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AN: I can't believe that it's been two months since I updated this. I am so sorry, please don't hurt me!
Warning: This chapter contains Lemon.
Jacob turned in bed with a grunt wondering when the heat wave would let up. He couldn't take one more night of tossing and turning in the sweltering heat. Luckily he didn't need to help Charlie move today. He was on patrol with Leah while the rest of the pack was helping with the move. There hadn't been too much trouble since the battle so usually he had a pretty easy, lazy day when he had patrol. Leah being on patrol with him made it even better. They could find a way to beat the heat with no problem.
The house was silent letting him know that his dad had left for the day and that Rachel was already at work. He would bet ten bucks that Leah was home alone too. He pulled on a pair of swim trunks and headed towards the Clearwater's.
Sue's car wasn't anywhere in sight as he sloshed through the flooded front yard. He let himself in hearing noise coming from the back of the house. The shower was running so he let himself into the bathroom and hopped onto the counter to wait for her to be done. He could see her silhouette through the curtain and he fought the urge to climb into the shower with her as a tent grew in his shorts. He gripped the counter hard enough to break the porcelain with visions of a wet, naked Leah dancing in his head.
Leah turned the shower off a few minutes later but by then the damage had been done. Jacob was so hard that it was almost painful and he knew that she would notice it as soon as she saw him. She reached for the towel that was hung up just outside the shower before pulling back the curtain. Her head was down as she stepped out of the shower and nearly walked into Jacob. Her head shot up in surprise, her eyes wide in shock. A hand flew to her chest as a gasp caught in her throat.
"How long have you been here?" she asked once she had found her voice.
"Long enough for you to torture me," he said with a sigh, looking down at his lap.
Her eyes traveled down and she smirked before stepping away from him. She motioned for him to follow her and they walked across the hall to her room. She pushed him onto the bed before dropping the towel.
"I think it's time that I schooled you in the art of pleasing a woman. Lucky for you, we've got all day," she said, her voice laced with lust.
She pushed him back on the bed then leaned over him but didn't climb onto the bed.
"First things first, you are to do whatever I say. Secondly, there's no talking, at least not this time. Your damn dirty talk would be the end of me," she said huskily.
He nodded quickly; he would give her whatever she wanted. If she wanted him to keep his mouth shut he didn't think that was too much to ask. She reached for one of his hands placing it on her breast.
"There's a certain way to handle a girls breast. Groping and fondling them is not it. Cupping them is preferred and if you use your nails it's even better," she explained.
Jacob felt the weight of her breast in his hand for a few seconds taking in what she said before running his thumb over her nipple. She sighed with pleasure and he smiled, thrilled that he had made that sound happen. He moved to the other breast before leaning up kiss them. His tongue moved over the areola slowly before sucking the nipple into his mouth. She groaned before threading her fingers in his hair. She placed her forehead to his relishing in the pleasure. She hadn't expected him to be this good.
"Just how big of a porn collection do you have?" she murmured.
"I don't, Quil does. But I have been known to borrow a movie every once in a while."
"Jesus Christ," she moaned before reluctantly pulling away.
She pushed her hair out of her face with a sigh before straddling him. She placed her hands on his stomach as she caught her breath.
"Now, there are a few places that when you touch a girl she will not be able to tell you no, no matter what you ask her to do," she said seriously.
She placed his hand on her inner thigh and ran it slowly up her leg. She stopped inches from her folds.
"You place your hands here and you can get me to do whatever you want. Also if you caress the small of my back I would rob a bank for you if you asked me to."
Jacob laughed with a shake of his head. He wound his arm around her placing his hand at the small of her back like she suggested. His fingers skimmed over her skin and she closed her eyes, a smile tugging at her lips.
"Okay. Now, move your hand that's on my thigh up to my folds. Don't slip a finger in directly, make me want it," she explained.
He cupped her, his thumb brushing against her sex as she moved against him. He could feel the heat from her envelope his hand and it made him want to attack her with abandon, but he held it in. He slipped a finger into her folds then let it slip out when she pulled away from him. He curled a finger slipping it farther in when she got close enough. Leah looked down at him, worrying her lip as pleasure swept over her. She ground herself against his hand and still he wouldn't put in a finger.
He figured he had teased her enough and moved with her the next time she pulled away from him. She moaned in pleasure as his finger slid through her easily. They did this for another minute before he added a second finger and his thumb resumed rubbing her sex.
"Oh God, stop," she moaned.
He pulled his hand away, giving her a confused look. She made her way down his body hovering over his erection; her hair falling in a curtain over one shoulder.
"It wouldn't be fair if I didn't give you some attention too," she said before leaning down.
She took him into her mouth, not able to take him in completely. She hadn't counted on him being this big. She started slowly, her tongue swirling around his erection. She only had half of him in her mouth when she felt that she couldn't take anymore of him in. She bobbed up and down as quickly as she could without gagging. He fisted his hands in her hair, pulling gently and his panting broke the silence hanging over them. At least she knew that he was enjoying it. After a few minutes he started pulling at her shoulders.
"Ease up, I don't want it to be over yet," he pleaded breathlessly.
She ignored him as she added her hands to the mix. She may not be able to take him completely into her mouth but she could do two things at once. He growled deep in his throat and she could feel that he was close. She let him fall from her mouth but kept her hands on him.
"Come on Lee," he pleaded once more.
She quickened her pace and his breathing became labored and his mouth grew slack. He came a few seconds later with a groan before falling back against the pillows. She grabbed her towel from the floor and cleaned them up before leaning over him.
"We're going to get something to eat and then we'll start the second part of our lesson," she said with a smirk.
"Does that involve getting dressed?" he questioned.
"No, it does not," she said before pulling away from him.
He followed her to the kitchen where she grabbed enough food to feed an army from the pantry before leaning into the refrigerator.
"What do you want to drink?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at him.
He hadn't heard her; he was staring at her ass which was sticking out just asking him to grab it. She smiled; glad that he couldn't see the blush that was creeping up the back of her neck to her ears. She grabbed an arm full of sodas before shutting the door with her foot. Jacob took some of the drinks from her, his fingers grazing her breast in the process. At the table they talked about what they would do for the rest of the day. Her mom wasn't due home until late tonight since she and Charlie were going out to dinner after helping him move in and Seth was staying at Colin's for the night.
Half an hour later they had moved to the living room. He lay on the couch with her lying on top of him, but that was as far as things had gone. She pushed herself up to rest her weight on an arm while looking down at him.
"I think it's time I put you to work again grasshopper," she said with finality.
"If you never call me that again I would die happy," he said with an exaggerated eye roll.
"I figured you could take the reins since this part of our lesson is more trial and error. Not every guy does what I want you to do the same way, the trick is finding a way that works for your partner," she said vaguely.
She got off of him and pulled him off the couch before sitting on the back of the couch with her legs spread, her arms draped across the back of the couch, giving him a bold look.
"Okay, I'm up for the challenge," he said sounding sure of himself.
He sat on the couch in front of her on his knees before wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her balanced. He took a few steady breaths before leaning in. He had expected her to give him some kind of speech about what she wanted before they worked up to this. What if she didn't like what he was doing?
He started by sliding two fingers into her folds, figuring that would buy him a minute or two so that he could decide on a plan of action. He had seen guys and girls start like this so he figured it couldn't hurt. He leaned in to take a slow swipe at her folds, worried that she would stop him.
"That was good, but you need to be more assertive. Pretend that it's the last meal that you'll ever eat," she encouraged.
He took her advice and went with it. He dove in, his tongue swirling around her pleasure spot before moving his fingers to her clit. He pushed three fingers inside, pushing them in and out steadily.
"Oh yeah," she said chocking back a gasp.
He smiled around her, finally finding a rhythm that worked. He was cautious about using his teeth since he didn't know what kind of reaction he would get. His tongue slid across her folds, feeling her pleasure pulsate against his tongue. She fisted her hands in his hair, her breath catching with every swipe he made.
"Back off," she warned pulling at his shoulders.
He pulled away to look up at her. Had he done something wrong? She was griping the back of the couch and her eyes were closed and her mouth had formed a perfect O. He stilled his fingers and her eyes snapped open.
"Put them back in. I didn't want to come all over your face your first time," she demanded.
He arched an eyebrow before slipping three fingers back in. He pushed in and out of her mercilessly before feeling her walls clamp around him.
"Shit," she gasped in wonder.
"So that's what you want?"
"Hell yes; that was perfect. I'm gonna need a few minutes to recuperate."
"I'm going to get something to drink, do you want anything?"
"There's some Gatorade in freezer."
"Isn't that Seth's?"
"I don't give a shit; it's hot as hell in here. We're drinking it," she said pointedly.
He came back in with the drink and two spoons. It might as well have been a slushie but it served its purpose. Leah sat the drink on the table before leaning against him. She wrapped her arms around him glad to have him to herself for a change. She couldn't remember the last time they'd had more than an hour alone together in over a month. Quil and Embry were always around and Seth followed them around like a cock block. She had been to the point of dragging him back to her room and locking everyone else out a few nights ago. She was glad that she hadn't now.
"Are you ready for round three?"
"I am perfectly content to just sit here with you," she said with a sigh.
"I've got something else in mind. Lie back," he said, pushing her away from him.
She lay on the couch watching him with questioning eyes.
"You're right; it is hot in here, but I can fix that," he said reaching for the Gatorade bottle.
He scraped out a chunk of Gatorade with the spoon before upending the bottle to let the substance fall into his hand. It started melting instantly, running through his fingers and down Leah's stomach. It collected in her bellybutton and he dragged his tongue down her torso before dipping his tongue into her.
"You smart, Mother-" she cut herself off with a growl.
"Yes, I am," he said once he was finished, knowing what she had meant to say.
"Oh, you're good. Give me that bottle," she demanded.
"You forgot to say please," he said with a teasing shake of his head.
"Give me the bottle, now," she said pointedly.
He handed over the bottle then she pushed him back onto the couch. She took a swig before setting the bottle on the floor. She leaned over him with the drink still in her mouth. She leaned over him, finally swallowing before taking him into her mouth. Her mouth was still frigid cold and he reacted just the way she was hoping. He bit back a growl before dipping his fingers into the bottle. He pulled himself out of her mouth, shoving his cold fingers into her mouth. She sucked on his fingers greedily, swirling her tongue around his fingers slowly.
"Okay, I can't take it anymore. I need to be inside you," he said gruffly.
She let his fingers slip from her mouth as she grinned, letting him know that she agreed with him. They didn't need to worry about wearing a condom because there was no way that she would get pregnant so she situated herself in his lap, guiding him into her. He moaned then hissed as he got used to the feeling of being inside her. He gripped her hips perfectly content to let her set the pace. She was thankful that she wouldn't feel the pain that most women would when being stretched out by someone as large as he was.
She pulled back enough to let him slide out of her then stood. He gave her a curious look and she rolled her eyes, holding out a hand for him. He took her hand and she pulled him from the couch.
"No more fooling around, it's time to make a man out of you," she said, giving him a sultry look.
She wrapped her arms around his neck before hiking a leg up to wrap it around his waist. He took her other leg and placed around his other side as she guided him inside of her once more.
"It's a good thing you can hold both of us up. Up against the wall," she ordered.
"Yes Ma'am," he said with a nod.
He carried her around the couch then pushed her up against the wall forcefully. She moved up and down his erection with ease and he put a hand on the wall to balance them. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she moaned. He pushed in and out of her roughly, not caring that he could possibly hurt her. After a few minutes he set her down and she gave him an agitated look. He jerked his head towards the couch and she moved around him, not knowing what else to do. He flung her over the back of the couch with her back to him and entered her roughly making her yell in surprise.
"Are you sure this is your first time?" she moaned.
"Positive," he grunted.
He pushed her hair out of the way so that he could kiss her neck, shoulders and back. Her breathing became erratic when he snaked a hand down her stomach to slip his fingers into her folds. He grunted as pleasure coursed through him, he was almost there but not quite yet. His fingers kept pace with his member as they slid in and out. Leah turned her head to meet his mouth, kissing him greedily.
His other hand cupped her breast twisting her nipple making her bite back a growl of pleasure.
"Damn you, I'm not going to last much longer if you keep this up," she said darkly.
"That means I'm doing it right, right?"
She bit back a laugh and pulled him out of her at the same time. She hopped onto the back of the couch spreading her legs in invitation.
"Do you think your mom would be pissed if we broke her couch?"
"Probably, but it would be worth it," she said with a shrug.
He smiled before stepping between her legs. She wrapped them around her to keep him from getting away from her and he resumed his pace. She sighed in contentment as she ground her hips against his. He moaned deep in his throat before closing his eyes. She brushed her fingers over his forehead to push his sweat slicked hair out of his eyes. Her hand came to rest on his shoulder and he leaned down to brush his lips to hers. She took over, moving up and down him with ease as his tongue pleaded for entrance. She opened her mouth before threading her fingers in his hair. He took over once more feeling his insides tightening against his will. He pumped into a few more times before spilling his seed inside of her. She broke the kiss to bury her face in his neck. Her climax hit her like a tidal wave and she her breath hitched as pleasure coursed through her all the way to her toes. She had forgotten how good release could feel. She pulled away to look him in the eye.
"You alright, Cowboy?"
"Fanfuckingtastic," he said with throaty laugh.
"Good to know," she said with a laugh of her own.
"I'm going to want to do that every time I see you for the rest of my life, just F.Y.I.,"
"Dually noted."
She looked at the clock on the wall behind him and realized that it was almost one. They had been fooling around for nearly two hours. It wasn't the longest time that she'd taken to have intercourse but she didn't hold it against him since it was his first time. She and Sam had only lasted half an hour their first time from start to finish. It helped that they both had the endurance of a marathon runner.
His stomach rumbled causing her to push him away. She went back to her room and grabbed his shirt and pulled it on as she came back down the hall. He came into the kitchen in his boxers as she added cheese to the eggs that she was planning to scramble. He kissed the back of her neck and she smiled. She never would have imagined that the two of them would have ended up together if they hadn't been forced together. He made her laugh and reminded her not to take life so seriously. She was his voice of reason when Paul got on his nerves or he didn't agree with something that Sam had said. They balanced each other out and were happy to have the other in their lives.
AN2: Are you guys still reading or did you go into a sensory overload coma like I did when writing this chapter?