Hey guys, well exams are over, finally! And I pretty much 2 months of relaxing, I will try to finish this story, I promise. Every spare moment, I will be writing to make up for my late updates :)

I hope you guys haven't forgotten what happened in the last chapter.
Lemons as promised although it's nothing compared to what's coming ;)

Enjoy.

Chapter 32 – The Ardour
RPOV

The trip to New York was faster than I expected, one minute we're on the plane, the next we're arriving. I don't know about you but I hate plane food. It's absolutely revolting. Jacob gobbled down the cheese and ham croissants they provided us with and I watched in horror as he did so.

After that we were at the airport, waiting for our bags. Grandpa Carlisle had us booked for the next week at the St Regis. Plus extra money for sight seeing and shopping. I wasn't complaining though, we literally had thousands of dollars just lying around in the house; my excuse was that it was good to spend it… That way if we were robbed… there wouldn't be that much to rob… ish.

Anyway, after we got out bags and that sorted we headed to the hotel. Jake waved down a cab and the driver helped to load out bags into the trunk.

"New York… Wow." I said astounded while the taxi drove toward the hotel. It was so amazing looking at Times Square. I've always wanted to come to New York; I just never had the chance. Jacob tightened his arms around me and smiled at my enthusiasm.

Our room was more than anything I'd ever expected. When the concierge had opened the cream coloured door I was exposed to the most beautiful room I'd ever seen. I walked in and looked at the soft beige coloured couch, marvelling at the complementary colours of the red-brown side tables. When I turned to my left a white marble fireplace looked back. I was in heaven.

That was until the concierge opened the French sliding doors to the bedroom. That was when I had gone to cloud nine. The room was relatively large and in the centre was a king size bed draped with creamy pink sheets with chocolate brown coloured pillows. There was a soft misty rose coloured canopy above the bed and it made me want to fall into a peaceful slumber.

Jacob just leaned against the wall and watched as I marvelled at the beauty of our suite. He had a satisfactory smirk on his face as he watched. When the concierge led me to the bathroom I felt as though my heart had stopped. The white marble sinks with a marble bath tub and glass shower. Dearie me. I was going to have a heart attack soon.

After that the concierge left us to get settled in, as soon as he walked out that door I squealed and jumped on the bed like a five year old, I appreciated the beauty while laying down and observing that hanging above me was a glass chandelier.

"I take it you like the suite then?" Jacob said and chuckled while walking over to the bed and laying down next to me.

"It's so beautiful." I giggled and breathed a sigh of contentment. "It's everything I ever dreamed it would be like." I smiled and looked over at him to see him looking at me with adoring eyes.

"Yes it is." He smiled and pressed his soft lips against mine. I placed my hand on his cheek and pulled his face closer deepening our kiss. His hand rested on the small of my back, dragging my body closer and allowing his muscles to press into me.

"We have a whole week to ourselves, alone, in this apartment... I'm starting to piece together why you brought me here." I giggled and pressed my lips back to his.

He looked at me in mock horror, "Never!" he whispered as if he were shocked I would even think that before pressing his sweet lips to mine. He moved to kiss my cheek and neck where trailed his tongue along the tip of my chin. I giggled at the ticklish sensations provided by the stubble on his cheek making slight contact with my skin.

"Does that tickle?" He smiled and I laughed again when he pressed his chin to the nape of my neck and trailed it back up.

"Ahh, Jake stop!" I laughed; his beard stubble was going to be the death of me. He continued to rub his stubble against my neck, then my chest, the vibration of his laughter made it even more ticklish and before I knew it I was writhing uncontrollably with giggles.

"I thought you weren't ticklish." He sniggered and continued his torturous tickles.

"I'm—" I couldn't help but squeal when he pressed his cheek against my stomach "I'm—n-n-not." I said in between the fits of laughter. I was kicking my legs in the air while he laid between them and lifted my shirt up even more to press his stubble against my cleavage. "Ahh!" I shrieked with glee.

Eventually he couldn't stop laughing and gave up his little torture to kiss me. "I can't go that long without kissing you." He smiled and pressed his lips against mine again. He nibbled on my lower lip, stretching it a bit with his playful lips, begging for permission to enter. I didn't say anything; instead I grabbed his hair and pulled his head closer. With a small moan I surrendered my self control to this mighty creature that lay atop me.

He ran his hand down my bare stomach and lifted my shirt a little when he roamed my chest freely. I raised my arms above my head and gestured for him to take it off fully, which he did quite enthusiastically. He tossed it on the floor and looked me up and down before smiling and kissing me again.

"Nayeli." He whispered in Quileute, and kissed my cheeks, eyelids and forehead before settling with my lips again.

"What does that mean?" I opened my eyes to look at him and he looked back at me with his ethereal brown eyes. I could stare into his eyes and lose myself.

"It means 'I love you'." He whispered again and smiled.

"Nayeli." I whispered back to him and smiled, he was so amazing, I know that not many people spoke Quileute but that's what made it so special when he did. It was so romantic, almost dream-like.

He chuckled a little at my slight mispronunciation and kissed me knowing that I meant to say 'I love you' too. I made a mental note that when we had children, I would tell Jacob to teach them how to speak the language. That way they'd be charming all the ladies.

His warm hand rested on the small of my back and my leg was hitched around his hip, it was so sensual yet so intimate. I could lie like this forever and be happy. I think this trip was exactly what Jake and I needed, we needed to get away together alone to rekindle the flame that seemed to be dulling over the past couple of weeks.

I moved my hand in between us to get to the buttons on Jacob's shirt. He decided that on this trip he wasn't going to phase at all which gave him an excuse to use the button-up shirts and expensive jeans that Aunt Alice and grandma Esme had given him.

It was a bit of a pain though when I had to go through eight individual buttons. Eventually I got there and I exposed the bronze muscles that contrasted with my pale complexion. I always wondered whether it bothered him that I was such a different colour to him.

"It doesn't make any difference to me what colour you are." He smiled and I giggled.

"Did it again, didn't I?" I blushed knowing that I'd unwillingly shown him my thoughts again. He just nodded and kissed my forehead, I knew he didn't mind, but it was weird because I never know when I'm doing it and when I'm not.

"It's actually very interesting when you show me what you're thinking." He chuckled like he knew things I didn't want him to know. I was instantly mortified. "Don't worry, it's nothing bad." He reassured me and snickered.

I shot him a death glare before letting it go. I didn't want to know what I'd shown him. Just in case it was something bad. "Shut up and kiss me." I chuckled and pressed my lips to his. I would always know the distinct taste of Jacob. Musk, wood and nature. Everything about Jake evoked nature and I loved it.

He kissed me with a new passion, his tongue playing with mine and everything bad was gone. He had the power to make me feel like I was on top of the world. When I was in his arms, I felt like the safest girl in the world.

I moved the open shirt over his arms and threw it on the floor, eager to see his masculine body against mine. He rolled us slightly so that he was on top of me. His arms supported himself on his sides so that he gently hovered above me.

I wrapped my legs around him and locked them together with my ankles effectively bringing him closer. My hands wove themselves into his hair and I tugged at it lightly, I knew he liked the feel of me being rough with him. I ran my index finger down the nape of his neck and he shivered at the feeling of my fingers on his sensitive skin.

He pressed himself against me dominantly, allowing me to feel him through his shorts, I gasped slightly into the kiss feeling his length through my skirt. I figured skirts and shorts were the way to go from now on. Pants and tights didn't work well around Jake. He was yet to buy me a replacement pair of underwear.

He swiftly wriggled my skirt off me and I lifted my hips a little to let him get it off fully. He threw it on the floor and chuckled when he heard me giggle at his enthusiasm.

"I can't help the fact that you look like a sex-goddess without your clothes on." He said smugly and brushed a stray piece of hair off my face before kissing that spot and then my lips. His hands gently slid down the side of my body leaving a hot trail where his fingers touched me.

I shuddered a little a raised my hips a little to press myself against him. He started rocking his hips against me instinctively and the feeling he was providing me with enabled little sounds of pleasure to escape my lips. I secretly loved it when he teased me like this. It makes getting what I want so much better.

His blazing lips left mine and trailed down my neck, my chest, my stomach. I bit my lip in anticipation, waiting to see what he would do next. His teeth took hold of the elastic band on my underwear and pulled on it like a hungry dog. I let out deep, irregular breaths as he inched it down my thighs and threw it off the bed.

He started kissing his way back up my legs, pressing his lips against my inner thighs as he teased me. His hands created friction on my calves as he hitched them over he shoulder to give me a little lift. He continued circling my core without ever touching that one spot and I could feel myself aching to be pleasured by this tantalising creature.

He kissed my stomach and moved back to my thighs, coming especially close to that area but never touching it. The vibration of his smug laughter sent tingles up my spine and I couldn't control myself. My hand moved impulsively toward my now pulsing core but I was stopped by Jake who grinned before pinning my arms to my side.

He lapped his tongue over my sensitive nub before continuing with what he was doing before. It sent an electric shock of pleasure through me. I kept repeating the feeling in my head knowing that I'd feel like that again.

He did it again, this time tracing circles around my nub for a maximum of three seconds. I let out a soft moan when I felt his hot breath on my womanhood. Taking the time to savour the feeling again. He brought his thumb to my nub and began rubbing slowly at first before picking up the pace while his tongue worked at my entrance.

I was in heaven, my back arched with the orgasmic pleasure he provided me with and my eyes closed in pure bliss.

"Do you like that?" He whispered, a small groan escaped his talented lips before he returned to his former position.

"Ah. Don't stop, Jake." I moaned and ran my hand through his scruffy hair. I licked my lips in anticipation, awaiting my turn to pleasure him. I thought about what I was going to do to him and used that to help myself.

He kissed his way back up my stomach, his fingers never leaving my sweet spot, and pressed his lips to mine, I couldn't concentrate on kissing him; I couldn't concentrate on anything, all I could feel was his long, long, fingers working to pleasure me.

He kissed my cheeks and my neck and worked his way to my bra which happened to be in the way of his delicious lips. I lifted up a little and reached behind myself to unhook it before slipping it off my arms and throwing it onto the floor without a care in the world. His lips took my bare flesh into his mouth and he suckled on my nipple while I moaned in pleasure.

"Ah, Jake!" I whimpered, I could feel myself slipping over the edge. He was so good with his fingers, it amazed me how good he was. He slipped a finger inside of me and I felt myself stretch to accommodate it, but that was the last step. I rocked against his fingers and felt a wave of heat rush over me. Before I knew it strong pulsing shocks were sent through my body and I cried out in pleasure.

When he finally stopped I breathed a sigh of relief, I took the time to catch my breath while my chest heaved with my lungs trying to capture the oxygen around me. I took his face in my hands and pressed my lips against his, I could taste the faint trace of myself on his tongue. I sensually ravaged his slightly swollen lips.

"Ness…" He said after a while, I opened my eyes to look at him, there was a gleam in his eyes.

"Mhmm?" I smiled and kissed his neck before lifting my eyes to meet his.

"I made dinner reservations…" He smiled. This was his way of saying if we don't leave now, we're never going to get out of this room and we're going to miss the reservations. I grinned at him, he was being so spontaneous all of a sudden.

"You made dinner reservations?" I said surprised that he would plan anything. He frowned at my subtle mocking edge.

"Your lack of support hurts." He said in a mock saddened voice. I smacked his burly shoulder and got off the bed, I figured if he made dinner reservations we might as well go. I reached into the wardrobe and found a short blue robe and put that on.

"So, where'd you make these reservations?" I chuckled and he stood up then, he looked like he was about to charge at me.

"Are you mocking me, Miss Cullen?" He raised an eyebrow and a sly half-smile crept onto his gorgeous face.

"Never, Mr Black." I said flirtatiously, he took four long strides and stood before me in an instant, he gently pushed me against the wardrobe and kissed me full on the lips. He undid the tie on my robe and his hands reached around to rest on my bottom, pulling me closer towards him. "I thought you didn't want to miss your dinner reservations?" I grinned and he kissed my neck before groaning.

"You're right. I. Must. Retrain. Myself." He said while he pretended to battle with himself whether he should let go of me. He shut his eyes tightly and took a deep breath before pushing himself off me.

"It's fancy dress, Miss." He grinned and pecked my lips lightly before heading toward the suitcase. I figured a quick shower would get that sticky sweat feeling off me so that's what I did.

When I got out of the shower I was greeted by the sight of Jake in the most stunning tux. It was full black with a grey patterned shirt, black pinstripe vest and a red bow tie. "Well, don't you look dashing." I grinned, I realised I didn't actually pack any fancy dresses.

"Alice picked it out. Your dress is in the box over there." He smiled and pointed toward the living area where a large rectangle box lay. I quickly ran over to find a knee length red dress with quite a plunging neckline. I had to credit Aunt Alice for picking out the best yet worst dresses.

At least it had a high back so nobody would see my scars.

I got dressed relatively fast and didn't bother with my hair; it fell loosely around my shoulders in soft waves so I decided not to mess with it because it would get worse if I tried. I slipped on the silver heels from the box and gave myself a quick look in the mirror before deciding I looked pretty good.

Jake came over to stand beside me and we both looked in the mirror, staring at the reflection before us. Truth is, we looked like we were made for each other.

Jake had made reservations for this exclusive restaurant at the hotel called Ardour, and the concierge had shown us to our table. It was in the middle of the guest room. Directly above us was a golden chandelier, the walls looked like marble and the ceiling had delicate moulds in them accentuating the height of the room. On my side there was a wine rack filled with expensive bottles no doubt. It was so beautiful how the golden light reflected on the reds and pinks of the room. It made the whole restaurant very romantic.

The waiter brought us two menus and I chose to order the sautéed diver scallops cooked in garlic butter and served with a side salad. Jake ordered the prime beef rib-eye served with salad also and baked potatoes. We had a casual conversation while we ate and the food was absolutely divine. My pallet was on overdrive as I ate. When we finished, we decided on getting desert back at our suite so we just sat back, allowing our food to digest while we indulged in a bit of expensive red wine, Cabernet Sauvignon & Merlot.

"That is a stunning picture behind you." Jake said looking behind me; I turned to look at the piece of artwork, it was stunning actually, I couldn't quite read the caption but it was a painting of a vineyard, but not just a normal vineyard, the grapes were cherry red and the sun hit the leaves in the painting perfectly.

"You're right." I smiled and turned back to Jake, "You know that's ver—" I was cut off when I saw him in front of me, kneeling on one knee with a black velvet box in his hand. I was at a loss for words when he opened the box exposing the most beautiful ring I'd ever seen.

"Renesmee, when I first laid eyes on you I knew you were the one, I knew you were the only one for me. You are my best friend, my lover, my soul mate and nothing would make me happier than for you to be my wife. So Nessie, will you marry me?"

What will she say? O.o
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