Nightmares

Chapter 7

Jacob's Point of View

I couldn't sleep tonight. I wanted to, but I just couldn't. Instead of sleeping I was thinking about Leah. She did look kinda cute. She was, actually, when she slept. I also liked how close I was to her. He heat only made me feel warmer when I was next to her. Again, I blame this on my human/animal hormones. I just wanted to put my fingers through her hair and never let go. I wanted to caress her and never stop. This reminded me of that night after the bonfire…

My train of thought soon got interrupted with Leah's heavy breathing and squirms. One of her arms reached out to my arm. Her nails dug into my skin.

I got up from the couch, trying not to hurt her on the process, and the looked at my bicep. Her nails were etched on my shoulder. It burned. Her nails graved far in. Maybe she woke up and decided to give me a piece of her own medicine when she found me lying next to her.

Leah gasped. "Did I do that?" she asked breathlessly. Horror was stricken on her face.

I returned her gaze. "Yeah," I replied. I switched it back onto my shoulder. The scratch was already healed. But her nail crescents were still visible. She was freaking me out. What was wrong with her?

"I'm sorry, Jake. It was just a bad dream." She sighed. Since when was Leah afraid of her dreams? She got up from the couch and wrapped her arms around me. I felt a warm tear trail down my neck. Leah never cried about anything unless she was really troubled. Heck, she never even cried in front of anyone.

I automatically wrapped my hands around her too. This felt a little awkward because I've never felt her like this. But after just a few seconds of our embrace, it felt as if I've been waiting my whole life for this one night. I felt the heavy burden lift off my shoulders.

With her still wrapped in my arms, I pulled guided her back into the sofa. I still had my grip tightly. Tonight I was going to let her sleep in my arms—if it would comfort her. I was going to try to take the bad dreams go away.

"Thanks Jacob. You're a really good friend," she said.

Hearing her say that I was a good friend wasn't enough. I wanted to hear her say that I was the best. Better than Sam ever was to her. But what was the use if we weren't even close to having a romantic relationship? One day, both of us would imprint and then it would be the final days of our close friendship. "Don't worry… Lee. It was just an accident." I was about to call her honey, but maybe she would flip out. Calling her by her name seemed like the better choice. I reached down and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

With her free hand, she pulled my face down towards hers. She closed her eyes for a second and then re-opened them. She continued with her expedition.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest when her soft warm lips met mine. They tasted just like candy—Strawberry Starburst—and I craved more.

It was only one peck. That's it? No. I needed to kiss her more. It wasn't just a craving. It became an intense necessity too. I quickly crushed my lips onto hers.

Still kissing, I let her loose and I flipped myself on top of her. She looked up at me and then wrapped her hands on the small of my back.

"Jake, this is wrong. You don't know what you're doing," she warned, in between breaths. Her heart was also beating strongly against her chest. She wanted me too—I could tell—or else she would have kicked me off by now.

"Then teach me, Lee," I said, practically moaning.

I reached down, so our lips could meet again. My hands started trembling. It they failed me, I would come down crashing onto her. And that would really kill the moment.

I have no idea how it happened, but Leah was now on top of me. She was being the "teacher."

My fingers trailed from her neck all the way down to her waist. There was a problem, though. Her boxers were in the way of my experimental expedition. I needed to feel her. I yanked them off of her and continued experimenting. One question was popped into my head. Was she ever safe with Sam?

"Leah, were you protected when you and Sam…?" I trailed off. She slowly started to grind against me. It felt like the inner animal in me was about to explode.

"No," she stated.

I stopped kissing her. The fact that she was protected freaked me out. That means that somewhere beyond, there would be Sam germs. Nasty to think about it that way…

"I'm just kidding," she said. "I swear, I was kidding."

She started working on me. She kissed my neck softly while I did the same on her. This time I kicked my boxers off.

"Just teach me already," I pled.

She loosened up and eventually teased me. I didn't like this game. She trailed her hands on my chest, massaging my abdomen. It felt good, but I was dying to have the feeling of it… I guess I would be making the move.

I stripped her from the remaining clothes she had on. She had so little, that it was easy. I got up from the bottom and assembled myself in the best position. Tonight would be the night… the night that I become a man. I didn't have any experience, but I would do it like how those Romance Genre movies did it.

Short, short, short chapter.

R&R3