Chapter 12: Jacob and Renesmee (revised)

*Jacob and Renesmee*

Jake and Nessie walked under the trees hand in hand beneath the defused moonlight.

"You know what I could go for?" Nessie whispered in the peaceful night air.

Jacob smiled but didn't respond.

Nessie smiled and slapped him gently on the shoulder. "No, that's not what I was thinking. I'm starved. Feel like taking a drive?"

"We could spend the weekend at home," Jake realized, "As long as we're back for class Monday."

"So responsible," Nessie mocked locking her arms around Jake's arm as they walked, their direction heading toward Nessie's car which was parked a block away from the Fiji house.

"Why'd you park over here?" Jake asked taking the keys to drive.

"I didn't want you to know I was waiting for you," she giggled sliding into the passenger seat of her pretty silver car.

"Silly Nessie," Jake laughed, earning a chuckle from Nessie, "you forget, I could smell you from the moment I opened the door of the car." Jake said getting in the driver's seat and closing the door gently.

A smile lit her lips and a blush rose to her cheeks, "I hadn't thought of that," she said sheepishly, adding "I don't think clearly when I'm blinded by jealousy you know."

Jake laughed sliding his hand in hers.

"Where are we going?" Renesmee asked in curiosity when they had gone in a direction other than the freeway.

"Don't you trust me?"

"With my life," she said simply.

Jacob, tearing his eyes from the road looked into her eyes seeing the simplicity of her words and the ring of truth and love.

"Careful Ness, you sound dangerously close to someone who's in love."

"I don't believe in love," she said plainly, "but I believe in you."

Raising their clasped hands, Jacob kissed her fingers.

When they arrived at their destination, Renesmee looked around, not recognizing anything about where they were.

"Come on kid, I got something you'll like to see."

She all but ran around the car to rejoin her hand to Jake's and followed him obediently.

Nessie laughed hysterically, "Husky Stadium?" Jacob broke out into a run in his sweats, and she ran after him her silk wrap flowing out behind her.

"You know you don't have on any shoes," she inquired.

"I spent the greater part of a year naked, what's your point?" he laughed.

"Jake!" Nessie laughed, "You do talk scandalous."

When they had arrived at the place where Jacob stopped they were center field of Husky Stadium.

Looking around the whole stadium in awe, she began twirling with her arms out about her.

Jacob whisked her into his arms and began dancing with her.

"There's no music," she whispered shyly.

"We can make our own music," he murmured into her hair. It smelled of strawberries and the cool breeze enveloped him in her aroma.

Jacob held his Nessie close, placing her hand on his heart, and swaying to the beats of his heart.

Feeling the pull of his stare she couldn't help but look up at Jacob's intense eyes and her breath caught in her throat. How could someone so amazing love me? Want to be with me? How could he be mine? Am I dreaming?

"Breathe baby," Jake said when he noticed the color in her cheeks change.

Her mind spinning, she realized there was no feeling she had ever entertained like this. The devotion she could see in Jacob's eyes was overwhelming. Fear touched her heart, what if I give myself over, and I lose him?

"Jake," she whispered, having the urge to tell him every single fear that clouded her, that prevented her. But words failed her. If she could keep this night forever and never let it go, if there was only a way to be sure that this would never have to be some dreaded memory to try to recover from… if she could only be positive. How could she though? One day this would be over. Even if they did stay together, what if one day they were separated? What if he died? Unable to ask any of these questions, she simply took control of his hand and placed it over the thrumming of her heart.

What if you're wrong? She wanted to ask. What if you find someone else? Could I ever feel this way about someone else?

Jacob could see the hesitation behind her eyes, the fear, and doubt but couldn't understand what was prompting her fear.

"Nessie sweetheart, don't worry, I love you. I'll be here. We'll get through it together." He whispered to her.

Her brow smoothed and she smiled. Taking his hand she kissed his fingers tenderly, one…by one, praying with each kiss that she would never have to face life without him.

His hand cradled her face as a tear escaped her closed eyes.

"Will you be with me forever?" She whispered.

"As long as you want me," Jacob replied sweetly.

She was subdued, and wanted to promise him forever; right here, right now. But how could she? What if she was wrong?

Lowering his face to hers he paused with his lips brushing against hers, "I'll love you as long as I'll live, baby. I'll never leave you. You are my life."

They danced for a while under the moon when Ness broke the silence.

"Jake, will you do something for me?" Nessie whispered against his lips.

"You know I will." He promised.

"Take me," she whispered.

Jacob chuckled against her lips, "you know I can't."

"I don't care. I know what daddy said, and I know why he said it. He's afraid of me getting pregnant. He's afraid of the secret being compromised."

Jacob could only look into her eyes. There was nothing he wanted more than to give her what she wanted.

"But daddy has nothing to worry about you already know, and I would be happy to have your baby."

Jake was overcome and kissed her with all the love he possessed.

There was so much conflict in Jacob at this moment. More than life he wanted to be with the love of his life, but there was so much at stake. If he broke his word, he would break his confidence with her father, and since the old days the respect they shared between one another was a source of great pride for Jake. But on the other hand this was the object of his unconditional devotion. His mind and body had already undergone so much torture beyond the past year, but in the past few weeks, it was excruciating.

When she reached for his pants he broke away. "Baby, no. Not like this."

Jacob's resolve was tethered to honor. He would keep his word.

Shaking his head he had to laugh at her little girl pout. "Oh come baby, don't pout." But knew she was so beautiful like this, begging.

"But I need it… and I need you." she whined.

What could he do? He promised and it was a promise not only to Edward but also to her. If he gave into this, then she wouldn't know the difference and that would cost her more than just tonight. It would cost her forever knowing the meaning of true love.

First of all, Love is not selfish.

There would be nothing more selfish than to take her like this, but that pout… She was just so adorable, and there was nothing that mattered to him more than her. But he was denying her for her own benefit…

Jake smiled, "tell you what," he said kissing her pouty lip, "I'll do something else for you," he said wickedly and bit his lip.

She looked up at him hopefully.

Jake knew that offering her the compromise he was about to offer, would cost him more than she would ever know. Being near her, seeing her, giving into fantasies would torture him if he couldn't possess her in every way. But the pain of not having her tempered with the sweet pleasure of being so close was just the right kind of torture. Even if it would be painful, it would never be as painful as what Edward had to go through for Bella, and he could undergo anything for Renesmee.

Jacob had imagined how so many different things he wanted to do with her, and for her. Although it wasn't within his power to do what she asked, he had received permission for something else…and catching her up in his arms picked her up in a kiss.

Jake embraced her with one arm and with the other his hand pushed her silk dress up her thigh and guided one of her legs around his torso caressing the soft flesh of her thigh, all the way up the curve of her apple bottom ass.

Jacob could feel the heat emitting from her center on his stomach and his blood boiled. The instinct was something he hadn't predicted. Jacob focused on the kissing instead of the sweet sensations on his lower abdomen. Kissing her lips, tasting her tongue move with his mouth, biting her lips, hearing her breath speed and catch was beginning to be too much.

Moving from her lips to her neck, with a swift move he picked up by the tight of her ass. She gingerly wrapped her thighs around his waist as he continued to kiss down her neck and collar bone.

Using his nose he guided the soft silk, open low cut V neck top of her dress to the sides of her beautifully voluptuous breasts; beautiful torture. He breathed her in deeply, and his thoughts blurred watching her skin react to the cool of the air and the heat of his skin and her desire. The rising of her chest, the rising of the gooseflesh and the soft tremors through her body.

Breathe it but don't take it Jake, he commanded himself.

Nessie gripped her legs around his torso retrieving Jacob from his reverie of her divine sent. The pressure her powerful legs had felt amazing and she pressed her chest closer to his face, indicating that she didn't want him to go any further than where his face was perfectly positioned.

The moonlight flooded the stadium and make this glorious creature seem to glow in her beauty. Her little black lace negligee was enchanting to him to no end.

"Tear it off with your teeth," she commanded.

Lowering her in an instant to the turf, tearing open the practically already open silk robe from her body and all too willingly ravaged the bra from off of her flesh with that gorgeous smile he bore while doing it. She could feel his reaction in his sweats, pressing her body against it.

The sweet agony he was feeling with her so close and yet so far was so much better than the agony from the previous evening and he would trade that torment this forbidden fruit and its torture any day. His body was aching so much for her and the strength of his need was almost blinding. Having her press against it was almost enough for Jacob to abandon himself to his lust and love for Renesmee completely.

Jacob moved back off of her, looking down at her beautiful form took his breath away, and the grip she gained on his hair spread a smile on his face.

Concentrate on her face. You are doing this for her. Don't be selfish. Keep going…

"Kiss me." She said pulling her body up toward his face. The anticipation of what her plump, pink nipple between his lips would taste like drove his self control away from him… I do have permission for this… he reasoned and there was comfort in that. He could do this for her without the broken honor.

Jake's hands did what his mouth hadn't the nerve to do yet and grabbed at the flesh, pressing and squeezing, making her delicate flesh beg to be teased further. Her full breasts seemed to tease him saying 'put me in your mouth, I taste good.'

Her moans were music to Jacob's ears, "Go ahead and taste them."

The final hesitation flew away like a bird to summer skies as he lowered his lips to the begging, pulsing nipple closest to his lips.

They were amazing, firm but soft; amazing, responsive and almost with a mind of their own. He could graze his teeth against the tight flesh that was getting harder by the second and blow on them and they would change texture. Flicking them with his tongue made them pulse.

Jake smiled with his own pleasure and pain when again her moans broke through his concentration.

"Ummm, Jake, touch me, please…" she whispered breathlessly.

This was something he hadn't planned on doing. That's going to a place he couldn't control yet… or could he? Well as long as he doesn't induce pregnancy, he's not breaking any faith…

When he hesitated, she guided his free hand down her abdomen to her wet, waiting, expectant core; when his hot fingers went inside her she whined.

She felt amazing but he couldn't believe her smell. Retrieving his hand from her wet center, he examined the moisture on his fingers and inhaled deeply. Taking his index finger he plunged it into his own mouth and realized how wonderful it tasted.

"Delicious anguish," he murmured. The agony was excruciating again, but this time worse than before. The ache he felt between his own legs made him want to yank it out and impale this wretch with it. Concentrate on her…this is better than nothing.

Jake smiled devilishly and put his middle finger in her waiting mouth, dragging it over her tongue.

She thanked him by biting the tip of his finger; his blood on her tongue was her treat.

"Go ahead," he coaxed, "I don't mind." he said licking the fingers on his other hand and sliding them inside of her as she realized he was inviting her to drink from him.

Her eyes lit up while taking his finger back. His eyes were fixed on her, as her eyes were fixed on the little red stain on his finger while she slowly brought it back to her lips. She inhaled this smell...it was glorious. It was the life of her love. She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply and sucked on his finger. Her hips involuntarily bucked against his hand and he encouraged her, rubbing the little head of nerves, driving her further.

He resisted the urge to stop, seeing the need on Renesmee's face and knowing there was still something in his power to do for her this night. But could he restrain himself?

Taste it, but don't take it Jake... If you can't, don't...

Her eyes opened and she licked the spot where she had punctured his skin and watched it seemingly close.

The smell of her arousal overwhelmed Jacob and instinct drove him further, causing his whole body to shift down to inspect what was giving his senses such enchantment. There were no lace panties to impede his vision, as he had already known. He could feel the pulsing from her heart all the way through her body and pouring out of her sanctuary. He had made it this far, and if in the worst case he couldn't control himself, perhaps they could get away with a shotgun wedding in Vegas, but there was no turning back now.

Renesmee touched herself and brought her fingers to his lips and watched him intently as he was hypnotized by her perfection. "Kiss me," she moaned.

Taste it, but don't take it he chanted to himself.

Obedient to his lover and a slave to her desire, and a victim of his own instincts his lips burned a blazing trail up her inner thigh. Her legs spread wide and Jacob again found himself hypnotized because the cool air on her hot flesh made Renesmee's cunt flex and relax.

"Please" she moaned.

His tongue trailed the inside of her thigh and he made circles around the flesh before he would allow himself any closer. Breathing in the heavy heady scent, he steadied his heart the best he could before blowing his hot breath on her. Her whining repeated plea made him smile and he could control his mouth no longer. All the ecstasy Renesmee was allowed was realized when he plunged his tongue in and made delicious love to her. Nessie's head rolled back and her back arched and she knew Jacob was right, being in love did feel different.

When the writhing of Nessie subsided from under Jake, he knew he had been successful in at least satisfying her partially with what he could, and he had so far kept his word.

The satisfaction was enough to help him focus to calm the pulsing and the throbbing he was helpless to alleviate.

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Renesmee lay breathless in the soft moonlight and looked at Jake whose head was resting on her stomach. He heard the sound of it growl.

"My baby's hungry."

"For more than just the blood of meat," Nessie said with a growl of her own sitting up and positioning herself in a way to reach his stiff frustration.

"Let me help you with that," she offered sliding her hand in his sweats, rubbing the bulge that was harnessed by his briefs.

His body stiffened and he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself if they went down this road right now. Easing her hand out of his pants he smiled. "Not tonight my love," he said kissing her sweetly. "Come on my little nympho," he said picking her up and tying her dress back on, "sorry," he said picking up the shredded bra, "can I keep it?"

Renesmee giggled and blushed, ducking into his arm around her shoulder.

"Let's go home," Jake mused kissing her the crown of her head. "I love you," he murmured.

"I know."

"No. I love you more than you'll ever know, baby."