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Chapter 13 – Intoxicated

Jacob's POV

I'm sure she was about to strangle me.

"Jake-" she started, but I was already moving forward. I dragged my tongue over her skin and she was eerily quiet. Before long, I suctioned my lips to her chest and began to suck. Her hips pressed towards me and I supplied my leg. I pressed it between hers and put pressure against her center. I flicked my tongue over her skin as I continued to suck. She was slowly thrusting her hips against me and I almost fainted, just like a friggin girl. Bella was riding my leg. I couldn't be happier.

When I felt satisfied that my hickie would have left her way more dazzled than any vampire's, I pulled away. I kissed my way up to her neck before starting to suck there. She slid her hand into my hair and started pulling.

"Mmmm, un un, Charlie will see," she whispered. I only let her pull me away because she made a convincing argument. I returned to her lips and ravished them. I couldn't get enough of her. She was thrusting against my leg again and I couldn't let her go on. I pulled away from her and she whimpered. I almost put my leg back.

I slid my hands up to her face and cupped it, making her look at me. Her eyes were hazy, like she was drunk. I nudged my nose against hers once before my hands started to travel. She bit on her lip as I slid them over her neck, around the curve of her breasts, which were still miraculously covered by the towel. My hands went over her hips and then went to her ass. I gripped gently before sliding my hands to her upper thigh and nudged her nose.

"Jump on me," I demanded. My voice was laced with passion. Deep and infatuated. She complied. She jumped a little and wrapped her legs around me, her arms around my neck. I held onto her beneath her butt and walked her over to her bed. I laid her down on it and unhooked her body from mine. She backed up towards the head bored and I followed her, coming to rest at her side.

Our lips met again. I couldn't seem to get enough of her lips, her mouth. After a moment, her hips pushed up into the air a little. I could take a hint. I smiled against her lips as my hand caressed her body again. Her arm, down the side of her breast. This time, I hooked my finger into the towel and yanked it down. It seemed to take her by surprise and she reached for the flimsy, self conscious cover.

I grabbed her hand and shook my head. She bit on her lip. When I was sure she wasn't going to make a move for the towel again, I continued my path. I brushed over her breast, making sure my thumb gently passed her nipple. She took in a sweet breath of air and I continued. I trailed my hand over her stomach, feeling it quiver. Finally, I rested on her core. She raised her hips and I pulled my mouth away from hers. I took in a deep breath and smelled Bella.

God, she smelled more amazing this way than any other. She was my favorite scent now. Her arousal was intoxicating. I rested my forehead on her shoulder before I started working my fingers over her. Gently, I used the pad of my middle finger to stroke between her lips. I made my touch feather light and it seemed to drive her crazy. She tried to thrust her hips up.

I was breathing heavily and I couldn't help it. Getting to please Bella was one of my biggest fantasies. And if there was a chance this would bring her into my arms, there's no way I was passing it up. Her hand I had grabbed before was above her head, twisting into the pillow. Her eyes were shut, her head tilted back. I savored the sight of her, hoping I'd see her like this another time soon. I slid my finger between her lips and felt my finger slip into wet, damp heat. I almost cried out at the heaven surrounding my finger, in ecstasy. Instead, I let my head rest on her shoulder.

"Jesus Christ, Bells," I mumbled against her skin. She wiggled a little beneath me and let out a moan. I felt my need to be slow and explore start to disappear. It was being replaced by the need to ravish her in all the right places. I found myself unbelievably thankful, in that moment, that werewolves couldn't keep anything to themselves. From my pack, I knew just enough about sex to become a God at it, I was sure.

I dipped my finger into her, sliding deeper and deeper. Her back arched as my hand finally came to rest fully against her. I was nearly panting now. She was so amazingly tight; I'd never experienced anything like this before.

"Jake-" she started on my name a second time. The passion in her voice cut her off and she licked her lips, swallowing. I began to pull my finger out, only to push it back in again. Her hand came to my shoulder than and she positioned herself, turned into me a little bit. I found my lips on hers again, needing the contact with her. She was insatiable. Her lips, her tongue, her whole mouth was trying to get more of mine. I felt something bubbling inside my chest. Anxiousness and impatience started to rage through me.

I got to my knees, our lips still attached. I was hovering over her now, her arm draped over my shoulder as I began to drive my finger into her as gently as I could with as impatient as I was. Her lips broke from mine. Even as I searched for them again, they were traveling down the side of my neck. She let out a soft moan as I twisted my finger within her a little. I began to rub the pad of my finger against her inside walls. She bit my neck and I tilted my head back and moaned. She was going to drive me over that edge again.

I pulled away from her so she couldn't reach me anymore. Her eyes fluttered open, a sweet, sad look on her face.

"What are you doing?" she asked. I could only smirk. I could feel Bella, smell Bella, see Bella. Hear her. But now I needed to taste her. All five senses needed to be appeased. I moved my mouth to the hickie I had recently given her. I moved lower, to her nipple, and secured my lips over it. She started to twist and turn below me. My finger began its brief movements within her again as I flicked my tongue over her little nub. Her hand went into my hair. She gripped it, then released, gripped, then released. I sucked a little harder and finally got what I wanted.

"Jake! God, how are you doing this to me?" she cried out, weakly. Her back was arching, falling; her chest compressing, expanding. I finally pulled away as she moaned out again. I let my lips drift down her stomach, tickling her navel with my tongue for a brief second before I went lower. I could feel her gaze on me and I opened my eyes to look at her. She seemed at a loss, not understanding. Had she never heard of this before? Never seen, or done it? I grinned a little, the thought of being the first to help her experience this ringing in my ears. I lifted her leg a little so I could get between them, pulling my finger out of the way.

"Bella," I said, realizing then how husky and battered my voice was, "I'm going to eat you out. I'm going to drag my tongue… From here," I started then, placing my tongue where my finger had once been. Her legs instinctively began to close but I placed both of my hands on her thighs, keeping them open. I pulled my tongue away. "To here," I finished, placing the tip of my tongue at that little nub that controlled so much of her pleasure. I pulled my tongue away again.

I watched her, making sure she was ok with what I was doing. Beyond ok, she looked like she was shaking with excitement. I closed my eyes then, wanting to focus on the pure feel and taste of her. I was already completely surrounded in Bella's arousal. I think I was drunk off it.

I placed my tongue at the base of her sex and then, slowly, began to drag it up. I felt her whole body tense. It coiled and then released as soon as I got to her nub again. I heard her let out a deep breath and then take in another.

All I could think was Oh my fucking god, she tastes like my new favorite meal. Instead of pulling away and repeating, I just dipped my tongue down again, slipping through her folds. I felt her writhing in the bed. Jesus, Bella, don't call my name… I want to savor this and I can't do that if you make me so goddamn impati-

"Jake!" she cried out, and I found myself enveloped in her once again. Damn it, I couldn't keep from doing it. My tongue started pressing harder, deeper into her. I rested my nose right at the top of her clit and dug my tongue inside her. She cried out and gasped, her back arching. She was pressing her ass into the bed, which was in turn bringing her core away from me. I didn't like it. I slid my hands beneath her ass and lifted her into my mouth. I felt like a kid trying to lick his plate clean for a prize. My prize was Bella's orgasm, and I would win it.

I flicked my tongue around inside her, thrusted it in and out. I pulled away for a split second for breath, before moving to her clit again. I rubbed my tongue against it a few times before she cried out again. God, she was going to have Charlie rushing home because of a phone call from the neighbors. I continued my assault, feeling my breath getting heavier, my chest not getting enough air as I worked on her. I didn't care, I needed to hear what she sounded like.

"Jake, please! I - … Oh god." She had started out loud, pleading. By the end, she was gasping, whimpering, whispering. I knew what was coming. I found my nails digging into her ass, pulling her closer to me. I wouldn't stop, not even if I couldn't breathe. She was right there, hanging on the edge. I felt her breath hitch, her body tense. I moved my tongue faster. After a second of nothing new, I brought one of my hands up and thrusted my finger into her again. She screamed out, but I knew that was surprise, not orgasm.

I slid my finger in and out of her while focusing my tongue completely on her clit. Her pussy was clenching around my finger, and I couldn't help my mind from wandering. Wondering what it would be like to be completely inside her. What if besides my finger, that was my dick? I think I could have orgasmed with her in that moment.

She cried out my name as she peaked. I felt her whole body shudder, release. She shuddered again. I withdrew my finger, falling into her. I licked her, gently. I avoided her sensitive nub now, but I wanted to taste her endlessly. I wanted her there forever.

I knew I had to pull away after a while. I withdrew and wiped my face with my hand before lifting her leg so I could lie beside her again. I expected her to be laying there, exhausted. I expected questions, explanations, worry. I thought she might throw me out of her room, after the haze of sexual tension dispersed.

All I found was Bella's lips on mine, demanding. She was insatiable. She put her hand on my chest and pushed me back into the bed. She hovered over me now. She wasn't straddling me, just kneeling at my side. I reached my hand up to cradle her head, pulling her mouth harder against mine.

She was hot, sweating, burning up. It reminded me of when I had begun my transition into a werewolf. I pulled her away a little and looked up at her. Her eyes opened, and I saw her whole being. She was raw, laid out before me now. I saw love, acceptance, satisfaction but desire. She wanted more. I wanted to give her everything. I wiped at a bead of sweat on her forehead and then kissed her where it had been.

I tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, still watching her. The bastard, blood sucking, idiotic, asshole vampire would never have Bella the way I did. I don't care if she wanted to try and deny all her feelings for me again; he would never see her look at him the way she was looking at me. It was the look of knowing you had just been thoroughly pleased by your best friend. Someone who you'd known for years, someone who was there for you when no one else was.

I suddenly didn't know how I'd lived the last few weeks only seeing her brief spells at a time. I nudged her nose with mine, not knowing what she was thinking.

Then headlights flashed across the room. We both froze in that moment.

"Charlie," she whispered. We both jumped out of the bed. I avoided the window, not knowing if he routinely glanced up before he walked in. I adjusted myself inside my pants as she found her towel and wrapped it around her. The door downstairs slammed shut.

"Bella?!" Charlie's voice came up the stairs. I went to the window but she grabbed me, pulled me into her. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. I was shocked but that emotion passed as something erupted inside my stomach. Her kiss was too passionate, too adoring for me to leave then. I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist, my heart beating in my throat. I wanted to leave, but at the same time, I'd rather have Charlie catch me like this and shoot me with his shot gun. Anything to stay with her.

"Bella?!" the door knob wiggled, but she had locked it.

"Just a second dad, I just got out of the shower," she called over her shoulder. She kissed me again, grinded her hips into me. I turned her around and pushed her up against the wall, trying not to groan. I thrusted my hips into her. I wrapped my arm around her waist and used the other to bring her leg up onto my hip.

"The neighbors called, said they heard you screaming," Charlie's voice begged through the door. He was still trying the handle. I groaned into her mouth as her nails raked across my skin. I couldn't believe I was doing this, with Chief Swan right on the other side of her door. I finally pulled away. She was breathing heavily, her face was flushed. She was gorgeous.

"Bella, is everything ok?" he asked. I watched a grin overtake her face.

"Everything's fine, dad… Hold on one second," she said. I could hear his foot tapping in the hallway.

"What are you going to tell him?" I asked, whispering into her ear as I nibbled on her earlobe.

"I don't know yet," she whispered back at me.

"Just let me know if Billy should be expecting an angry call or drive by shooting, ok?" I whispered. She stifled a laugh behind her hand, then shook her head no. I leaned in to kiss her again. I rested my forehead against hers and then forced myself to pull away. It had to be the hardest thing I'd ever done.

I wanted to cry when our skin parted. I felt like something had been torn out of my soul, only to be left in Bella's capable hands. She looked at me like I had done the same thing to her. I went to the window and sat on the windowsill, ready to jump down. She kissed my shoulder.

"I'll see you soon," I whispered, glancing back at her. Then I fell into the abyss.

Bella's POV

Oh… My god.

I tried to calm myself as I leaned against the wall beside my window. My heart was fluttering too fast. I placed my hand over it. I couldn't reminisce in Jacob's touch just yet. I had to cool Charlie down.

"Bella, if you don't open this door, I will break it down-"

"Hey dad," I said, pulling the door open. I clutched at my towel, making sure it was definitely pulled up over the hickies I now had. I wonder if he could hear how loud my heart was beating. I could, because it was in my ears. His eyes started glancing furiously around the room, searching for anything out of place. Apparently, he didn't find anything. I looked at him like he'd lost his mind.

"The neighbors called. They heard you scream," he said, eyes still searching. It looked like he wanted to come in and search my room. I backed up and reached for my robe.

"You look worried I'm hiding a dog, dad. I'll let you search while I put my robe on in the bathroom," I said, stifling a giggle. Before he could disagree, I shut the door behind me. I let out a frightened breath. Now I needed a reason why I had screamed. I searched my mind, but you never know how blank it is until you're almost caught having… fun? with your best friend. By your dad.

I dropped the towel and slipped the robe on. I glanced at myself in the mirror, overjoyed that I wasn't red in the face, or flushed at all. I hope it stayed that way. Hope fully he wouldn't notice this ridiculously giddy glow around me.

A hard knock on the bathroom door.

"Yeah, dad? Give me two seconds," I said, tying the robe. I glanced at myself again. What do I tell him?

I pulled open the bathroom door and saw him leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. He looked irritated he hadn't caught me snorting crack off the floor. He was looking me straight in the face. I worked to not avert my eyes from his. His expression changed then, one that said Well?

"Nothing,dad. I don't understand why the neighbors are being so nosey. I mean, honestly, all I did was kill a spider," I said. His expression changed immediately. From grumpy old papa bear, to surprised jerk.

"You screamed at a spider? Did you kill it, Bells?" he asked. I rolled my eyes. Only my dad would jump at the excuse of something so ordinary, to save from prying into my life. I found myself unbelievably grateful I wasn't living with my mother right now.

"Yes, I killed it, dad. That's why I hwasin the shower. It was this big, gross, hairy disgusting beast. I got him good," I said. I'd have to tell Jacob all about how I conquered this big scary beast. I grinned at the thought, walking back to my room. Charlie followed.

"Dad, do you mind? I'd like to get dressed," I said, turning to watch him, in my doorway. He cleared his throat, realizing he was over bearing.

"Will you come down and cook a midnight dinner? I'm starving," he said. I almost laughed out loud. I nodded my head yes, giving the five year old father of mine his answer. I closed the door as he retreated down the stairs. Finally, I slipped to the floor, resting my head against my door. I found myself here a lot lately.

I couldn't believe Charlie had bought my lies. My hair was almost dry by now. I brought my hair around and breathed in, smelling Jake. Earthy, musky, delicious Jake. My Jake. I let out the breath and reveled in the thought of him.

He had done things to me that I'd never even thought would happen. Ever. I remembered his touch. His fingers, prodding inside me. His tongue, delving deep into me. I almost giggled. I did shudder. He had brought me to the highest peak I'd ever felt. When I was above him, watching him as he watched me, after it was all over… I knew then that nothing between Edward and I would ever be the same. Jacob's kiss in the kitchen had been the turning point. But this was the hook, line and sinker.

My fingertips floated over my lips. He had kissed me with such passion. Passion I hadn't even known existed. He had lit a heavy fire inside me. When he touched me, it was hungrily. The hunger I wanted to feel, not the hunger that would turn me into the walking dead. He had been so hot to touch; I hadn't realized just how cool Edward had been until I had Jake doing those incredible things to me.

I ran my hands through my hair and got to my feet, starting to find clothes. When he had told me what he was going to do to me…. God, the sound of his voice made me want to roll over into the covers and scream. The way he looked at me, like I was the only person he would ever think of doing those things to…

I got myself too worked up. I was already breathing heavily, leaning against my dresser. I grabbed underwear and a bra and started to dress. Jake was the only thing on my mind, the rest of the night.

In the back of my mind, Edward's voice nagged at me. But I wouldn't let him ruin this moment. Not tonight.

Maybe tomorrow.

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