A/N: Here we go, things are gonna start picking up for our love birds from here out – And the story will start earning its M rating. So if you're not comfortable with details, here's your warning. Thanks to all who have reviewed, I love hearing what you think!
As Jacob turned onto the trail that would lead him up to the old white house, he began to feel nervous. The hours since Renesmee had left him at the garage had passed even slower than those of the morning. He'd passed the time by playing out different scenarios in his head of how tonight would go, every one of them ending with his body pressed up against hers. It wasn't that all he wanted from her was sex, far from it. He wanted to get to know her, he wanted to take her out and introduce her to his friends and family. But at the same time, he had to touch her, kiss her, feel her hands on him; it was like a compulsion, and no matter how tame his scenarios started out, they always seemed to end the same way. But now that he was here, he was beginning to lose his nerve.
When he reached the end of the driveway, Jake killed the engine and lowered the kickstand on his bike. He got off and made his way up to the front door, giving himself a little pep talk along the way, just remember to breathe and relax. Smile, tell her she looks nice and you're happy she asked you to come over. He repeated this to himself as he rang the doorbell and waited for her to answer.
After a minute, Jake could hear footsteps getting closer on the other side of the door and everything he'd been thinking flew out of his head. When the door opened and she was finally standing there in front of him, Jake couldn't think of anything to say.
They each stood there for a moment, not saying anything, just taking the other in. She looked beautiful. Jake noticed that she had changed from earlier; she was wearing a halter top dress with different shades of green and blue and white flowers. It stopped a few inches above her knees and although Jake loved how it left so much of her alabaster skin exposed, he was beginning to feel a little self-conscious. He'd come straight from work and he was still wearing the same jeans and white shirt he'd had on all day. Looking down at himself, he could clearly see the evidence of his work; grease and dirt were smeared and splattered in various spots along his legs. His shirt was mostly clean due to the blue button up he wore over it, but he still felt under dressed.
However, if Jake could have read her mind, he'd have known how much Renesmee disagreed with him. The moment she opened the door and saw him, her heart started pounding in her chest and she was grateful he couldn't hear. He looks Delicious, she thought and then laughed to herself. She'd never used that word to describe a person before, but thinking it over, she decided that it fit extremely well. He was wearing another well-fitted shirt, but this one was white and she could just make out the lines of his muscles underneath. She could see the smears of grease on his jeans as well and all together it gave her a pleasant thrill. She knew he was a man who worked hard with his hands and body and it made her think about all the ways he could work her.
They each seemed to realize in the same instant that they'd been starring and Jake gave Renesmee a sheepish smile while she blushed in return. After clearing her throat, she finally found her voice. "Hey Jake. Uh, thanks for coming over. Come on in," and she stepped back, opening the door wider to give him room to pass.
Jake nodded and wiped his shoes off on the mat outside the door before making his way into the house. "Thanks for having me. You look real good. I'm sorry I didn't change before comin' over."
Renesmee shut the door and turned to face Jake, a slight blush on her cheeks from his compliment. "Thank you, and…" she paused, trying to compose herself so she could say this next part without going up in flames, "you didn't need to change, you look real good too."
Those 5 words made Jakes head spin, she thinks I look good, he thought to himself. He gave her a half smile and couldn't stop himself from taking a step towards her, he just needed one touch.
God he's sexy when he smiles like that, she thought, and then froze when he took a step closer; he had long legs, it was a big step.
Only a few inches separated them now and as Jake raised his hand, Renesmee's heart started beating double time in her chest, but she didn't back away. She wanted…no, she had to see what he would do. When his fingers touched the side of her face, she stopped breathing.
Very delicately, as if he were afraid he'd break her, Jake brushed his fingers down the side of her cheek and back up before tucking her hair behind her ear. He dropped his hand back to his side then but didn't step away.
As he stood there starring at her, Renesmee wasn't sure what she should do. She wanted to go to him, she wanted to run her hands up his chest, over his shoulders and into his hair; but she wasn't sure if she should. She thought she should say something but her throat had gone dry and she had to swallow a couple of times before she could talk. "I, um…" she paused to let out a nervous chuckle. "Are you hungry?"
Jake was feeling a lot of things at that moment; want, need, desire. But hunger wasn't one of them, well, at least not for food. He could tell that she was nervous though and he knew he had to tone it down. She had invited him here, she must have had an agenda, a purpose; he didn't want to push her so he'd let her set the pace. Taking a step back to give them both room to breathe he said, "I'm pretty much always up for eating, especially if you're doing the cooking."
Remembering what Jake had said about him being a horrible cook, Renesmee let out a chuckle as she turned and started towards the kitchen. "Yes," she began, "I'll be doing the cooking. In fact, everything's almost already done, I just need your help with one thing."
Jake followed but after hearing that he hesitated. "Uh, help with what exactly? I really meant what I said last time Ness, I'm no good in the kitchen."
Renesmee turned to look at him, she was going to tease him, but something else he had said registered and she changed her mind and asked, "What did you say?"
Jacob held up his hands and smiled as he said, "I told you last time, I have absolutely no cooking abilities."
"No not that," she said, waving her hand to dismiss what he'd said. "Did you call me…Ness?" She asked hesitantly.
"Oh, um…" He broke off to run a nervous hand through his hair. He'd been calling her that to himself the past few days, but he hadn't meant for it to come out and he was worried about what she'd think of it. "Yeah, sorry, I've sorta been calling you that…in my head."
"You have?" She asked. Renesmee knew how much she'd been thinking about Jake over the past week, but she had no idea if he'd been thinking about her as well until that moment. She realized it made her happy to know he had, more than happy actually, it made her ecstatic. She didn't care what Jake called her, in fact, she kind of liked that he'd come up with his own name for her.
"Yeah," he said, managing to look sheepish. "Renesmee is a beautiful name, but it's kind of a mouthful and-"
She cut him off then and said, "Its okay, I like it…and you're right, Renesmee is a mouthful."
Jake looked relieved as he asked. "Really, you don't mind?"
"Of course not. I've never had a nick-name before, it's nice."
"Okay then…Ness." Jake said tentatively, like he was trying it out.
She didn't know why, but hearing him call her Ness made her blush and she turned back around to head to the kitchen, hoping he hadn't seen. "Anyway, don't worry about your lack of culinary skills, I promise I won't leave you in charge of anything," she said, trying to change the subject.
When she headed off, Jake followed. He'd seen her blush but didn't know what had embarrassed her, and he was afraid to ask and risk making her uncomfortable. He could tell she wanted to change the subject anyway and he decided to focus on dinner. Since she had brought it up, he discovered he was hungry after all.
….
Once they'd made it to the kitchen and Ness had revealed what she was making, she'd explained that all Jake needed to do was tell her what kind of toppings he wanted on his pizza. After the selections were made and the pizzas were placed in the oven to finish cooking, they'd talked about random things to pass the time. She'd asked again about his black eye and if it hurt, but Jake had brushed it off, embarrassed about picking a fight with his friend over her. He'd changed the subject by offering to set the table and Ness accepted.
Now Jake watched as she sat across the table from him, eating her pizza. They'd been sitting in silence for the past few minutes, but it wasn't awkward, it was comfortable. Every few seconds, his eyes would make their way to hers and he'd find her starring back or just looking away. He liked the fact that she seemed to be just as interested in him as he was in her.
She knew he'd been watching her as they ate, she could feel his eyes on her and every now and then, she'd look back. When their eyes would meet, it was hard to look away. They were beautiful, the darkest brown she'd ever seen, and she felt like she could lose herself in them.
Remembering her reasons for asking Jake over, she decided to concentrate on her pizza. It would be all too easy to give herself over to what she was feeling, what he made her feel, and forget what she needed to tell him. She hadn't been exaggerating when she talked about Jake with her aunt; when she was around him, she felt as if some unseen force were pulling her towards him, everything else disappeared and it was just the two of them. It was equally the best and scariest thing she'd ever experienced.
The shared silence was nice, but it was just making it easier for her to get wrapped up in the things Jake made her feel, so she decided to break it. Knowing Jake was watching, she picked up a slice of her pizza, plucked a black olive off of it and popped it into her mouth. "Are you sure you don't want to try some of my pizza?" she asked, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
In answer, Jake picked up a slice of his pizza, piled high with three different types of meat and extra cheese, and tore off a huge piece. His mouth was clearly too full to be able to speak, but Ness didn't miss the Mmmm sound he made. She watched as he chewed and was finally able to swallow the monster size bite he took. "Nope," he began when he was able to talk again, "besides, can you really call what you're eating pizza when it's covered in all those veggies? Pizza is supposed to be junk food, you've got hardly any cheese on yours and more vegetables than I eat in a month." He finished with an incredulous look on his face.
Ness took a substantially smaller bite from her piece as she listened and tried not to choke from laughter at the look on Jake's face as he described her pizza. "What happened to the man who said last weekend that he'd try any vegetables I made?" she asked.
"Ah, I'm afraid you're wrong about that," he started. "What I said was that I would reconsider eating them if you made them taste as good as that salad you made. But, if you wanted me to eat the veggies, you shouldn't have given me all those meats to choose from. You should've just made the pizza your way and I would've happily ate it." He paused to take another, smaller bite of his pizza before shrugging, "I'm a man, if I've got the choice between vegetables and meat, I'm gonna choose meat every time. You might wanna keep that in mind the next time you cook for me." He finished with a wink.
Ness laughed and set down the end of her pizza. She picked up her napkin to wipe her hands as she said, "Thanks for the tips, I'll be sure to remember that for next time."
Jake watched as she set down her napkin, pushed away from the table, picked up her plate and stood. His eyes followed her as she made her way to the sink, hypnotized by the sway of her hips. He'd only eaten a couple slices, but suddenly he wasn't hungry for pizza anymore.
As quietly as he could, he got up from his chair and started towards her. He told himself that he just wanted to be close to her, smell her, touch her soft skin. But a part of him knew that once he started, he might not be able to stop; he decided to take the risk anyway.
Ness's back was facing Jake, she'd turned the water on in the sink to rinse the plate so she hadn't heard him approach. But when she felt his warm hands settle on her hips and spread out, she gasped and gripped the counter top with her hands. She hadn't been expecting it, but the minute he touched her and she knew how close he was, it was like a fire started spreading throughout her body. She felt him get closer, his chest was pressed flush against her back now and she could feel the heat radiating off of his body. She leaned her head back onto his chest and he dipped his head down to hers. His mouth was so close to her ear, she could feel his breath as he exhaled and it sent a chill down her body.
The second Jake had reached her, had her pressed against himself, he was lost. She felt so good, he wanted to run his hands over every inch of her body but he had to go slow, he wanted to take his time and enjoy her. He dipped his head a little lower and softly ran his lips down the curve of her neck and then back up towards her ear. "Ness, turn around," he whispered into her ear. He needed to kiss her and he wanted to feel her hands slide up his arms and wrap around his neck as he did.
She heard Jakes plea and complied, letting go of the counter and turning in his arms. When she faced him, he moved closer and her backside pressed up against the cabinet. She could feel all of him against her body and a ripple of desire coursed through her stronger than anything she'd ever felt. Her hands made their way up, resting on his forearms and then sliding up to his biceps, squeezing them. Her gaze traveled up his chest, over his neck and passed his lips until her eyes locked with his. They were so much darker and filled with something, a desire, a need, and she could see in that moment how much he wanted her.
Jake started to lower his head then, keeping his eyes on hers, and Ness knew he was going to kiss her. She wanted it, she had to feel his lips on hers. But just before they made contact, she remembered; she hadn't explained things to him yet.
His tongue came out and licked his lips, he was just about to kiss her, he was so close. Her hands left his arms and pressed against his chest, but not like they were trying to feel him, like they were trying to stop him, and Jake pulled back, confused. He looked down at her, a question in his eyes but unable to get anything out.
Ness could tell Jake didn't understand why she'd stopped him. But she had to tell him, explain, make sure he knew everything before going on, he deserved the chance to choose once he knew all the facts. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to stop but…I asked you here tonight because I had to explain why I acted the way I did last time, and I can't keep going until I do."
Jake felt himself relax, for a second he had been afraid she was going to reject him. Now that he knew she only stopped him because she wanted to apologize, he was right back to wanting to kiss her. He didn't care why she'd turned him away, he was over it and he'd forgiven her the second she'd showed up at the garage this afternoon. "It's okay, it doesn't matter, you're here now," he said and smiled down at her.
He did crazy things to her insides when he smiled like that and Ness knew that she had to put some distance between them if she was going to be able to get this out. Just as he was about to lower his head again, she shimmied down and out under his arm. She turned, the counter was to her left now and she braced one hand on it as she held up the other. "No, you don't understand, it does matter." Jake turned to face her then, he was still smiling but she saw something else in his eyes, something that made her think she was heading for trouble, and she took a step backwards.
He felt like he was going crazy, that if he didn't get her back in his arms, he'd combust. It had turned into a game for him and he was determined to win. He just had to prove to her that all he cared about was that she was here, with him. "I only have three questions for you," he started as he took a small step towards her. "Do you care that I'm just a mechanic?"
"No." She answered automatically, taking another step backwards to compensate for his.
Jake smiled in response to her answer and her retreat, but he didn't relent. He took another step forward, bigger this time and asked, "Do you care that I don't have a lot of money?"
"Of course not," she replied as she tried to retreat back but was startled to feel something hard and cool against her legs, the wall, she thought to herself.
Jake saw it the moment she realized she could go back no further. The wall was behind her, the counter was to her left and he was in front. She could escape to the right, but he didn't think she would. She had a look on her face that reminded him of a deer caught in the headlights and Jake paused before making his final move, giving her a chance to compose herself. All traces of humor left his face as he asked his last question, "Do you care that I live in a small town, on an even smaller reservation, and that I probably always will?"
His line of questioning startled her. In all of the time she had spent obsessing over this man, never once had any of those things ever given her pause and she couldn't believe he had thought they would. She looked up into his eyes and all she could see now was how important her answer was to him, so she put him out of his misery, "No, I don't care"
Before all of the words were even out of her mouth, Jake made the final move. He had her back in his arms and he pressed his body into hers, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He dropped his head slowly, starring into her eyes the whole way, but he didn't go right to her lips. Instead, he brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, "That's all I need to know." Then, in a move so fast she almost missed it, he brought his head back and his lips collided with hers.
As soon as their lips met, all thoughts other then Jake and what he was doing to her left her head. She let her hands roam, they started on his forearms and made their way up, pausing to squeeze his biceps and then higher, winding around his neck and up into his hair. She felt his teeth nip at her bottom lip and then his tongue darted out to run over it, soothing it. A groan escaped her lips when she felt it, she couldn't help herself, it was wet and warm and all Jacob and she wanted to feel it again.
She parted her lips, giving Jake permission to take the kiss further, and he did. Expertly, he took her bottom lip into his mouth and began to suck. His hands, which had stayed locked on her hips up to this point, began to wander. They made their way up and around to her lower back and he splayed his fingers out, the tips of his pinky and ring fingers brushing over the top of her backside. He paused there, enjoying the feel.
Ness enjoyed it as well, but she didn't want his hands to stop, she wanted them to move lower, squeeze her, but she was too shy to ask. Instead she focused on his lips, until now he'd been doing all of the tasting and she thought it was about time she had a turn. Very slowly, as if she were experimenting, she moved her tongue forward, until finally it touched his top lip. This time Jake groaned and hearing that sound made Ness bolder. She reached her tongue out further and finally she found his.
As soon as their tongues touched, Jake felt himself twitch. He couldn't believe the things this woman was doing to him, the things she was making him feel. He felt like he was an inexperienced virgin all over again, he hadn't gotten hard from just making out since he was in high school. But he wouldn't trade a minute of it. He let his hands go further down and stop on the full, round globes of her ass. He held her there, tight in his grasp, as he pressed himself more firmly into her. He heard her let out a little gasp then and he knew she could feel all of him.
But it wasn't enough; he wanted her closer, so he let his hands slide down a little further. He stopped when he reached the top of her thighs and he squeezed the soft flesh there through the material of her dress. He wrapped each hand securely around the back of her thighs, and then he lifted.
When she felt Jake lift her, she got startled and broke the kiss, letting out a little Oh.
But she got the idea when Jake said, "wrap your legs around me Ness."
His voice was so deep and husky; it sent a shiver down her spine. She complied, wrapping her legs around his waist and locking her ankles together to hold him there. She liked the idea of Jake being imprisoned between her thighs. They were so much closer in this new position. Even through his jeans she could feel him pressed against her, and she began to ache. She flexed her butt and thigh muscles and it brought her even closer. They both let out a moan at the glorious friction it created. Seeing that it had clearly felt just as good to Jake as it had to her, she repeated the move, rubbing herself against his hardness.
Jake closed his eyes and dropped his head back, losing himself in the sensation; she just felt so good. The next time she flexed he held her there with his hands, rubbing himself against her again and again until he heard her cry out his name.
Suddenly reality started to seep into Jakes brain and he realized that things had gone a lot further a lot faster than he'd wanted them to. He'd let himself get carried away and now he was just a couple minutes away from having sex with Ness against the wall of her kitchen. He loosened his grip on her backside, enough so that she was no longer pressed so firmly against him but not enough to where she'd fall.
Ness felt the difference in Jake immediately and it was like a bucket of cold water had just been poured over her, effectively dousing the flames. She couldn't even explain what had come over her. She knew she was attracted to him, but she had completely lost control of herself. She could feel her cheeks heating up and all she could think about was putting a little distance between herself and Jake. "Can you – can you please let me down?"
Jake complied immediately. As soon as he lowered Ness to the ground and let go, he stepped back to give her some room.
"I'm sorry…I don't know what came over me." She said as she wrapped her arms around herself, not looking up from the floor once.
He felt terrible, he'd let himself get carried away and now she was apologizing. Worst of all, she wouldn't even look at him and he had the feeling she was about ready to make a run for it. He had to fix the situation and fast. Hesitantly, he reached out his hand. She didn't try to back away when he placed it on the side of her arm and he took it as a good sign.
"Ness," he said, trying to get her to look at him. When she didn't, he decided to get a little closer and he took a step towards her. She didn't move, but she didn't look up either, so Jake took the hand that had been resting on her arm and moved it to her chin. Gently, he lifted her head so that she was looking at him.
"You don't have anything to be sorry about, we both just got a little ahead of ourselves." He whispered.
Ness didn't know how he did it, but even when she was more embarrassed than she'd ever been in her entire life, he managed to send chills down her body. She tried to look away again, but Jake's hand held her chin firmly and she couldn't.
"You don't know what you do to me. When you look at me, when you touch me, it's like I can't think." She confessed
Surprised by her statement, Jake couldn't stop himself from moving his hand up slightly to cup her cheek in his palm. "You do the same thing to me. You make me forget my own name." He admitted.
It made Ness happy to know she wasn't the only one feeling this way. She was still a little embarrassed, but Jake was slowly making her feel better. "I'm glad I'm not the only one," she said with a smirk.
"Of course you're not," he stated as if it were obvious. "And as good as it feels to lose control sometimes…I wanna do this the right way."
"What do you mean?" she starred at him as his expression changed and he gave her that sexy half grin of his that made her want to melt.
"Well," he began, dragging out the e sound, "what do you say to goin on a date with me?" He asked as he moved his hand around to the back of her neck and started fingering the fine hairs at the nape.
"A date? Like a real dinner and a movie type of date?" She couldn't help the excitement that spread through her at the thought of going on a real date with Jake.
"Yeah," he answered, chuckling softly; the look on her face was just so…cute. "Like a real dinner and a movie date. I get off work at three tomorrow, I'd just wanna go home and shower and change first. I could be here by five, if that's okay with you?"
"Five is perfect." She said, and then, "but tonight is still early. You weren't going to leave yet, were you?" She bit her lip nervously waiting for his reply. Things had heated up a lot faster then she had expected them to, but she felt like she had herself under control now and she really didn't want Jake to leave.
"No," he answered. "I'm not going anywhere." And then Jake remembered what they'd been doing before their wild make-out session had started and his stomach growled.
Ness had heard it but she couldn't believe that noise had actually come from Jacob's stomach and she burst out laughing.
"I can't believe it. Here I am, half starved, and you're laughing at me?" Jake said, trying to sound put out.
It took a second but Ness was able to get her laughter under control long enough to say, "I'm sorry, it was just so unexpected…and loud." And then she started laughing again.
Jake knew how to effectively silence her laughter and he tilted his head down a little closer to hers, "What can I say, you know how to make a man work up an appetite." And then, very softly, he brushed his lips against hers before pulling back.
Ness starred up at him, her lips slightly parted and he wanted nothing more than to lean in and kiss her again. But he knew where that would most likely lead so he resisted. Instead he pulled back, removing his hand from her neck and smiled down at her.
Just that one kiss had her going again and Ness knew she'd have to be careful around him. She wanted him, but she didn't want to rush things. She was grateful that Jake seemed to want the same thing. So, she reigned in her desires and smiled back at him. "Why don't we go heat up some more of that pizza?"
Jake's grin just grew wider as he said, "I was hoping you'd say that."
Ness made her way around Jake, heading to the pizza. She was just about to grab a few slices from Jake's pepperoni, sausage and bacon pizza when he stopped her.
"I wanna try some of yours."
A/N: So I hope you liked it and I can't wait to hear what you thought.