Chapter 5
Jacob's POV
I burst into the house, trembling from my latest phase.
"Bella!" I yelled. "Bella, come down here NOW!"
Silence.
I stormed up the stairs and busted open the door to our bedroom.
"BELLA!"
But there was nobody there.
Confused, I trampled around the house, looking in bathrooms, corridors, little side closets, even cabinets.
Nothing.
Then it hit me. Fuck, I thought. She's still with Edward.
Furious, I stormed around my home with no direction. I started smashing windows and drawers with my bare fists, leaving bloody marks on the carpet.
Suddenly, I fell on my knees as long, dry sobs shook my body. And I failed to keep the inevitable thought out of my mind: You're losing her.
I wailed and slammed aching hands on the floor. And slowly, my body inched down until I was sprawled out, drowning in the mocking sounds of alone in the air.
…..
Bella's POV
I sighed. I don't deserve this, I thought. To be so, profoundly, happy.
And while I was, let me remind you, cheating on my husband.
Bu that word felt wrong. Because what I was doing wasn't wrong. It was so, amazingly, guiltily perfect.
I groaned, and Edward looked up quickly
"What's wrong, Bella?" I could see that worried look I knew so well creep onto his face.
"Why did we ever get divorced? What crazy idea made us think it was what was right?"
He closed his eyes. "That exact question has been gnawing at my mind for 15 years."
"15 long years," I grumbled.
He wove his fingers into my hair and pulled my eyes up to his.
"But were together now. Right?" He said hopefully.
I nodded, then hesitated. "An affair?" The word didn't really fit this context, but it was the best I could come up with.
"For now," he said slowly. Then he brought my lips closer to meet his.
My mouth opened like a blossom to meet his intruding tongue as his hands moved down from my hair to hold my waist, pulling me closer to him.
I reached my legs around his hips and straddled him until I was sitting on his lap. He hungrily kissed up and down my neck as I moaned in pleasure. And when I began to grind against him, the memories came flooding back in vivid detail.
I heard Edward groan, and felt him get hard against my thigh. He looked up at me, and had question in his eyes.
I quickly nodded, and he promptly began to rip off my clothes, casting them away into the surrounding snow. I did the same to his.
As I felt my naked skin against his, a rush of energy and lust overcame me.
But before I could act on it, I felt Edward's kisses travel lower and lower on my body until his lips found my nipple. He lightly nibbled, and I arched my back in delight.
He moved down again until his head was on my stomach, caressing my every line with his tongue. Then I realized where he was heading next.
"Edward. Y-you don't have to." Every cell in my body denied it, but I spoke anyway.
He looked up, and smiled. "Oh, but I want to."
A few seconds later, he reached his destination. I whimpered as he lightly put his tongue at the edge of my folds and slowly tasted me.
He looked up. "Bella? Are you okay?"
"EDWARD!" I screeched. Then I calmed myself down. "Please don't stop. I'm fine."
He chuckled, and returned to my opening.
I arched my back to force his tongue in deeper, and he obliged. I could sense him sweeping over places inside me that I didn't even know existed.
I felt a coil of something burning inside me. Something extraordinary. I just had to get the end of it.
As he nibbled on my clit, and forced his tongue up and down inside me, I knew I was almost there.
I weaved my fingers into his hair and rocked my hips against his already glistening face. So close.
As he thrust his tongue one more hard time, I came. My back arched even more as I screamed unintelligible strings of words. I pulled the roots of his hair almost out of his head as I moaned.
Slowly, the feeling racking my body died down, leaving a sense of pure bliss in its wake. I brought his soaking face back up to mine, and lightly kissed his lips.
"Thank you," I murmured exhaustedly, hardly able to keep open my drooping eyelids.
He kissed me on the forehead and laid down by my side, taking my hand in his.
But I wasn't done yet.
I rolled until I was on top of him, and gently glided my hands down his body until I found his hard member.
Once I got a good hold on it, I began to slide his shaft back and forth. Then I swallowed, told myself This is Edward, and began to replace my hands with my mouth.
"Bella. Wait."
I quickly sat up, guiltily relieved for the interruption. After all, sex is sex. But a blow job… I wasn't ready for that yet.
"The thing is…" he said, hesitating. "I don't know if I can let you do that." He looked down. "I like to pleasure you. Hell, it's amazing that I get to have you. But to have you pleasure me… it just seems wrong. You shouldn't have to do that."
I rolled my eyes. "Edward. You've got it all backwards. I-"
He put a finger to my lips. "Not tonight."
I sighed (albeit gratefully). "Fine. But someday..." I caught his eyes, and he nodded. I smiled contentedly, and put my head on his chest. He held me so close, as if he were afraid to lose me again. I laughed to myself.
Like I would let that happen.