As Jacob's rough hands moved shakily towards my mid-drift, I contemplated the consequences of my submission. Could I do this for him? It's been months since Edward left, and he surely isn't coming back for me.
But Jacob is here.
The aforementioned suddenly spread his hot hands across my now bare stomach, rubbing his thumbs sensually along the sensitive skin.
Oh. Jacob is definitely here.
I shuddered again, but this definitely wasn't from the cold. I looked up to meet Jacob's hooded gaze, dark with unhidden desire.
"Bella.." he rasped into my ear, his hot breath on my neck sending delighted shivers down my body. He moved slowly towards my sweater again, pulling it over my head swiftly.
Was it the cold air, or Jacob's touch that made my nipples apparent through the fabric of my bra?
"Ungh.."
I almost laughed at his wordless reaction. "Ungh"? Surely I didn't look so great as to warrant his speechless desire?
But I forgot my internal mockery as Jacob positioned himself over me, hovering by the support of his arms. I instinctively tried to move closer to him; he was just so damn warm.
I can't say if my first reaction to Jacob on top of me was a mistake, or a blessing.
Because my action seemed to grant him the final permission he was looking for, as his lips crashed down on mine.
Okay. Definitely a blessing then.
An overwhelming sense of need and love poured from his lips, and I couldn't save myself from reacting to his passion. I grappled at the smooth skin of his back, trying to claw him closer to me. Our lips moved in synch, questioning and reassuring. Sneaking beneath my now flushed skin, his hand pulled my body incredibly close, our hips melding perfectly. I felt his tongue dart along my lips, begging for entrance which I willingly granted. Now it was our tongues that danced along with our lips.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I registered that I had never been able to give this to Edward. I realized I had an entirely new kind of freedom with Jacob, and this scared me.
As he pulled away to breathe, I tugged at his full bottom lip with my teeth, missing the solid warmth of his mouth on mine, but knowing I'd have to stop now, or else give Jacob all the parts of me that Edward had never wanted.
"Hmm…Bella, you taste incredible." He hummed.
"Jacob?"
"Yeah, Bells?"
"I don't…I mean…I'm just.." How do you explain to an overexcited teenage werewolf that this is as good as it gets?
I took a deep breath and tried again.
"I'm warm enough, Jacob." My attempt at a stern voice fell short when my voice shook with desire for more of his warmth.
He pulled back from where he was resting his head in the crook of my neck, and smiled playfully at me, his eyes bright with compassion.
"Of course, sweetheart…after all, I am your very own space heater, huh?"
I smiled back at him, thankful for his understanding.
"My very own," I assured him with a sad smile as I remembered the feel of Edward's cold embrace. I hugged him to me, stroking his glossy hair while I hummed "More than Words" to my Jacob. He would sing this to me in his garage while I watched him deftly work on the engine of his rabbit. The sound of his deep voice was always reassuring, no matter how many times it cracked throughout the sweet melody.
I could feel the vibrations reverberate through his body to mine, as he hummed along with me.
It was always simple moments like these that made me love Jacob a little more.