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Chapter 2 - Breathe me, do it deep.

I really needed to move now...any minute now. I could pretty much feel the warmth between my legs growing warmer and my whole body shaking as Jacob's lips hover above mine, hesitating. It had been almost 5 minutes since our heated make out session and my fathers interruption. Why couldn't I find the strength to move from him?

"I--I need to..to go.." He gasps almost painfully, pulling back from me and placing my body softly on the floor "Sam's...he's near by.." I lay my hand on his arm, not able to resist getting some of his heat back, I was suddenly beyond cold.

"Please. Please don't go...not yet." I whisper, my voice breaking and the guilt not able to stop me expressing how I feel, what I want.."I want you to stay.....Please Jacob, just stay and keep me warm. One last time." The last part is only barely audible and my eyes avert from his to the floor, not wanting any more tears to flow.

When I look back up at him, he seems to be thinking about it, eyes burning into my skin and hands shaking at his sides.

"Okay. Just don-..okay." A large sigh escapes his pink-ish lips and he bites his lower one, at the same time I attack mine. I let out a small chuckle upon noticing this and he smiles, glad to have broken the tension, a little.

I grab my PJ's from the end of the bed, and shuffle past him to the door "I'm just gonna go change, brush my teeth....human stuff." He lets out a hearty laugh and nods his head, sitting on the corner of my bed and placing his head into his hands.

Moving quickly towards the bathroom, I stop by Charlie's room and hear him snoring, pretty loud as always. Who knows what he would think if he knew Jake was in my room. Shaking my head, I enter the bathroom and begin undressing.

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As I re-enter my room, I notice that Jacob is flicking through a photo album on my bed, my eyes widen as I jump towards him and pull it from his fingers "This is private!" I shout at him, trying not to be loud enough to wake Charlie. "How dare you?" I ask pushing him off the bed, failing to push him off the bed.

He sighs and rolls his eyes, but a large grin is plastered on his face. Any album, any...besides this one...and there wouldn't be a problem.

His hands are on mine, sitting up to face me "I had no idea, that you kept those.." His deep voice is like a bullet in my heart, he was never meant to know I still had these.

"It..I...I just wanted to be able to remember." I shrug my shoulders and look down at my hands, clutching the album close to my chest "After, the change." I nod my head and run a hand through my hair.

After a few moments, I feel his warm palm against my cheek, pulling my face up so he could see my teary eyes. One large thumb wipes away my fallen tears and he strokes my cheek softly. I move a little closer to him, eyes still matched with his as my forehead presses to his lips, he opens them to kiss my skin.

The pictures had been my biggest secret from Edward. I would never let him see them. There must be 40+ pictures in this album, all taken when he left and Jacob...Jacob became my best friend. Many of them were of my and Jake posing by the bikes, others of us hugging closely on his couch. I also had a few that he hadn't known I had taken, pictures of him sleeping when I visited him. His exhaustion giving me the best opportunity to have a photo of him alone.

As I remember back to those meaningful moments, Jacob has moves us to lay side by side, his arm wrapped securely around me and my head on his naked chest. I found myself wondering why I had really kept these memories close by, to remember him of course but also to remind myself that I would never ever let myself hurt him again.

I can feel Jacob beneath me, his breathing becoming heavy and as soon as I hear the first snore, I realise how he is completely shattered, bones tired and eyes surely sore. I look up at him and then down at his tanned skin, without even thinking about it, I place a gentle kiss just below his neck, then lower and this continues until I feel him stirring.

His hands are quickly on my arms as he effortlessly pulls me up to face him, my whole body now pressed on top of his and my legs either side of his waist. I lift myself up, straddling him as I stare down into his now open eyes.

"Come 'ere..." He whispers hoarsely, his hands on my face as he brings my lips to his, sighing as our mouths begin to roughly caress and tease the others. I run my small fingers up and down the chest beneath me and completely block my brain from anything that isn't Jacob, for the second time tonight.

Its not long before we are both in the sitting position, my legs still straddling his and my shirt PJ vest lost on the floor somewhere. His hands are gripping my back tightly and mine are pulling at his hair, trying to get him even closer. The heated kiss ends and his sweet, hot lips are travelling down my neck, across my chest and then back again.

I really couldn't believe this was happening, in my bed, my father in the next room and own hands tugging off my bra. If I had the strength to stop this? I didn't know it. I could only think with my heart and this throbbing pain between my legs.

"Bella.." Jacobs voice is pleading as he notices my struggling of my bra and rips it clean off my chest from the front of my body, throwing it aside. He roughly rolls us over, him not above me, his teeth attacking my skin as he presses himself into me.

"I...I can't stop." He gasps, his left hand caressing my breast as his right running up and down my bare leg, resting just below my shorts "Please don't make me stop now..."

I shake my head frantically, digging my fingers into his shoulders and instantly shoving my tongue back into his mouth "I couldn't, can't, won't..." I mutter in between heated kisses. I move my hands to undo his sweat pants, pulling them down his legs.

That's when I notice he isn't wearing any underwear. Of course he isn't, wolf! quick change, remember?. I meet his dark eyes again and his slam shut when I wrap my fingers around him. "Shit, Bella." He curses, forehead landing on mine.

I smile, I loved that I am the one making him feel like this, that finally I could give him something he wanted. When he opens his eyes, he moves his strong hands to slip beneath my shorts, one gripping my waist as the other falls into my wetness, instantly pressing his a finger, then two, inside me.

"Oh, god."

End of Chapter 2. So this is becoming more of a 7SHOT LMAO. Oh well. Please review.