Okay, I know it's been forever since I updated - I don't even know if anyone is still interested in my stories - but I finally got a chapter done. RL caught up with me once again, and it took me so long to pull myself together... anyway, just a warning - there is sex in this chapter! You have been warned, the M warning is there for a reason. Love to you all, and I hope to be updating this story and my others with more chapters very soon. Writer's block is a bitch, am I right? Okay, so chapter title comes from Never Knew I Needed - NeYo, it isn't mine! The characters aren't mine either, I just like to play. You know the drill... XoXo - angelicmethod

*I Know You See Me*

*Bella's POV – You're The Beginning And The End Of Every Chapter*

I cracked my eyes open slowly, the bright light of a rare sunny day wrapping me in warmth. It was beautiful, and I relished the feeling on my skin. But it wasn't the warmth of the day that was keeping me sedate and comfortable; it was the snoring russet man, lying on his stomach with his face shoved into my pillow and his arm thrown across my waist.

I let my eyes trace each curve and rise of flesh; watching, waiting and counting every breath he took as I felt a huge smile pull across my lips. This was the most amazing day of my life, and it had only just started. There was nothing I could ever do again in my life that would feel as good as this moment, except maybe marry Jacob, or have his children growing inside me. But this moment, this exact second in time was everything I'd ever hoped for, and my smile grew bigger as I leaned over and kissed Jacob's cheek softly. The feel of his skin beneath my lips was so warm and soft, except the slight scruff that was growing there. He was perfect and I never wanted this moment to end.

But I had to pee, really bad.

I rolled away from Jacob and maneuvered myself from under his muscular arm, making my way to the bathroom slowly. The ache between my legs flared to life and I tried to keep the tears out of my eyes as I took care of business. I couldn't help the slight hiss that made its way from my lips as I wiped up. There was a bit of blood, but I assumed that that was normal. After all, I'd been a virgin and Jacob wasn't exactly a small man, in any way.

I stood in front of the mirror and examined myself closely. I didn't look much different, not that I thought I would. Physically I was the same, but I could tell that emotionally I was very different. The only physical changes were that my muscles were sore, and my hair was a rat nest, but I'd never felt more beautiful in all my life.

I was Jacob's now, in every way I could be, except for one…

"Bells?" His voice was soft but a bit hoarse from sleep and I felt another smile pull across my lips.

"Yeah, baby," I answered as I turned away from the mirror and walked toward my bedroom. I stopped in the doorway and watched him turn toward me. His eyes meeting mine and a smile pulling across his lips.

"Shit, I could get used to this," he laughed. I wasn't sure exactly what he was talking about, but I nodded anyway. I could get used to the fact that my Jacob was lying in my bed, naked and looking like he was the one that had been thoroughly and completely fucked.

"I love you," I said as I crawled back into the bed beside him. I couldn't help but want to be close to him, and even though my body was protesting, I wanted to feel him inside of me again. "I've never felt anything like this before, Jacob. I love you so much and I'm glad you came after me."

The tears sprung up unexpectedly, and I fought so hard to keep them contained, but I just couldn't. Sniffling loudly, I tucked my face into the warm chest of my wolf and cried. I shed tears that had been building up since the night I'd left him standing outside my father's house, his eyes meeting mine as Alice peeled away from the curb. I cried for the missed years; the loneliness and ache from being away from the man I was meant to be with.

"Don't get all mushy on me, Bells. You can't get rid of me again, ever."

"I don't even want t-to joke about that," I sobbed. "I can't even think about b-being away from you again, I'd d-die."

"Hey," he soothed, sitting up in the bed and pulling me tighter against his chest. My eyes fluttered for a moment as I felt the soft pads of his thumbs wiping away my tears. "I'm in this for the rest of my life, and considering I don't age right now, that's a long fucking time. I don't even want you thinking about the past anymore, okay? We're together, and nothing – no one, will ever come between us, do you hear me?"

I couldn't answer that question – what did he mean he wasn't aging?

"But, if you don't age, what happens to me?"

"I stop phasing, we get married and live happily with kids and a house and all that other stuff women want. I don't care, Bella, we can figure it all out."

The conviction in his voice was enough to abate my tears and I stared up at him in awe. How could this be my life? What had I ever done to deserve such a wonderful, beautiful man like Jacob? I knew in my heart that I didn't deserve him, or any of his love and understanding.

"Stop," he sighed heavily as he held my chin gently in his hand, his eyes meeting mine with such a burning gaze that I couldn't have looked away even if I'd wanted to. "Just stop over thinking everything, Bella. I can see it in your eyes, and you have to stop."

"I'm sorry, I really am. I just... how is this real? After all I've done, why do I deserve to be happy?"

"Because whether you believe it or not, you're a wonderful person. A little slow when it comes to making your feelings known, but we're not going to talk about the past anymore, right, baby?"

Before I could even nod, his face came closer to mine, his eyes still locked with my own. I could feel his breath ghosting across my lips a moment before he took them over in a kiss. Every sense was being overwhelmed by Jacob – his scent invaded my nostrils, his body pressed against mine as his lips and mouth led me in a sweet, spine tingling kiss.

I pulled away and gasped, completely aware of Jacob's every move. His lips were now trailing down my neck toward my collar bone, his tongue lathing a warm trail toward my shoulder and back before he blew a soft breath across the wet skin. I could feel the goosebumps raise in surrender as Jacob played my body like a finely tuned instrument.

No one else would ever be able to touch me this way, of that fact I was absolutely sure.

"Please, Jacob," I whispered hoarsely. "I need you."

"I'm right here," he whispered back, his breath once again fanning across my skin, coaxing a few more shivers of pleasure from my body. "I'm never going anywhere, Bella. You're stuck with me."

"Yes, oh, yes." My words were once again cut short as Jacob pressed his lips against mine and he gently pushed me back against the pillows, his body covering mine. My legs instinctively opened and I was once again aware of how warm he was and how good his skin felt against mine. Everything about this was right, and I couldn't get enough.

My lungs were burning from the lack of oxygen, and my heart was tattooing an insane rhythm behind my ribcage, but I couldn't stop. I wanted more. I needed Jacob more than breath.

"My Bella," he sighed breathily as he broke the kiss, his dark eyes flashing with lust and love. Every emotion raw and bared for me to see. That was one thing about Jacob that hadn't changed, he could never hide his emotions from me, because they shone in his eyes at all times.

"My Jacob," I answered softly, as I ran my fingers gently up his arms until my arms were wrapped around his neck. "I love you."

"And I love you." With those words, he pushed forward, and we were once again connected in the most intimate of ways.

My eyes crossed slightly as I felt him pulse inside of me, the stretch and burn not quite as intense as the night before. My knees locked around his hips as he moved in and out at a slow, but steady pace. The feeling was much different this time, the spot he had hit inside me the night before even more sensitive and sending shocks of pleasure throughout my body. I wanted so badly to be the brave, sexually aware woman and tell Jacob what I wanted and needed him to do to bring me to the brink, but I was still that shy, scared, inexperienced girl.

I watched Jacob's face, his eyes as they became heavily lidded, his mouth as the tip of his tongue darted out a bit to wet his lips as moans escaped.

This was what I was made for, to give this man everything he wanted and needed, and I would spend the rest of forever doing just that. We had all the time in the world for me to learn how to tell him how to touch me.

My train of thought stopped as Jacob's hips shifted just so, and that spot, that spot was hit with the biggest rush of pleasure I'd ever felt in my life.

"Fuck!" My eyes widened, and Jake smiled like the cat that ate the canary as he did it once more. His hips shifted forward harder as that spot was rubbed once again with the most delicious friction.

"Thought I'd get your attention back where it needed to be," he whispered coyly as he shifted his hips once again, harder this time, and I had to control myself not to scream in pleasure and pain.

I should have known that Jake would be able to please me – I never should have doubted this man.

I watched closely as Jacob leaned his body back a bit, my arms dropping from around his shoulders as he sat back on his haunches and thrust forward again, his eyes watching – observing – every movement in and out.

"We look so good like this," he growled as he picked up his pace. Sweat beaded on my chest and forehead as Jacob's body temperature rose, he was raising mine to match his. I watched his muscles moving beneath his skin, his beautiful hips as they met my own and I cried out in pleasure more as he took me to the precipice of what promised to be the strongest orgasm I'd ever experienced.

"That's it, baby," he coaxed as he began to touch me with one hand, his nimble fingers finding my clit with ease. "Let me see you cum. I'm not going to stop until you cum for me, Bells."

I couldn't look away, though my eyes felt heavy. I couldn't concentrate on anything anymore but the feelings coursing through my body. The dam was going to break, I could feel it. My legs began to tremble, my hands found purchase in the sheets as my toes curled.

I could feel myself becoming tighter, a building pressure inside of me was going to give at any moment – and my eyes met Jacob's.

"I love you, my Bella," he smiled as he thrust once more, his fingers still working my clit. That was it, that was all I could take as I let myself go.

"Yes! Oh my, God – Jacob! I love you – I love you so much!"

My world spun around me, my fingers locked so hard that they hurt and my legs shook as my breathing became quick, shallow pants. I couldn't catch my breath, my heart was still beating that rapid staccato inside my chest and I swear I felt something wet... down there.

Jacob slid out of me, having met his own orgasm at the same time I'd had mine. He lay down beside me, once russet arm wrapping tightly around my waist and his eyes still on me.

It took some effort, but I finally turned my head and looked at him.

"W-what was that?" I asked, stupidly. Of course he'd just given me the most amazing orgasm of my life, and apparently it had knocked some of my brain cells out of whack.

"You gave me so much pleasure last night, I wanted to make it up to you. This is about the both of us, not just me."

He was just so wonderful. Was this man for real?

"I have never experienced anything like that in my life, holy shit. My legs feel like Jell-o," I laughed. My breathing had finally returned to normal, and my heart seemed like it had slowed back to where it should be, but I still felt wet... wetter than normal.

"I think I may have something wrong with me, I think I... wet myself or something."

I was completely embarrassed. How could I pee during sex? I just wanted to curl up in a corner and disappear.

"Baby," Jacob laughed softly as he tucked his face into my neck, planting a series of gentle kisses there. "You didn't wet yourself."

"But I'm all wet down there, and the sheets are soaked!"

"Yeah, um... you squirted a bit. Female ejaculation."

When I didn't say anything, he continued.

"Not every woman can do it, but it just means when you orgasm, sometimes you actually... you know – squirt."

"So I didn't pee on you?"

Jacob laughed louder, his arm tightening around me. "No, baby. I love that I could please you that much, that your body was relaxed enough to do what it did. Are you feeling okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

I shook my head. Was he kidding? I felt that farthest thing from hurt. I was on some sort of orgasm induced high at the moment. I may have hurt the night before, and I was still sore, but this was my idea of what sex should be like. And they say: "Practice makes perfect".

If this is what it would be like from now on, I never wanted to stop having sex with Jacob... ever. Though, that could put a slight damper on our social lives and work.

Unfortunately, we would have to leave this bedroom at some point.

*Jacob's POV*

I watched as Bella let her mind run away from her again. This girl was just too much. Life would never be the same again, not that I would complain. I was completely smitten – my heart felt as if it was going to burst from all the emotions running through me – but we did still have to sort through some things. Like Bella's inability to listen to reason when it came to her safety.

Now that we were together, there would be no more running off or putting herself in harms way.

And there was also the matter of hunting down a certain bloodsucker and kicking his fucking teeth down his throat – but Bella didn't need to be privy to all the details.

"We should take a shower, Bells – the pack is probably wondering where I am, and I have to make sure that everyone is okay."

Her eyes met mine again, and for a moment I wanted to take it all back and just stay in bed with her. But we had lives, jobs – people that depended on us. As much as we both wanted to, we couldn't shut out the real world forever.

"I love you, Jake." Her smile was so bright, her eyes open and honest. This was how it should have been five years ago, but now wasn't the time to rehash that shit. We were moving forward together, and I'd be damned if I would think about the past again.

"I love you, too."

And I did, I loved her with my entire being. Nothing would ever change that.

I stole one last kiss, my lips lingering on hers for a few moments longer than was probably necessary, then I got out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom. I listened closely as she shuffled behind me, a slight hiss escaping her lips.

"You sure you're okay? You sore?" I asked as I turned on the faucet in the shower.

"I'm a little sore, but I feel good. I swear, Jake, I feel wonderful – thoroughly sexed in every way possible."

"We have some other positions I'd like to get you in, so not every way possible, but I get what you mean."

She swatted my chest and stepped into the shower. I didn't hesitate, I stepped in behind her and pulled the curtain closed. I would be a gentleman and shower, she needed a bit of a break anyway and I wasn't kidding that we needed to get back to reality. My pack was probably getting antsy, and I needed to brief them on what had happened.

We took our time washing up, just enjoying a little bit of time together. I still couldn't get over the fact that Bella Swan, the girl I had loved since I was a kid, was standing in front of me naked. Hell, I was in my own personal version of Heaven right now. It really was too bad we had to head back to the rez.

We finished up in the shower and then got dressed. As we walked out into the kitchen, Bella's phone started ringing. I just looked at her with a smile and continued on to the fridge to fix some food as she answered the call with a heavy sigh.

"Hello?"

"Bella, what the hell happened to you last night?"

I listened closely as I went about making something to eat – Charlie was pissed off, that much was obvious.

"Dad, I'm sorry I ran off without telling you. Something came up last minute and I had to come back to Port Angeles, but everything is fine now and I'm coming back to Forks with Jake this afternoon."

"Jake? You're with Jacob?"

Uh-oh... Was that a gun cocking in the background?

"Dad, stop it – I'm not a little girl anymore. And besides, I thought you wanted me to be with Jacob?"

"I, well – Hell, Bella... I love Jacob, always have. But you'll always be my little girl, no matter how old you are. At least tell me you're being safe."

I couldn't help it, I snorted with laughter at that. Bella glared at me before going back to the call, her back now to me.

"Dad," she hissed. "We are not having this conversation! Jacob and I will be back soon, okay? Just... I love you, and don't even think about doing anything to scare him. Or, you know – have a father talk with him."

"Bella."

"Dad, I mean it. I've waited for five years to get him back, don't even think about pulling your tough cop-dad thing on him. You hear me?"

My girl was a bad-ass – that was such a fucking turn on. Food, Jacob. There was no time to think about ravaging Bella again. There would be plenty of time for that later.

"Got it," Charlie answered with a sigh. "Just get back here. You had me worried when I got home and you'd left without so much as a note. You gotta stop doing this to me, I worry."

"I know you do, dad. I'm sorry."

"I'll see you soon, Bells."

"Okay, dad. I love you."

"Love you, too."

Bella ended the call and turned toward me, her eyes sharp and focused on me. Damn, if looks could kill.

"Jacob Ephraim Black, what am I going to do with you? Eavesdropping, really?"

"Can't really help it, Bella – sorry."

I'd gotten so used to hearing everything, it was hard to remember that it wasn't normal. I couldn't change who or what I was... it came with the territory. Besides, it wasn't like I meant to do it.

"It's okay, baby. Let's eat so we can get going, alright?"

I nodded and fixed us up some quick sandwiches. Nothing special, but it would do in a pinch. Besides, I was starving.

As we sat at the table eating together, holding hands and talking about our lives, I couldn't help but notice we'd fallen right back to where we'd been before everything had happened. Maybe Jake and Bells weren't gone after all. We were still the same kids that had become best friends, spending our afternoons together fixing up motorcycles and drinking warm sodas in my dad's garage in La Push.

This was so easy. I didn't even have to try anymore, Bella and I were well on our way to being fixed, and it was as easy as it had always been – as easy as breathing.