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 33: Hiding Out
Jacob and I ran full speed to the same camping spot that we had used earlier in the week, and began to set up for the evening. We didn't have the candles, quilts, or flowers that we had earlier in the week, but Jacob promised we would pick up everything that we would need for our camping exposition at Newton's Sporting Goods prior to going to Port Angeles. Jacob did happen to pack a pair of black jeans and a black T-shirt in with the tent though, so that he had a full ensemble to change into for our trip to Port Angeles.
Once the tent was erect, I attacked Jacob. I threw my arms and legs around him and knocked him to the floor underneath me inside the tent.
"Since we are already in trouble for making love, we might as well earn our punishment," I said coyly, and then I began kissing down his neck, his shoulders, his abs, and began to pull at the hem of his shorts.
Jacob pulled away, "Nessie, I know that today must have been very difficult on you. I know how much you love your parents, and it is not like you to disobey them. Hell, it's not like me to disobey them either. I just want to make today special for you. I promise that I will spend all night making the most passionate love to you that you can imagine, but right now, I want to go pick up our wedding bands, I want to treat my love to a special romantic dinner, and I want to take you to a movie. Is that OK," he said sincerely.
"OK Jacob, I'll be good, but do I look OK to go out to Port Angeles? All I am wearing are shorts and an old T-shirt. I am not really dressed for a nice restaurant," I said as I inspected my outfit, which was disheveled from running through the woods, not to mention covered in wolf hair.
"I will take care of all that in Port Angeles. No worries my Nessie," he wrapped me in his arms and kissed me passionately, then whispered into my ear, "You always look beautiful, exquisitely, breathtakingly beautiful." He said as he began to get dressed.
"If you keep talking to me like that, we are never going to leave," I smirked as I stood up from on top of him, and offered him my hand to help him up.
"Hey, by the way, how are we going to make it to Port Angeles, both of our cars are in the garage my parents house," I asked.
"My Volkswagen of course," he said.
"Have you even tried to start it since we got back," I asked.
"No, but Paul and Rachel have been using it," he said.
Amazingly, the car started right up, just like Jacob said it would, and we were quickly, (well as quickly as you can go in a 20+ year old Volkswagen Rabbit), toward Port Angeles.
We quickly made our way to Newton's Sporting Goods. Jacob purchased two sleeping bags, and two propane lanterns. He pulled out his credit card and quickly paid for everything. We quickly made our way back out to the car with our supplies for tonight, and headed for Port Angeles.
On the ride, I was trying to be good, really I was, but Jacob dressed all in black is some sort of aphrodisiac. If it could be bottled, there would never be another frustrated couple in the world. He looked so freaking hot sitting there next to me. His shirt was snug enough that I could see his pecks and his six pack. Then my eyes moved down to his ample manhood. He wasn't even erect, and I could see his endowment through his jeans. DAMN I AM A LUCKY GIRL, was all I could think to myself. I decided immediately that I was going to show Jacob how lucky I felt to have him in my life.
I began by rubbing my hand up and down his right thigh. He let out a soft moan, and then said, "Nessie, you are driving me crazy."
"That is kind of the point," I said as I cupped his penis with my right hand, and then continued to move my left arm up and down his right leg. I felt his erection beginning to bulge against the tightness of his jeans.
"You look uncomfortable my Jacob, I can help that," I said, and then I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. "Does that feel better Jacob," I asked, trying to sound innocent, "I guess you still look all stiff, I think that I can help you even more. I pulled his penis out from his boxers.
"Nessie, oh, my God, that is so hot," he said.
"Well let me see if I can cool you off," I said, and then slid down my seat in the car, and then leaned over, so that no cars behind us could see what I was about to do. I leaned my head into his lap, and then I licked the tip of his head, and he began to moan my name.
I took almost his entire shaft into my mouth, and circled it with my tongue. I placed my hands around the base which I could not fit into my mouth entirely, and massaged him in rhythm with that I was thrusting him in and out of my mouth. I began to hum as I plunged over and over again against his erection. I gently licked and grazed the back of his penis with my teeth.
"Jacob," I said starring up at him through my lashes, "Don't you want to cum for me? You will feel so much better if you come for me."
"Oh God, Nessie, that feels so good, I am about to cum, I am gonna, Oh Nessie I love you," he gasped and then exploded in my mouth. He tasted so good. I swallowed and licked him clean.
"That was amazing Nessie, you are certainly a wild women, and I love it," Jacob said as I scooted back up in my seat, trying to look inconspicuous.
"I love you Jacob, and I love pleasuring you." I whispered into his ear, and then kissed his cheek.
I gently helped him back into his boxers and pants before we pulled into the parking lot at Smith's, the largest department store in Port Angeles.
We entered the store, and Jacob told me to pick out any outfit that I wanted. I picked a simple red cotton dress, which hugged my body tightly, but not indecently. I also picked out a black lace thong and matching black lace demi bra, which made my bust look like I had much more cleavage than usual. Finally I picked out a pair of nice black sandal heals. Jacob pulled out a credit card, which looked different than the one that my family used, but I didn't really think about it. The sales person let me wear the new clothes out of the store, and I packed my old dirty shorts, T-shirt and converse into the bag instead.
I grabbed his hands and said, "OK, let's hit the jewelers."
We made our way to the jewelers quickly. The man behind the counter remembered us, and instantly produced our rings. The engraving came out perfect and we thanked him. He wished us well with our pending nuptials. Jacob pulled out a different credit card then the one used by my family, and asked the jeweler if he could refund the money from the other card, and put the charge for the rings on his card instead.
"Why Jacob, what are you going," I whispered to him after the man went away to make the refund and payment.
"I want to make this from me. I know that your family has enough money to support the continental U.S., but I want these rings, to be from me," he said with consternation in his voice, making it perfectly clear that he was not taking no for an answer.
"But how are you going to pay them off Jake? You don't have any source of income," I asked, still whispering, with a smile on my face, so the salesman would not recognize we were having a disagreement.
"Actually, I have been offered a job. Paul told me about it while you were on the phone with your aunt. Dawson's garage is looking for a mechanic, and well when he heard I was back in town, he asked Paul to set up an interview for me. I have to call him back, but he made it sound like if I wanted the job, that it would be mine," he replied.
"If you are working all day, then you are going to have to patrol at night, when am I going to see you," I asked, with sadness cracking through my voice.
"We will see each other, I promise," he said, and whispered into my hair, "You are going to be my wife, and I want to take care of you."
The salesman returned with two receipts, one crediting my family card, and the second charging Jacob's card. I faked a smile, and thanked the salesman for his help, and then once we left the store, I let my anger out on Jacob.
"How can you let your pride rob me of time with you Jacob?" I said through gritted teeth, as we stood along the fence of the boardwalk looking out at the water.
"I am only going to be working for two hours more than you are at school," he replied.
"But you are going to be on patrol when," I hissed.
"I spoke with Sam and I am going to be on patrol from midnight to six three days a week, unless an emergency arises. That gives us from six to midnight three days a week, and from six until eight four days per week. We will still get to spend plenty of time together Nessie," he said, with smoldering eyes, like he was trying to convince me how important that this was to him. I couldn't resist his eyes.
"I'm not happy about this, at all," I said, "but if this is that important to you I will not stand in your way."
"I promise, that I will think about you every minute that I am away from you, and I will spend every minute we are together making you happy," he replied.
"You better," I said as I grabbed him by the collar of his T-Shirt and kissed him deeply.
"So where do you want to go eat beautiful," Jacob said as he eyed my new ensemble. From the way his eyes bugged out, I could tell that he really liked it.
"How about that new seafood place down the other end of the pier," I asked. "It has a beautiful view of the ocean."
"Sounds good to me," he said, and wrapped his arm against my waist and pulled me tightly to him.
We walked down the boardwalk slowly, stopping to window shop, but mostly just stopping to gaze into each other's eyes, to kiss, and to look out at the beauty of the ocean.
Eventually we made our way to the restaurant. It was lovely, with an open patio which sat right out over the ocean. We chose to eat outside. Jacob ordered an appetizer of shrimp cocktail, the surf and turf for his dinner, and a large piece of chocolate cake for desert. I ordered the salmon, which I wasn't able to finish. We talked, and kissed and ate, and when the check came, Jacob again grabbed it.
"Can't I pay for anything today," I asked
"No, you can not, it is my turn to take care of you, and my turn last forever," he replied.
"That's not fair," I protested, "Married couples are supposed to take care of each other."
"Well, you took very good care of me on the way here," he said slyly.
"I'm serious Jacob," I snapped.
"So am I. The days of Vampire Academy are behind you. Tomorrow, if you want, you can return to school. Your entire family including me has done everything that we can to give you some sort of a normal life. Is it so wrong for me to want the same thing," he said, with such sincerity, that I felt like such an ass for arguing with him in the first place.
"You are right Jacob. I am sorry. I was just being selfish, not wanting to loose any time with you, but I would never deny you anything that you really want," I said repentantly.
Obviously trying to change the subject, Jacob said, "So what movie do you want to go see? We have the choices of a romantic comedy, an action adventure movie, or a horror movie 'Zombies versus Vampires,' which do you, want to see."
"'Zombie's vs. Vampires', definitely, I said, enthusiastically.
"That's my girl, she loves the blood and guts," Jacob chuckled.
When we got to the movie theater, Jacob went to the concession stand and purchased popcorn and sodas for use. Our theater was completely empty. The movie had been out for several weeks, and had gotten terrible reviews, so it really didn't surprise me. When given the choice though, I always choose the Vampire Movies. They are so comical with the fangs and catching fire in the sun. They really crack me up, and well Jake and I have the same sense of humor.
We took seats in the very last row of the theater, just in case anyone else came in, so Jacob wouldn't block their view with all 7 feet of him. When the previews started, no one else was in the theater yet. I sat on Jacob's left, and he wrapped his left arm around my shoulder. After the previews, no one had still entered the theater, as the house lights went black.
The movie started and it was hysterical. This 'Vampire' was chased into the sun by a zombie and burst into flames. I noticed that Jacob wasn't laughing, which was not like him at all.
He looked at me with his eyes smoldering with desire and said, "You were really good to me on the way here this afternoon, and it is my turn to be good to you now.
"What do you have in mind," I asked in the sexiest, huskiest voice I could muster.
Jacob placed his right arm on my knee, and began to move his hand, slowly up and down the inside of my thigh. He touched me so lightly at times it felt like he was holding a feather, and then gradually, he was rubbing against me so hard, that I felt myself becoming wet in my core.
I moaned in his ear, "Jake, oh that feels so good, please."
"Please what," he teased.
"Please don't stop, please," I begged.
His hand went further up from my inner thigh, to cup my core through my privates.
"You are so wet Nessie," he whispered in my ear, "So nice and wet, is that because of me?"
"Yes, oh God, Yes Jake, it's always only you," I moaned into his ear.
I slowly felt him slide the crotch of my panties over to one side, and then he plunged one finger inside me. I shuttered with pleasure at his touch. His first finger was quickly followed by a second, and he used his thumb to circle my clit. It felt so good.
"I, I, Oh God, Jake, Yes," I moaned louder than I should have in a public place, even an empty theater.
"Do you like that Nessie?"
"Yes Jacob, OH Go Yes," I was now yelling.
"Cum for me then baby," he whispered into my ear.
"I am, I, I oh, God, Jaaaaake, Oh," and I felt my core clench around his fingers. I also felt the wetness from my core flood onto my new red dress.
"I love you Nessie," Jacob said, and then leaned down to kiss me forcefully. His tongue explored my mouth, as mine did his.
"Uhm, Jake," I said as we came up for air, "My dress is all stained in the back now. How do I walk out of here without everyone seeing me?"
"Don't worry; I brought your shorts in with us. You can tuck your dress in and wear in like a tank top. Do you think I would have shamed you like that in public," he asked.
"Not on purpose, but you are certainly more prepared than I am," I replied.
"Do you really want to finish watching this movie, or can we head back to our tent and break in our sleeping bags," Jacob asked seductively.
"Sleeping bags, definitely, breaking in sleeping bags," I replied.
I stood up, tucked my dress into my jeans, and then the two of us ran for the car.