A/N: Massive thanks to everyone who read and reviewed my last chapter! I love you all!

As always, love to my kickass beta: plainjanedee

13. Fire Meet Gasoline ~ UH

It's dangerous, to fall in love,

But I, wanna burn with you tonight, hurt me,

There's two of us,

We're bristling with desire, the pleasures pain and fire, burning,

So, c'mon I'll take you on, take you on,

I ache for love, ache for us,

Why don't you come, don't you come a little closer,

So c'mon now strike a match, strike a match,

Now we're a perfect match, perfect somehow,

We were meant for one another, come a little closer,

Flame that came to me, fire meet gasoline,

Fire meet gasoline, I'm burning alive,
I can barely breathe, when you're here loving me,
Fire meet gasoline, fire meet gasoline,
I got on a knee, when you came after me,
Fire meet gasoline, I'm burning alive,
And I can barely breathe, when you're here loving me,
Fire meet gasoline, burn with me tonight,

And we will fly,
Like smoke darknin' the skies,
I'm Eve, I want to try, take a bite,
So come on now, strike the match, strike the match now,
We're a perfect match, perfect somehow,
We were meant for one another, come a little closer,

But it's a bad bet, certain death,
But I want what I want, and I gotta get it,
When the fire dies, darkened skies,
Hot ash, dead match, only smoke is left,
It's a bad bet, certain death,
But I want what I want, and I got to get it
When the fire dies, darkened skies,
Hot ash, dead match, only smoke is left.

Fire Meet Gasoline ~ Sia

BPOV

Early the next morning, I stirred to the delicious feeling of warm fingertips softly stroking my forearm. Smiling, I instinctively turned and snuggled into him, before inhaling his intoxicating natural scent. Slowly, I opened my eyelids to find a pair of dark, peaceful eyes staring back at me.

"Hey, you," I murmured in a hushed voice; a contented and relaxed smile pulled at my lips.

"Hey, beautiful," he rasped, his tone thick and scratchy from sleep.

Nuzzling my nose into the crook of his neck, I ghosted the pads of my fingers over his chiselled abs and along his muscular arms; my smile widening knowingly as I felt him shiver and groan from my touch. "What time is it?"

Lacing his fingers with mine, Jake brought our joined hands to his lips and placed a gentle kiss onto my knuckles. "A little after eight."

Peering up at him through my lashes, I trailed the side of my forefinger along his stubbled jaw. "How're you feeling?"

Brushing a strand of hair away from my face, he pressed a kiss to my forehead. "Good. Kinda feel like a weight's been lifted, y'know? Never had a lot of luck in my life, but since I met you? Feel like a King; like I could do anything, y'know?"

My heart swelled in my chest and tears of happiness glistened in my eyes. Attempting to talk through the lump in my throat, I rasped, "You'll never know how much that means to me, and I feel the exact same way with you and Ethan."

Giving me that gorgeous pearly-white smile that I loved so much, Jake lowered his mouth to mine and captured my lips in a soft, lingering kiss. We only broke apart when my stomach protested in a loud growl. Pulling back, Jake gazed down at me chuckling, "You hungry, baby?" Goddamned stomach, ruining the moment.

Embarrassed, I burrowed my head in his chest, and let out a muffled whine, "Way to ruin the moment."

"Hey, now," he gave a small laugh and gently pried my face from his chest, "Nothing's been ruined, but my girl's hungry, so why don't we put this on hold and get your beautiful ass fed." My girl... beautiful... God, I'm in love.

~UH~

JPOV

God, I fucking loved this. Being with Bella and being able to just be me, especially now that I'd told her the truth about my past; I felt fucking born-again. It felt amazing, freeing-plus, I was pretty sure I was head over heels in love with her, so I was floating happily on cloud freaking nine. After last night, and waking up with her in my arms this morning, it just confirmed it. I didn't ever wanna spend another second apart from her. I was in this - completely. As far as I was concerned, she was it for me. And as I watched her standing by her stove cooking us breakfast, I was absolutely certain of it - there'd never be anyone else. She was all I saw. Bella Swan was my gravity.

"Would you stop," she giggled, attempting to shield herself from my playful hands. Laughing, I snaked my arms around her waist and rested my chin in the crook of her neck.

Breathing in her mouth-watering berry scent, I kissed her sweet skin and held her close. "You smell so good."

"I smell of pancake batter," Bella countered jokingly, unintentionally wiggling her sexy ass against my erection. I'd been rock hard since I'd woken up this morning in the bed of the most beautiful woman on the planet. Seeing her stunning body lying next to mine in nothing but the sexy-as-fuck black, lacy lingerie she'd worn to bed, and not being able to touch her? Pure. Fucking. Torture. I could've cut glass.

"Mmmm, delicious," I growled, burying my nose in her hair. Christ, I couldn't keep my hands off of her. She was too goddamned tempting.

"Jake... I'm trying to make us breakfast," she protested in a half whine and half moan.

Trailing kisses from her hairline down to the collar of the shirt she'd borrowed from me, I breathed, "Not so sure I'm hungry for food anymore." To emphasise my point, I ground my hard-on into her ass, needing her to see how badly I craved her. "You look so fucking sexy in my shirt."

Dropping the ladle onto the counter with a loud clank, her head fell back onto my shoulder, and her eyes closed. "Jake," she mewled, as I rained kisses over her neck.

Skimming my hands over her body, I bit the tender flesh under her earlobe. "I know you're hungry, Bells, but fuck, baby, I need you."

Breathing deeply, she gasped and arched her body into mine; her eyes heavy lidded and shimmering with desire. "Are..." she swallowed, hard, "Are you sure? La-Last night-"

Pressing my forefinger onto her lips, I cut her off. "...doesn't matter. This matters. Us. Fuck, Bells, I've wanted you for so long, but I couldn't act on it. Now I can. Nothing is gonna stop me from making you mine."

A knee-buckling whimper tumbled from her lips, and my heart accelerated rapidly in my chest. It was beating so fast I was sure it was gonna burst.

Turning her trembling body in my arms, I backed her up against the counter, like a predator hunting its prey. "Are you mine, Bells? Are you my girl?"

Gazing at me with eyes full and sparkling with love, she reached a hand up to cup my cheek. "Jake, I've been yours since the moment we met." Jesus Christ.

"Thank fuck," I growled, relief crashing over my body so strong I damn near hit the floor. Taking her lips in a fierce and passionate kiss, I panted, "Let me love you, baby. Lemme make you mine."

Sucking in a harsh breath, I rocked my throbbing cock against her panty-covered core. Instinctively she lifted her leg until her foot flattened against the cabinet door. Moaning, her fingers curled and fisted around the lip of the counter as she writhed against me, her body seeking the pleasure I knew only I could give her.

Attacking her neck with my lips, I teasingly slid one hand up her smooth, bare leg and along the outside of her toned thigh. Inch-by-inch, my fingers crept closer to the hem of her lace panties, and my need for her amplified. Fuck, I was tempted to take her right here, right now, but I fought the urge. My girl deserved better than a quick fuck on the kitchen counter. She deserved to be worshipped, cherished and showered with love, and that's exactly what I was gonna give her. "Can I make love to you, baby?"

"Yes," Bella breathed without delay.

Thank you, God.

~UH~

BPOV

My heart raced in my chest as Jake reached to the side of me to turn off the stove, and in one effortless swoop, he lifted me into his arms. Cradling me against his muscular chest, he hummed in appreciation as my hand wound around his neck and pulled his face to mine; my lips urgently sought his.

"Absolutely stunning," he murmured against my mouth, his tongue delving into my depths and tangling passionately with mine as we deepened the kiss. In my room, he closed the door with his foot and carefully manoeuvred us past my furniture, before gently laying me down on the bed.

Kneeling onto the bedspread, he crept up my body, taking care to kiss, caress and nuzzle every morsel of skin within his reach, before towering over me; his magnificent masculine form settling between my thighs.

"Jake," I whimpered softly, threading my fingers into his hair as he dipped down to claim my lips, tasting me, savouring me, embedding my essence into his memory as our mouths made slow, sensual love.

"I'm here, baby," he rasped, as his lips left mine and worked their way over my jaw, down the slope of my neck and along the exposed skin of my chest.

Revelling in his ministrations, my eyes fluttered to a close as I bit my lip and ran my hand over his thick, corded neck. "Feels so good."

Groaning in response, he slowly-almost as if he was unsure—began to unbutton the dress shirt I'd slipped on this morning; his hands shook as they went.

Sensing his unease, I placed my hands on his and laced our fingers together. "Hey," I spoke softly, too scared to speak any louder in case I broke the magical spell that cocooned us. "Don't be nervous, Jake. It's just me. Us. Nothing to be afraid of, honey."

Moving back up my body, he smiled and lightly nuzzled my nose. "Not afraid, Bells, just don't want this to be over before it's even begun."

Sitting up on my elbows, I travelled my hand over his sculpted chest and along his broad shoulders; my eyes freely roamed his God-like body before whispering in what I'd hoped was my best seductive voice, "So what if it is?" I shrugged, smirking. "Just means we'll last longer the next time," I hovered my lips tantalising close to his, but held back the kiss I knew he craved. "And the time after that," I peppered kisses along his jawline, "and the time after that," I slipped my tongue out to trace the outline of his lips, "and... the time after that..." I drifted off.

"Christ," he growled, his hot breath skating over my skin, creating goose-bumps.

Suckling his plump lip between my teeth, I bit down hard, and basked in the panty-soaking hiss that escaped him. "We have all the time in the world; we don't have to rush this. We can go as fast or slow as you like, baby. You set the pace."

Tangling his fingers into my hair, he nudged me backwards until I fell back onto the pillows. Gazing down at me with an intensity that I felt in my very soul, he grazed his lips over the pulse point below my ear and rasped, "Nothing on this earth could ever make me rush loving you, Bells, but, Christ, I need you. I'm going outta my mind with how much I need you, baby."

A strangled whimper fell from my lips as his fingers continued to unbutton my shirt. Marvelling in his touch, my body bowed into his and my nails dug into the taut flesh on his shoulders. A guttural grunt tore from his throat in response. "Fuck."

I was overwhelmed. The intensity of every touch, kiss and caress grew tenfold. He was consuming me, inhaling me, and devouring me. It was all too much, yet at the same time, never enough. He was my air, my sun, my moon; I needed him to survive.

As he reached the last button, he languidly parted the soft fabric, before brushing a tender kiss just above my navel. "So beautiful," he gloried in a breathy whisper; his darkened eyes seared into my body as he thoroughly examined my exposed figure. I should've felt vulnerable, nervous, but the longing shining in his eyes was more than enough to soothe any worries I might have had. I loved the way he was making me feel, so sexy and desirable. His gravelly voice was in my ear again, "So fucking beautiful."

With a feather-light touch, his fingers traced the valley between my breasts, before drifting along the underside of my bra, his thumb skimming my rib cage. "Please," I pleaded, not really knowing what I was asking for.

"Please what, beautiful?" He asked as he kneeled above me, splaying his large palm over my stomach.

"Jake," I whimpered, desperately needing his touch.

Dragging my nails down his chest and over his defined abs, he groaned, "Fuck, baby."

Sitting up so we were face-to-face, I kissed his pec and ran my lips up his throat and along his jaw. "Touch me, Jake, please," I begged, shamelessly. I didn't care if I sounded desperate or wanton, I just needed to feel his skin on mine.

Growling, he brought his lips down to mine and kissed me with utter abandon as our tongues danced together ardently. Wasting no time, he peeled the shirt from my shoulders and tossed it to the floor. Palming the sides of my neck, he lowered me back whilst pushing his very prominent erection into my panties.

"Ungh," I moaned, grinding up against his cock, needing the friction to ease the delicious ache he'd created.

"Gotta quit making those sounds, baby; gonna make me lose it before I've even been inside your beautiful body," he warned, trailing his lips across my shoulders.

"I... god, I can't... oh, God, yes," I whined as his mouth lowered to my lace covered breasts. Weaving my fingers into his hair, I held him in place as his tongue made lazy circles around my hardened nipple through the fabric.

Peering up at me with darkened eyes, he slipped the straps from my shoulders and unclasped my bra before hastily removing it and throwing it on top of the discarded shirt.

"Jesus, fuck, never seen anything so breath-taking," he panted breathlessly, gazing at my breasts thoroughly entranced.

Lowering his head, he sprinkled soft kisses over my cleavage as I pushed my chest toward him, the warmth of his mouth driving me wild. Suddenly his large hand came up and palmed my flesh, while his thumb and forefinger rubbed and pinched my nipple.

I bucked against him, unable to remain still as moans of pleasure tumbled from my mouth without permission. "Oh! Jake..."

"Love it when you say my name, baby," he grunted as his hot mouth engulfed my breast.

"Yes!" I cried out as his mouth drew me in long and hard, his tongue flicking and lapping my nipple.

My body flailed uncontrollably beneath his as his talented mouth suckled, licked and lavished my breast, before releasing me with a loud smack, and pressing a loving kiss onto the wet skin. Shifting his body slightly until he'd draped himself over my right leg, he whispered into my skin that I tasted fucking delicious and that he couldn't get enough, before moving over to devour my other breast and simultaneously rubbing his throbbing length against my thigh.

I was hanging on by a very thin thread as my body demanded release. I was out of my mind with desire, bucking and arching into him frantically as I sought any kind of relief.

"Easy, baby. I got you," he croaked, as his fingers ran over my rib cage, down my stomach, along my abdomen until he reached the hem of my lace panties. Gazing up at me with hooded eyes, he rasped, "Can I, Bells?"

Breathing harshly, I sat up and braced myself on one elbow, using the other arm to urge him closer. Running my fingers over the short hairs on his neck, I breathed against his lips, "Touch me, Jake."

"Fuck," he cursed, bringing his mouth to mine and kissing me hard. Spearing his tongue into my mouth, our lips danced zealously, passionately as his fingers moved to my breasts, gently teasing my erect nipples. "Lay down, baby," he rasped, once again guiding my body back until my spine hit the cushiony softness of my pillows, whilst his teeth nibbled at the sensitive skin on my neck.

Making his way down my body, Jake's darkened eyes held mine as he nipped at my hipbone, before dipping his tongue into my navel, swirling and circling it so erotically, I bucked under him. An unladylike, guttural moan left my lips as he ground himself into my leg.

Lower and lower he travelled, kissing and tormenting me with his tongue, as his fingers curled around my hips, pinning my body to mattress to keep me still.

Closing my eyes, I threw my head back with pleasure as my hands fisted the bedsheets. "Jake, please!" I shrieked, lifting my hips from the bed to meet his mouth. I ached with the need to be touched.

"Relax, baby," he breathed into my abdomen, before nuzzling his nose into my panty-covered mound and inhaling deeply. "Wanted to taste you for so long." Hooking his pointer fingers around the lace waistband of my panties, he slowly, and with precision, slid them off. Growling, Jake's already hooded eyes glazed over with a heady desire as he took in my naked body. "You have any idea how sexy you are?"

"Please," I begged again, gripping his shoulders in a feeble attempt to push him to where I needed him the most.

"So beautiful... so wet," Jake groaned, delicately tracing his fingers over my saturated folds, caressing me tenderly. Dipping down, he pressed a spine-tingling kiss onto my thigh. "Christ, you smell so good, baby," his voice was a smoky timbre, before, finally, he lowered his mouth over my aching sex.

"Oh, Jesus!" I wailed as my body shot off the mattress at the touch of his lips. My back arched as he ran the tip of his tongue along the slit of my core, before blowing hot air over my throbbing sex. "Jake!" I screamed, reaching above my head to grab onto the headboard. "Oh my go..." I trailed off, my eyes squeezed tightly shut as his mouth took me higher and higher.

"Fuck, Bells, you taste like strawberries and cream." Pushing his nose against my clit, his tongue explored me thoroughly, lapping up my arousal before taking my quivering nub between his teeth and massaging me softly with his lips.

"Yes..." I whimpered, trying to move away from him, only to have him roll me back into place and reach his hands up my body, holding me steady with his forearms, while his palms roughly cupped my breasts and pushed them together; his fingers rubbing and tweaking my nipples, exciting me further.

Licking up the length of me, Jake sank his tongue inside of me, feasting on my essence, and edging me closer and closer toward the brink of release. Pulling back, he glanced up at me from between my legs, my arousal glistening on his nose, lips and chin. "Cum for me, baby," he commanded, softly. "Need your juices coating my fingers, beautiful. Need it so fucking bad."

"Kiss me," I implored, desperate to taste him and uncaring that the evidence of my desire covered his lips.

Before I could even register what was happening, his gorgeous body towered over mine, and his mouth was kissing me with reckless abandon. Trailing his fingers down my body, his thumb circled my clit, as his middle finger eased inside of me, stroking and caressing my inner walls.

Sucking my lower lip between his teeth, he bit down hard. "Ride my fingers, baby. Make yourself cum."

Wailing, I snaked my arms around him and clung on tight as I did what he'd ordered me to do. With our foreheads resting securely against each other, Jake's hooded eyes gazed directly into mine. "Fuck, yes, Bella; take my fingers, show me how much you need my cock." Harder. Faster. Deeper. "Cum, baby. Cum for me now."

As if his erotic words had flipped some kind of switch within me, I dug my nails into his shoulders, my walls contracted around his finger and my orgasm shot through my body like a bullet from a gun. Squeezing my thighs together, his finger and thumb worked me harder as I rode out my release. Thrashing my body from side to side, Jake held me close, peppering kisses over my face, as the last waves of euphoria descended upon me. "Jake," I breathed, my entire being spent and trembling in the aftermath of one of the best orgasms of my life.

Breathing hard, my chest heaved heavily as the remaining tremors ran through me, gradually bringing me back down to earth. "So fucking beautiful, baby," Jake murmured against my lips, nestling his nose into the crook of my neck. Gently, he removed his finger from inside of me and brought it to his mouth. Groaning, his eyes rolled into his head as he sucked my release clean from his hand. Christ, that act alone had me ready and raring to go again.

"That was..." I didn't even have the words. "I've never felt anything as incredible as that." My body shivered as I curled into him, needing to feel his warmth.

"Me neither," he whispered, skirting his fingers over my naked waist and up the curve of my breast. "Never seen anything so sexy in my life."

Smiling lazily, I brushed my lips with his; my blissfully sated body came alive with desire once again as I felt his erection throb and twitch against my leg through the cotton of the sweats he'd borrowed to sleep in. I knew he wouldn't push me for more, but I was still desperate for him. He'd given me a level of pleasure I'd never experienced before, but he hadn't made love to me. I needed him inside me, loving me, cherishing me, worshipping my body until we were both delirious with exhaustion and ready to spend the rest of the morning sleeping peacefully in each other's arms.

"Jake," I hummed, running my hands down his half-naked body, I urged him closer. Bringing my hand around to the drawstring of the sweats, I held in a moan as I spotted the darkened and moist evidence of his need soaking his sweats. Untying the knot, I gulped hard, watching him intently as his chest rose and fell laboriously in anticipation, and his Adam's apple bobbed furiously in this throat. Moving my gaze to his, I waited, needing permission to go further. After everything he'd been through in his past, the last thing I wanted to do was make him feel uncomfortable.

Leaning forward, he claimed my lips with his and whispered, "Touch me, Bells, please," before guiding my hand under the elasticated band and onto his thick and ready cock.

Squeezing his eyes shut, he sucked in a harsh breath. "Christ," he hissed, curling his fingers around my hip, and pulling me flush against him; my sensitive nipples rubbing against his chest.

Stroking my hand up and down his throbbing length, I circled my thumb over his mushroomed tip, spreading the oozing pre-cum over the head of his shaft. "I want you, Jake. I need you inside of me."

Swallowing hard, a low growl rumbled from deep inside of him as his hand squeezed my ass. "I want you too, baby." Rolling on top of me, I groaned as the moist head of his cock slid against my still-sensitive core. Running my hand over his muscles, I bit my lip and used the tips of my toes to push down his sweats, whilst my fingers dug into his firm ass.

Glancing down at our bodies, I ghosted my fingers over his washboard abs; the pads of my thumbs took their time exploring every indentation, groove and imprint. I couldn't help but stare at him in wonder. His body was a work of art—a masterpiece. Even with the few scars and marks he had marring his otherwise flawless skin, he was, without a doubt, breath-takingly stunning.

Dropping my head back against the pillow, I lifted a hand to frame his cheek. "What're you doing to me, Jake?" I asked in a soft and quiet voice. "You make me feel-"

Bracing himself on his elbows, making sure not to hurt me, he pressed a finger to my lips. "Me, too, baby. I feel it, too."

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him toward my lips and kissed him softly. "Then show me," I murmured, "Make love to me, Jake."

With beads of sweat gathering on his forehead, he gulped hard; his entire body shaking and trembling. Capturing my lips, he slid his palms under my ass and gently lifted my pelvis, tilting my body to meet his length. "Tell me if I do anything wrong; I don't wanna hurt you."

"You never could, baby, never." Helping him, I grasped his quivering hand and let him lead me to his shaft. Together, as if creating some kind of unbreakable bond, we slowly, carefully, eased him inside of me.

"Should I... do we need... fuck... do you want me to wear a condom?"

I knew that having him wear protection was the safe and responsible way to do this, but I didn't want to feel a barrier between us. I wanted him bare. Nothing between us. "No. I want to feel all of you, Jake. I want to feel every inch of you inside me. Skin-on-skin."

"Ahhh... fuck," he moaned through clenched teeth, wanting to inch further inside of me, but restraining himself, knowing that I needed a minute to adjust to his size. "Bells..."

Another muffled curse tore from his mouth as he cradled me close, whispering something inaudible before pressing a kiss to my chest. Cupping my cheek, he dipped down to rest his forehead against mine, before whispering, "Everything. You're everything to me, Bella Swan."

"Move, honey, please," I urged, lifting my hips to meet his. Slowly, gently, he continued further, rolling his groin and holding me close as my body made way for him. Kissing him softly, I threaded one hand into his hair and let out a high-pitched gasp as the head of his cock stretched me in ways I'd never felt before. Pain flashed through me briefly, but quickly subsided making way for the pleasure.

"You okay, baby?" Jake worried, looking down at me with panic and fear in his eyes.

"Yes," I moaned, loving the way he felt inside of me. "Don't stop, please."

Once buried deep inside of me, he stopped to brush the sweat-matted hair away from my face. "Amazing," he groaned, "You feel amazing, Bells."

Starting to rock into me, Jake kissed me passionately and hungrily as his fingers lowered and bit into my hips. "Christ," he hissed as his lips found my nipple and suckled on me like a man that'd been starved of food.

"Oh, God, Jake," I cried, wrapping my legs around his waist. Clawing my nails down his back, we moved in perfect harmony as we met each other thrust for thrust; our bodies glistening with a slight layer of sweat.

Reading my bodies reaction his, he increased his pace, removing one hand from my hip to grip the headboard, using it for leverage as he drove into me harder and faster. "Baby..."

Lifting my leg with his free hand, he draped it over the curve of his ass, making us both moan in pleasure at the delicious new sensation and angle. Letting go of the headboard, he reached for my fingers, interlacing them as he continued to hit places inside of me I didn't even know existed.

"Fuck, Bells, you feel so fucking incredible," he groaned, his eyes clasped shut as he ploughed into me, slamming me into the bed; his balls slapping my ass harder with the force of his thrusts.

"Jake, baby..." I moaned, craning my head up to capture his lips. "Oh, God, honey, don't stop! Just like that! Oh, God!"

Driving into me at what I would've considered an inhuman speed, Jake burrowed his head in the crook of my neck and bit down hard. Arching my back into him, I threw my head back against the pillow and my walls clamped down on his dick harder. "Fuck!"

"Ahhhhhh, Jesus, baby, fuck," he grunted as the heels of my feet pushed against his ass, pumping him further into me.

Wrapping his arm around my midsection, he hoisted from the bed with ease until I was sitting on his lap. Hooking my legs around his waist, I held onto his shoulders and rode him hard. Smug satisfaction tore through me as I watched his eyes roll into his head, my ass bouncing against his legs vigorously as I impaled myself on his dick. His fingers on my shoulder, his hand on my hip holding me in a firm grasp, guiding me up and down his shaft, telling me without words what he needed.

"God, Jake... your cock inside me... so good, honey."

"Christ, Bells, I'm gonna cum." Lowering a hand between us, his fingers worked my clit as he rammed into me, hard and solid. "Cum on my cock, baby. Coat me with your juices. Fuck, Bells, own me." His scratchy voice boarded on begging.

I couldn't take anymore. My body spasmed and jerked involuntarily in his arms as I came for the second time. "Jaaaaakkkkeeeeee! Oh, god! Oh, yyyeeessssss!"

Jake clenched his eyes shut, his handsome face contorting with pleasure as his fist punched the mattress next to our joined bodies. "Fuuuuucccckkkk! Beeeelllllaaaa!" He roared, as he pulsed inside of me, filling my body with his release. "God, baby," he panted as we collapsed back against the bed, him conscious of his weight.

As we lay together, our limbs tangled, fingers intertwined, and our breaths ragged and harsh, a relaxed and lethargic smile tugged at my lips as I took in his dishevelled appearance. His short dark hair messy from where I'd raked my fingers through it during the throes of passion. His face flushed, his skin shimmering with sweat, and his body limp and completely contented.

Leaning down, he took my lips in a slow and unhurried manner. Pulling back, he gazed long and deep into my eyes. "Beautiful."

Smiling happily, I blushed and rested my cheek on his pectoral, my fingers caressing soothing circles on his torso. "Yeah, it was."

Chuckling, he traced his hands over my skin. "I was talking about you." Pausing, he gnawed on his lower lip, seeming in deep thought before carrying on. "But yeah, it was. Perfect, actually. Was it... was it good for you?" The fear and vulnerability in his voice had me wanting to punch something, really hard.

Shifting slightly, I felt him twitch inside of me, reminding me that we were still connected. Snuggling closer, I kissed his shoulder. "It was better than good, baby. Couldn't you hear by the way I was screaming your name, and the scratch marks on your back?" I chuckled; I probably should've felt bad that his back looked like something out of Jurassic World, but I didn't. If anything, I felt proud. I'd done that. I'd marked him. Me. He was mine.

Laughing at the shit-eating grin now adorning his face, I playfully slapped his forearm. "Okay, I get it. Let a guy rock your world a couple times, and suddenly he's the freaking Cheshire Cat."

Flipping me over so I was caged between his perfect body and the bed, I held onto his biceps. A throaty laugh left his lips as he once again settled between my thighs. "I rocked your world, huh? Good to know," he winked, impishly.

Tilting my lips in a teasing smile, I hooked my arms around his neck. "Now you're just fishing."

Leaning down, he licked the seam of my lips with his tongue, before dipping it inside my mouth. "Damn straight I am."

Moaning at the feel of him hardening inside of me, I kissed him softly whilst reaching down to squeeze his ass. God, what an ass. "Going for round two already, Mr. Black? I like your thinking."

Skimming his lips over my collarbone, he peered up at me with a devilish grin on his face. "Figured I'd better start making up for lost time. And as they say," his mouth lowered to my breast, his tongue flicking my puckered nipple. "Practice makes perfect, baby."

~UH~

"Jake," I moaned, standing on my porch a few hours later; his warm lips working their magic on my neck as I slanted my head to the side, giving him unrestricted access. Fisting his shirt, I tugged him closer. "Honey, if you keep doing that, you won't be going anywhere but back to my bedroom."

Growling, he released my neck and kissed me hard. "Fuck, baby, don't say that. I gotta go get my kid. I can't pick him up tenting a boner."

Nipping at his lower lip with my teeth, I whispered seductively, "Well then, I guess you'd better go cool off before I have my wicked way with you."

Grunting, he cupped the sides of my neck with his palms and rested his forehead on mine. "Can I come back later?"

Kissing the tip of his nose, I wound my arms around his waist. "You better had; we have unfinished business."

Groaning, he captured my mouth in a soft and loving kiss. "I gotta go; I'll see you later, 'kay?"

Nodding, I released his waist and burrowed my head in his chest; the familiar sadness I felt each time he left washed over me again, leaving me feeling miserable. "Don't be gone too long."

Kissing my forehead, he closed his eyes. "I'll be back before you know it."

Somberly, I watched as he turned and made his way down the staircase, my heart aching more and more with each step he took. I wanted him back in my arms. After everything that'd happened within the past few hours, the pain I felt was unbearable. Sucking in a deep breath, I turned and made my way back into my apartment, counting down the hours until I saw him again.

~UH~

JPOV

Bounding down the curb to my truck, I felt like the King of the fucking world. Hell, I had the beaming grin on my face and scratch marks on my back to prove it. As pure adrenaline burned through my body, I was on a high that couldn't be shut down. Unlocking my vehicle, I threw my jacket across the cab and onto the passenger seat; my grin only widening as I put my key in the ignition and listened as my pride and joy roared to life. What I wouldn't give for a fucking time machine. I'd go back and relive this morning all over again.

With his smile broadening, Jake threw his truck into drive and headed down the road, never noticing the woman in the long black trench coat emerging from the building across the street. He also failed to notice that she'd walked off the curb and into the middle of the street, watching his truck drive up the block until he turned at the intersection...

A/N: Just to note, that last bit was meant to be in 3rd person. Didn't want anyone to think we'd screwed up somewhere along the line. :)