see you later though, okay?" He reached over and hugged me tightly, warming me with his body heat. "I'm not leaving because of you or because I slept with you, okay?"

I felt a few tears escape my eyes as I nodded my head against him, not really believing it. "Are you going to leave me now?" I whispered.

Paul lifted my chin with one finger so I could look at him. "I'm not, I promise, I just can't be here at this moment. I swear to you, I'll come by the store when you're there in a few hours." He kissed me one last time before he released me. "Don't cry," he said softly as he jumped out hitting the ground with a thud.

I watched him as he took off at a faster pace than I would have thought possible into the forest. I frowned when I heard the sound of several wolves howling in the distance. I wasn't sure what to believe- my own thoughts or his words.