The characters in this story are from my favorite books, the Twilight Series, by the talented Stephenie Myers, and her copy write of the characters is implied.

Chapter 20: Nightmares and Fantasies

I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I rifled through my suitcase and found a pair of Shorty pajamas- a brown cami top with beige shorts. I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, wash my face and change. Next I headed upstairs to my parent's room.

Jacob was standing next to my Dad's CD shelves, eyeing his collection. He was wearing a pair of black cut-down sweat shorts and nothing else. He looked like an Adonis. His muscles in his chest, back, abdomen were also so perfectly defined. He was breathtaking, and as I looked at him, I thanked God that he was mine. His head turned when I entered the room. "You look beautiful,' he said, with his eyes smoldering. I chuckled and said, "you are pure perfection my Jacob, I am not sure what I did to be so lucky to have you."

He held his hand out for me, and I quickly took it. While never taking his eyes off mine, he pulled down the covers on the bed, scooped me up, and laid me on the bottom sheet, then pulled all the covers back over me. He then slid into the bed next to me, and I cuddled into the side of him, using his strong chest as my pillow. He pulled me even tighter to him with his strong arms.

"Thank you Jacob," I whispered into his chest.

"For what," he replied.

"For loving me as much as I love you."

"I do you know, if not more," he replied.

"Goodnight Jake."

"Goodnight Nessie," he said as he kissed my hair, and I slowly drifted into sleep.

Despite the fact that my Jacob was holding me, as I drifted to sleep, I had nightmare after nightmare. My first dream was a repeat of the nightmare I had on the plane coming back to Forks, that Nahuel bit Jacob. I woke up screaming, but Jacob reassured me, held me like a baby in his strong capable arms until I fell back to sleep. The second nightmare I had was that my entire family was dead, and I had been taken prisoner by Aro, Demetri and Felix so that Nahuel could mate with me. I woke up screaming even louder this time, and my parents came into the room to try to console me as well.

"I have and idea," my Mom said, and she walked over to the stereo and turned on a CD of my father playing music, including my lullaby. "When I was still human," she said, "This CD always made me feel safe and loved. Maybe it will have the same effect on you." My parents both kissed me goodnight, and left Jacob and I alone in the room again.

"Nessie, Jacob whispered into my ear, "Do you think it would help you to talk about, or show me your nightmares? Sometimes getting them out in the open makes them less scary."

"I think that they will just make you mad Jake. I don't think it will help anything," I replied.

"I promise I won't get mad. Show me what has you so upset."

I placed my palm to his face, and first I showed him the dream I had with my family dead and me enslaved to Nahuel. I knew that dream would upset him more than my first one due to its content, but I also know that my feelings come through when I show people images.

"I understand why that is scary to you. It makes me scared too, but that is not going to happen to you my love. None of us would let that happen to you," he said, then added, "Was that the only nightmare that you had tonight?"

"No," I said hesitantly.

"Show me the other one too then," he said, as he continued to cradle me and stroke my back.

I placed my palm against his face again, and I showed him the dream I had of him dying from Nahuel's bite. I knew that the dream was colored by my own desire to die if my Jacob was dead. As I pulled my hand away, Jacob grabbed it and kissed it.

"I love you just as much Nessie, I understand because I would feel that way too if I lost you, so I guess we are just going to have to live forever, like we promised each other.

"That sounds good to me," I replied.

"Can I tell you about my dreams from tonight Nessie," Jacob asked in his husky seductive voice. I had a feeling he was trying to distract me, and it was working perfectly.

"What were you dreaming about Jacob, before I woke you?"

"I was dreaming about our wedding night, and how good it will feel to have you as my wife, and to have the rest of eternity to make love to you. Of course I was lingering on some of the details, like how beautiful you will look naked, how good we will make each other feel when we finally make love," he whispered into my ear very low. The feel of his warm breath against my ear, made what he was saying even more desirable."

"I am sorry that I woke you from that dream," I whispered back, "It sounds like it was a good one. Tell me about some of the details that you were lingering on."

"Well, I imagined you standing before me in a white lace negligee, with thigh high white stockings, and a garter belt. As you came over to me, you wrapped your arms around me and began kissing my face, my neck, and down my chest," still whispering so that it was barely audible he continued, "I scooped you up and threw you down on the bed on top of the covers. Then I slowly slid the spaghetti straps of your teddy off your shoulders. I kissed your lips, your cheeks, your shoulders, and then I kissed and caressed your breasts."

"What happened next," I whispered.

"You woke up screaming, and even though you were scared and crying, I felt like I was still in my wonderful dream because you were in my arms," he replied, and then leaned down and kissed me passionately.

As we broke away and gasped for air, I asked "what do you think would have happened in the dream, if I didn't wake you up?"

He thought for a moment and said, "I am pretty sure that I would have paid a lot more attention to your breasts. They are perfect after all, I would have rubbed them, and sucked on then, and nibbled them before I lifted you up and removed the teddy all together. Then I think I would have kissed my way down you abdomen to your panty line," he said and then stopped and looked at me coyly. He wanted me to ask him to continue, and I did.

"What would you do next Jake?"

"I would kiss you over your panties, then down your right thigh, to your right knee, down your right leg, to your right foot, and then I would kiss each of your little toes, before kissing back up your leg and back to your underwear. And then, just to make sure that your left leg didn't feel left out, I would start all over again on that side."

"While you are doing that to me, I want to be running my fingers through your hair Jacob, is that OK," I asked, and then began to do just that as I sat cradled in his arms.

"That's perfect Nessie," he said, "Then I will kiss back up to your panties, and I will take them off of you," he whispered into my ear. I was sitting in his lap, so I could feel that this conversation was making him aroused.

"Jake, can I try something," I said sheepishly.

"Of course Nessie, anything you want," he replied.

I pushed Jacob down so that he was lying flat on his back, and I cuddled into his side. I whispered into his ear. "You have to be quiet, or we will get caught, but there is something that I wanted to do to you in the tent yesterday, and I chickened out, can I try it now."

He just nodded.

I burrowed underneath the covers down to his waist, and started pulling his shorts down. He arched up on his legs, to allow me to. Next I grabbed the hem of his boxers, and pulled them down in the same fashion. I took his clothes and placed them on his side of the bed so he could get to them easily in case we got caught. Then, taking a page from the dream he just described to me, I kneeled at his feet and began to kiss up his right foot, pausing momentarily to suck on his big toe. Then I kissed up the inside of his thigh, and licked the ridge line between where his thigh and torso meet. I hear him groan, into a pillow that he was now holding over his mouth. I licked across the bottom of his torso, just above his large erection, and then kissed down his inner thigh, down his knee, down his leg, across his foot, again stopping to suck on his big toe. I climbed up the bed, so that I was kneeling between his knees which were spread apart.

I looked up at him, and whispered, "I decided to read ahead in some of our books too. I want to kiss you somewhere that I haven't kissed you before. Is that ok Jacob."

"Oh God, yes Nessie," he whispered softly into the pillow.

I touch his penis, for the first time ever with my hand, and as I held it between my hands, I began to slowly stroke it with my fingers.

"Jacob, please look at me, I want to see your eyes when I kiss you here" I whispered. He pulled the pillow from his face and looked down at me, with lust and pleading in his eyes.

I leaned forward, and gently kissed the tip of his large erection. Then I leaned down and took his penis into my mouth. It was so long and large, that I could not fit him all the way inside me. I suckled him with my mouth, licking him with my tongue in circles, and then I licked him in one long stroke from as low on his shaft as I could, to his tip. He moaned out in pleasure. He wrapped his fingers in my hair, and began to buck his hips with my ministrations. I moved my mouth up and down in unison with his bucking. He pulled the pillow back over his head and moaned into it, "Oh, God Nessie, don't stop, it feels so good, I am going to come, don't stop." His bucking increased in speed, and I increased my speed and intensity in sucking, licking and bobbing up and down on him. Eventually with one last thrust, I felt his warm salty liquid fill my mouth, and I swallowed it. I continued to lick him clean and then I pulled my face back up to his and kissed him passionately. He rolled over so that he was lying on top of me. His eyes looked like they would devour me.

"Nessie that was amazing. That was the single most amazing experience of my life so far. I love you so much," he said, and then kissed me more deeply and passionately then he ever had before.

He rolled back off of me, and pulled me on top of him, and I laid contentedly across his naked body for the rest of the night.