Jacob Have I Loved
Chapter 13
"You seem awfully happy about something." Stephenie snickers at me as we ride the bus to the Quileute Tribal School the following cloudy morning.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Steph." I attempt to get her off my back, but she persistently badgers me.
"Something happened this weekend that you're not telling me." Steph huffs and firmly crosses her arms over her chest, determined not to take "no" for an answer. "Tell me, now."
Shit! Should I tell her? I'm not sure what her reaction might be. On one hand, I think she'll be happy for me. On the other, like Jake said about Quil, I think she'll be pissed I lost my virginity before she did. Wait a minute—is she a virgin? You know, I don't ever recall her confirming that one little detail regarding her love life. Surely, she's not.
"Well, um . . ." I struggle to get the words out, but I finally decide to tell her. Taking a deep breath, I cup my right hand over her ear and whisper, "I slept with Jake."
"YOU WHAT?" Steph's voice rises in surprise, and she forcefully slaps my right knee. She is utterly stunned by my revelation; her face reads nothing but shock. "You little slut! When?"
"Shhh, keep your voice down. I don't want to start talk." My heart is speeding like a freight train in my chest. Word travels fast on the reservation. Maybe, I just made the biggest mistake of my life by letting her in on my little secret.
"Alright. Was it Saturday night or . . ." She whispers, her eyes full of wonder.
"It was last night actually. Right before you called me." I notice that Steph's face is full of elation at my confession. I was right with my first assumption. She is overjoyed and happy for me.
"Were you nervous? Did it hurt? Was he good? He used a condom, right?" Her interrogating questions keep rolling rapidly off her tongue all the way to school. My favorite reaction of hers goes a little something like this, "You did it twice—and doggy style? HOLY CRAP!"
As we exit the bus onto the sidewalk of the tribal school, Steph drapes her arm about my shoulders, professing, "You are my hero, Jessica Burnside. I will follow you anywhere."
Her words make me blush slightly, and then my mind totally forgets my best friend—my beloved Jacob Black is now coming toward us. The mere sight of him literally takes my breath away. His beautiful, black hair is down, complete with a navy skullcap. His eyes are dancing with mine as he saunters closer to Steph and me, the familiar shadows of his two best friends rightfully in tow. Embry immediately rushes to Steph's side, and she gives him a quick peck on the left cheek as she elbows me in the ribs.
"Hey, Steph." Jake greets my friend and then turns to me. "Good morning, Jess." His right eye affectionately winks at me as he speaks, taking my left hand into his right. "Did you finish all that Algebra homework you had last night?"
Instantaneously, Embry and Quil give each other a look, both bursting out in laughter, which makes me a little uneasy. Oh, God, he must have told them. URGH! I could kill Jake for this. I instantly give him the evil eye.
"Um, Jess, I was wondering if you give private lessons." Quil is trying to be serious, but his tremorring shoulders are giving him away. His comment completely befuddles me. Jake looks as if he is about to rip Quil a new one, vehemently motioning his hand under his neck in an attempt to silence him.
"You need help with your homework, Quil?" I attempt to get to the point of his question, almost dreading what he might say next.
"No." He now fixes his eyes on Jake, clearing his throat, a smile widening on his face. "I mean, I would like some riding lessons, too."
DAMN YOU, JAKE! I forcibly tug Jake over to the side by the hood of his flannel jacket, fuming with ever-growing rage. I can't believe he betrayed me like this. "YOU TOLD THEM!"
"Jess, I'm sorry." Jake puts his hands over his face, shaking his head exasperatedly. "Embry told us about getting to second base with Steph, and I wanted, well, I wanted to show him up."
"Damn it, Jake! Do you know how embarrassing this is for me? Our friends think I'm a whore now!" The mounting anger is boiling in my blood. I could choke him for this.
"They would never think that." He cups his hands under my chin, looking into my eyes. He brings his lips to mine and kisses them lightly. "I'm so sorry."
"Forget it, Jake. It's over!" I furiously remove his palms from my face, irately stamping my feet across the front lawn of the school, passed the looming totem pole toward my Algebra class. I don't even bother to turn around to observe his reaction.
As I enter the warmth of the school's front doors, my heart sinks like a lump inside my chest. Shit, I just broke up with him! What have I done? I just got him, now this! This isn't what I want. I just need some time to cool down. Anyway, I'm not going over to his house today. He's going to have to wait a pretty long while before I give him any more action. I can't believe he told his horny, little friends about our lovemaking. They'll never let me live this down . . .
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Boom. Boom. Peering out the living room window later that day after school, I notice that Jake is frantically pounding on my front door. I hesitate to answer it. I'm not quite sure if I can forgive him for what he has done. I unwaveringly ignored him all day at school; he followed me like a lost puppy almost the entire day between classes.
After a few minutes, the knocks get even louder and more impatient. I finally give in, leaving my Biology homework unfinished on the sofa and sauntering languidly over to the wooden door. As I disclose the door, Jake rushes me, kissing me dead on the lips and wrapping his arms promptly around my waist, his bookbag still hanging from his shoulder. I try unsuccessfully to hold myself back, but . . . DAMN! Why does he have to be such a good kisser?
He suddenly pulls away. "Jess, please don't break up with me. I love you, and I'm sorry."
I look down, but then peer back up at him, smirking. "You had me at first knock."
Jake's frown flips up into his beautiful smile, and he brings his lips back to mine, letting his bookbag drop to the floor. The fire is ignited, and my body begins to incessantly crave the warmth of his naked body pressed against mine. "You know, Jake, my parents won't be home from work for another few hours." At my subtle proposal, his black-haired eyebrows lift in ultimate approval.
I know, I know. I promised earlier in the day that I wouldn't give him any for awhile, but . . .
I begin to unbutton Jake's long sleeve shirt and yank it off his body. He hurriedly scrambles to remove his shoes and jeans, and I robustly pull him by the arm over to the sofa in my parents' living room. I heartily push him down to the comfort of the plush sofa into a seated position, throwing my Biology book to the carpeted floor.
I sexily strip off my shirt like an exotic dancer before him. Then, I teasingly unhook my bra, turning around so that he can't see me topless. I bend over in front of him to remove my jeans and panties and then spin around to let him admire my body. This excites him more than I could have ever imagined, and the second he sees that I am nude, he grasps my ass and pulls me back to him. I climb on top of him, straddling and kissing him passionately. Our tongues dance perfectly in sync as Jake brings his palms to my breasts.
"Wait a minute, Jake. I want to try something." I tell him. He looks at my eyes as if he is searching for what I might do next. I roll off him to his left side and draw his boxers to the side, taking his cock into my hands. I dawdle for a few fleeting seconds, but then take him into my mouth, all the way into my mouth.
"Oh, God, Jess. Yes, oh, yes." Jake begins to moan as I glide my tongue along his length and then circle it around his tip. "Suck it, baby."
He places his hands on either side of my head, forcing himself downward to the back of my throat. I then flex the muscles of my mouth, still using my tongue to intensify the pleasure as I move up and down. After a few minutes of foreplay, I'm ready to feel him inside me. I practically rip off his boxers as I pull them heftily from his legs.
Mounting him and placing my bent knees on either side of him, I take his hardened cock and press it all the way inside me. OH, MY GOD! It is even better than I remember. I press my lips back to his, and he grabs my ass, pushing himself as deep into me as he can get. Deciding to just go for it, I fasten my grip on the back of the sofa with both hands and begin to ride him, feeling the increasing wetness building between my legs. HOLY SHIT! This is my favorite position so far. I feel so in control—not to mention, so damn sexy.
"Fuck me, Jess. Fuck me hard." His dirty talk makes me move up and down more forcefully, and I then begin to twirl him inside me, circling my hips on top of his. IT FEELS SO . . . HOT DAMN! The familiar tingling is starting to surmount as I thrust him all the way into me. The pleasure of my orgasm slowly builds to a peak, and I rapidly rub my clit against his body to strengthen the intensity. "Jake, yes, oh, yes! YES! YES! YES!"
As I cum all around him, he takes my breasts into his mouth, running his tongue powerfully around my nipples, hardening them in the process. The moist feeling of his tongue boosts the effectiveness of my orgasm, making me scream at the top of my lungs. "JAKE!"
Jake peers up at me, a pleased smirk on his face. "Jess . . . you feel so amazing." He closes his eyes, kissing me longingly on the lips and then taking a short break to take a deep breath. I run my fingers up his chest and bring them to his face. Then, I grasp his hair in my palms as he speaks, "Make me cum."
"Yes, sir." I laugh, returning my lips to his and raising my body up on my knees slightly. As I begin to move him in and out of me, his face pinches together, and he groans in intense satisfaction. The feeling of him inside me is so intoxicatingly incredible; I want to make love to him all afternoon.
I strain my eyes amongst my pleasure to stay open, so that I can watch his face as he reaches his climax. I can tell he is almost there; he impatiently seizes my butt with both hands, clutching me close to his body. Jake's bottom lip begins to tremble, and I can feel him twitching inside me. All of a sudden, he raises me up and lays me anxiously down on the couch, forcing himself down on me. He then drives himself back into me to finish himself off, pounding me with all his might. Oh, God, he is so fucking good at this!
"Hell, yes, Jess! Damn, I love you!" He exclaims as he releases into me. "YES! Oh, my God!" His fatigued body crumples on top of me, his lips kissing me sweetly on the chest. He rests his head in between my breasts, and in return I plant a soft kiss on top of his hair, clasping my hands around his shoulders.
"How was that for a riding lesson?" Jake says in jest as his breathing begins to return to normal, chuckling faintly.
"How did I do?" I jokingly retort, tracing the length of his back with my fingers.
He raises his body, taking my head into his palms, smiling, "You're definitely getting an A."
Attn: As I said before, I do NOT condone teenage sex, especially unprotected sex. If the "riding lessons" joke sounds familiar to you, it was mentioned in New Moon on p. 140 when Bella comes to talk to Jacob about the bikes. Please review! Thanks. :D
