A/N: Heeeey. Sorry about that delay. I had planned to update a loooooot sooner than this. Family issues and other drama. But it's here and you guys still love me right? Okay shout out to Hans153 for beta-ing this chapter! Whoop! Thanks for everything!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Twilight Saga characters . . . I do however own this plot and if you so ever steal it I will hunt you down and gut you like a fish. Mark my words.

Lime alert … it's not as hot as my other stuff but it's still hot. Enjoy

JPOV

"Jake you're not cracking the egg right! Just give me the damn egg! No! No that's not how you—ugh just give it here!"

"No! I fucking know how to crack a damn egg, Nessie! I'm not five years old!"

"You got shells in the bowl, you sexy lug!"

I reached in and plucked the egg shell out and threw it on the counter and turned to face her with my hands on my hips. She called me sexy. I think my cock twitched.

"There! No egg shells in the bowl now!" I said, cracking another egg. That was a bad idea.

"Jake! What did I say about the eggs! I wanted to crack them!" She whined, her cheeks flushing red and her eyes squinting.

"Well the recipe only called for two eggs and I already cracked them," I was a smug bastard but who gives a fuck. "You can add the flour, baking soda, and coco powder." I said still smug. I wanted to pour in the oil and water. I was acting like a five year old, but frankly, I don't give two shits.

"But Jake! I don't just want to do the dry ingredients! I also want to do some wet ones too! You're so unfair!" She said as she grabbed the flour out of the cabinet above the stove. I watched as her shirt rode up as she reached to get the baking soda that was up higher then the flour. I could feel my dick start to harden as I saw that little sliver of pale skin. That little sight of skin would give me fantasies for jerking off for months.

"Jake! JAKE! Are you even listening to me?" I pulled my eyes off of the sliver of skin that was now covered up by her Blue October tank top and looked up to her face which had a beautiful smirk upon it. She knew that I was fantasizing about her.

"Huh? Y-yeah I was listening." I felt the blood rise to my cheeks. I never blushed, but then again . . . I never date . . . but here I am . . . dating the most fucking hot girl in the world. Just call me a smug bastard.

"Oh, really? You were listening? What did I just get done saying?" She placed the flour and baking soda on the counter next to the bowl with the eggs in it and placed her hand on her hips and tilted her head to the left and squint her eyes at me.

I 'uhm-ed' and 'uh-ed' for what had seemed like forever until she walked up to me and slapped me upside the head. I said 'ow' and rubbed the back of my head, feigning hurt. Nessie laughed and said whatever. We got back to making the cake, but things weren't going as planned; there was flour all over the place; of our clothing; probably even on the ceiling. We turned on the mixer and cake batter was flying every where. Nessie screamed at me to 'shut the fucking thing off' and I went and pulled out the cord from the electrical out-lit. The mixer turned off successfully and I puffed out a breath of success and Nessie pulled herself up onto the counter, hunching her back and huffing in exasperation.

I examined the mixer, trying to find out what had made it do haywire and throw batter at us as if we were invading its country. I saw the cause of why we were attacked with batter bombs; we forgot to fasten the bowl to the mixer. Great.

Nessie came up to me and licked some of the batter that was on my face. She pulled back with a seductive smile on her face, knowing what she was doing to me. Two can play at this game. My inner villain twirled his mustache mischievously.

I reached over and took my pointer fingers and ran it through the cake batter that was on her neck and brought it to my mouth. I sucked off the batter, moaning at the taste. She watched me with lustful eyes while I was doing this.

She came up to me, standing on her tip toes and brought her lips to mine. Our lips moved together. I could the erotic smacking that they were making. My tongue snuck out of my mouth and traced her lips. She automatically sucked my tongue into her mouth. She was sucking on my tongue! Imagine what it would be like if she was fucking sucking on my dick! Oh fuck! My dick is twitching uncontrollably. My pants are too fucking tight.

I moved my hands to her waist and lifted her up so that her legs were wrapping around my waist. I pressed my jean incased dick into her jean incased hot center. She moaned into my mouth. I pushed her up against the wall in the kitchen, kissing her roughly and grinding into her even more roughly.

She pulled her lips away from mine and leaned her head back on the wall and moaned.

"Jaaaake! What about your . . . oh God! Wh-what about your mom's . . . birthday cake?" Nice! She was almost speechless! Caused by yours truly!

"We'll order one from the bakers." I mumbled as I kissed down her neck.

"But . . . you . . . oh God!" She was at loss for words and I was a little smug about that . . . Because honestly . . . I love that reaction . . .

I kissed down her neck to the tops of her breasts and tank top. Oh my God in Hell, my dick was throbbing and I haven't even seen her naked yet. The urge to reach my hand down there was and rub myself through my jeans was tempting.

I moved my hands to her shirt, and slipped my hand up to her belly button. I looked up to her face and asked her if it was alright to take off her shirt and she nodded yes, too aroused to speak.

I pulled the tank top off of her and by God, I almost came in my pants at the sight in front of me.

Nessie's breasts were incased in a lime green lace bra. The color contrast against her skin was fucking hot. I could see her hardened nipples through the sheer lace. My dick was twitching up controllably. I wanted nothing more than to fuck her up against this wall.

"Babe . . . you're so fucking hot . . . I want you so much right now . . . I want to have you . . . I want to mark you as mine. " She moaned at my words. I started to kiss down to her left breast. I released her left tit and immediately started sucking on her perky pinky nipple.

"Jaaake! Oh! Th-that feels so good!"

While I was sucking on her tits, I moved my hands to her jeans and unbuttoned them and slid them down her slender legs. She quickly stepped out of them and quickly pulled down my jeans.

I brought my lips back up to her mouth and attached my mouth back to hers. I almost yelped when I felt her hand rub my dick through my boxers. I quickly lifted her up by the hips and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

I stared to grind my boxer clad hard cock into her panty clad pussy. It felt so good.

"Baby . . . please . . . oh! Let me make love to you . . . I need you so fucking bad." I moaned as I started to grind faster.

"N-no, Jake. Not . . . Oh God . . . not today . . . not today." I gasped out while clutching her hands in my long hair. I was going to respect her wishes and not make love to her tonight.

We started to grind faster, our heartbeats picking up and our lips barely touching because we were too lost in the lust.

We came together, shouting out words of love with the occasional fuck thrown in.

We pulled apart and kissed chastely. I went to my room and changed my boxers and put on my clothes while Nessie put her clothes back on in the living room.

I took her home and kissed her on her door step, just like in the movies.

A/N: The Blue October tank top part goes out to Hans153. So okay . . . What were your thoughts?

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