Chapter 3

A/N: I don't own twilight Stephanie Meyer does.

RPOV:
"So if you don't mind me asking but how does a guy like you get into baking. I mean you look more like a football player than a pastry chef." I say while watching him knead the pizza dough. Oh my god this man is fine. The muscles in his arms flex with each movement turning me on like crazy. "I was a football player in high school but I got injured and messed up my knee pretty bad. I started spending a lot of time at home with my mom recuperating and she loved to bake. I started to help her out and discovered I really liked it. She said I had a natural talent for it. After high school I got accepted into culinary school and I majored in pastry and sugar art." He says handing me a glass of red wine.

I sit on the counter and take a sip. "Is this a Cabernet Sauvignon from chile?" I ask. "Yup, it goes nicely with pizza. The sauce doesn't overpower it. At least that's what my buddy Seth says. He's a really good sommelier in new York." He says. We sit in silence for a few moments. It's nice not having to fill up the quite with trivial conversation. I watch as he assembles the pizza putting fresh mozzarella, spinach, and chicken on it and put it into the oven. "So how does someone who looks like you end up as a food critic and not a Victoria secret model?" He asks with a mischievous smirk. I playfully roll my eyes and say "I love food. I always have. There is just something about a really well prepared meal that is just satisfying. You can tell when someone cooks with their heart and soul. I think there is something so sensual about eating and tasting a meal. Certain foods can bring out different feelings. Like chocolate can make you feel love or lust. I'm a firm believer that a woman can never have too much love or chocolate in her life." I say passionately.

"Wow. I haven't heard anyone speak so passionately about food in a long time." He says with a smile. "What can I say I love my job." I say and take another sip of my wine. We spend the next few minutes talking about our favorite foods and restaurants. The timer dings letting us know the pizza is finished. It smells divine. Is there anything this man can't do? We walk over into the living room and he places the pizza on the coffee table. I look out the window and notice the weather is getting worse. "Oh no my car!! I can't leave it in the rain like that." I say worriedly. "Give me the keys and I'll pull it into my garage." He says. I hand him the keys to my baby and watch as he carefully pulls her into his garage.

"Wow that is an amazing ride you have." He says beaming at me. I can't help but notice how his wet t-shirt is clinging to his chest. God I'm like some horny teenager. "Huh…oh…yeah I bought her pretty run down a few years ago and I restored her to her former glory." I say gushing about my baby. "You know how to fix cars?"He says with a look of awe and lust in his eyes. "Yeah my dad owns an auto shop and he taught me everything I know. Cars are my other passion besides food." I say. "Yup I'm definitely gonna have to marry you." He says with a laugh.

I watch as he walks towards his room pulling off his wet shirt. The muscles in his back ripple with each movement. I look away and take a big gulp of my wine. If I can't keep my hormones in check I'm gonna end up attacking and having my way with him. He comes back with a dry shirt on much to my disappointment. He sits on the floor and I do the same. We dig into the pizza and he flips through the channels and stops at the movie Some Like it Hot. "I love this movie." I say in between bites of pizza. "I do too. What can I say Marilyn Monroe was hot." He says with a smirk. We watch the film and laugh our asses off as Jack Lemon is forced to dance the tango with a guy that thinks he's really a woman.

By the time the movie is over we finished the pizza and two bottles of wine. I'm feeling deliciously warm and tingly from the wine. He walks to the kitchen and comes back with the strawberries and a bowl of whipped heavy cream. He places them on the coffee table and opens another bottle of wine. "The weather is pretty bad now plus you've been drinking do you have anyone to call and pick you up?" He asks while filling my glass. I feel a little dejected at the thought of having to leave but I don't want to seem too eager to stay also. "Well I guess I could call my brother's fiancé and have her pick me up but I don't want to make her drive over the sky way in this weather." I say pouting a little. He gives me a look like he's a kid that just got a cookie before dinner. "I…umm…well you could stay here, if you don't mind." He says a little shyly. I take a deep sip from my glass and say "Yes I'd really like that. Who knew pizza and a movie could be so much fun." I say with a smile.

We both reach for a strawberry and our fingers graze each other. I feel like a bolt of electricity just ran through my body. I smile and dip my strawberry in the cream and take a bite while he's watching my every move. These are my absolute favorite sweets. The huge strawberries are covered in dark chocolate that has a trace of orange liqueur. I can't help but close my eyes and moan in satisfaction. "Mmm…god these are so good."I say a little huskily. I open my eyes and see that he is staring at me like a hungry wolf. My panties dampen at the sight of lust burning in his eyes.

I take my red hoodie off leaving me in my very tight tank top. I take another sip of my wine while he watches my every move. I'm feeling more and more flirtatious as time passes. I dip my finger in the cream and slowly lick it from my fingertip. "This is good what did you put in it." I say licking my lips seductively. All reason has left me and I want him too badly to care. He swallows hard and replies "Just some almond extract." His voice thick with lust. "Why don't I help you clean up." I say and lean over so he can see my ample cleavage. I grab the dishes and sway my hips as I walk away.

I place the dishes in the sink and I can feel him behind me. I'm a tall woman at 5'10" but he easily towers over me. He must be at least 6'6". He grabs my hips and pulls my back flush to his front. He leans down and whispers in my ear. "You know exactly what you're doing to me, don't you." He pulls me closer and I can feel his hard cock on my backside and I become even wetter than I already am. He spins me around and he has that hungry wolf look again. As long as he keeps looking at me like that I will gladly be his prey. Not only is the storm raging outside but there seems to be a lighting storm between us. His touches are sending shocks through me.

He crashes his lips to mine. FUCK ME!! He tastes so good like ripe dark cherries. I grab his silky ebony hair in my hands and pull him closer. He breaks the kiss and I lean my head back while he places hot kisses all over my neck and shoulder. His kisses are lighting a fire all over my skin. He pulls me closer and our lips are barely touching. "I want you so bad. I've wanted you since I say you last night. Even when we were fighting I still wanted you." He says with a sexy smirk. I pull him closer and kiss him slow and passionately.

He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around him feeling his hardness at my hot center. He walks us back to his room still kissing and lays me down on his massive king size bed. I break our kiss and pull my tank over my head revealing my lacy white bra. He licks his lips and quickly undresses himself. Dear god he's bigger than I thought. He gives me a cocky smirk catching me starting at his large member. Smiling seductively at him I slowly unclasp my bra and let it fall to the floor. He groans lowly at the sight of my full breast. I continue to slowly undo the buttons on my jeans and shimmy out of them. I'm left in nothing but a white lace thong.

He sexily growls at me and lays me down again. He runs his large hands all over my body stopping at the material of my thong. Roughly he tears it off making me hotter by the minute. He dips his fingers between my slick folds and I whimper in delight. He pumps his fingers slowly torturing me with pleasure. "Jake I need to feel you in me now." I say breathlessly not caring about foreplay right now. The tensions been building since last night and all I want to do is get a sweet release.

He eagerly complies and thrust deep into me making me scream out in pleasure. "Fuck you're so tight and warm." He moans deeply sending chills down my spine. His thrusts are hard, fast and deep making my knees weak. After a few more thrusts I cum so hard I leave scratches on his back. I catch my breath and push him back letting him know I wanna be on top. I love being in control and he doesn't seem to mind.

He flips us over easily keeping us connected. I give him a wicked smile and start to rock my hips back and forth causing a delicious friction. He grips my hips and throws back his head deep in the pillows. "Fuck Rose you're so good." He groans huskily. I can't help but feel smug at making him like this. I continue my grinding and I relish how deep he is in me. God I can't remember the last time I had it this good. He grips my thighs tightly as he cums hard filling me with his hot seed and bringing me over the edge with him with a loud moan.

I lay on his chest with him still in me while he runs his hands up and down my bare back. After we both catch our breath he puts us on our sides with my back against his front. He pulls the soft green comforter over us and wraps his large arms around me. We don't say anything were both just content to hold each other close as we drift off to sleep. Before my eyes close I think to myself that Jacob Black is definitely better than the finest chocolate.

A/N: Please Review. Next up some major drama.