*A/N: My betas and I got swamped with real life. Sorry; I also started a new story too, but do not yet know if I wish to begin posting it or not simply because it's a lot on my plate to do two stories, work, & attend school at the same time. I know it gets tedious hearing about it, but this story was supposed to be therapeutic and I find myself writing on post-it-notes during work hours and writing tidbits in the margins of my school notebook. Not cool; I'll figure out what I want in this story at some point. In the meantime, let's get started with this short little interlude I had entirely too much fun making up.

Chapter Summary: The morning after is a big step that our two favorite lovebirds continue to take. Bella takes on a whole new role as she explores her and Jacob's new relationship even further and Jacob finds it hard to say just the right words in the new predicament that Bella has put him in. Some may think that that's a good thing.

*Disclaimer: I don't think I need to keep saying it but I will—I do NOT own Twilight, but Taylor and Jacob have touched me in ways that you can't even imagine…better yet, don't.

Chapter XXIII Title: 'Feeling You, Feeling Me Interlude' by Alicia Keys

Jacob's next 'victims' were the guest bedroom's headboard, the right side of the bottom frame, and the bed sheets. I was glad I had gotten the throw pillows out of his reach in time; down feathers would have been harder to clean up after.

Jacob's virility had me exhausted and bruised, but free at the same time. I raked through his hair, which was resting comfortably on my bare chest and his breathing was rapid but constant. His lips were slightly apart and his fingers rubbed the sides of my rib cage idly. As if the sheets hadn't been enough for him to damage, he had dug into my sides in an effort to keep me from moving away as his last orgasm continued to make him thrust violently into me after he had already came. I had enjoyed the motion immensely and two small orgasms had made themselves known after the friction finally slowed down.

At least we had finally made it to the bed, I thought with a chuckle.

I felt Jacob swallow and his tongue slowly dragged itself from the middle of my chest up to the bottom of my chin. I tried to calm my body's natural instincts to keep from getting excited, but it did no good. I still craved to be near him. I still wanted him to be with me. I lowered my head down and kissed him intently before letting my fingers drape down his back. I was feeling for any damaging scars I might have left behind and was only half grateful that Jacob was a quick healer. He had left me plastered with sweat and sore, but he had no more than a few welts on his back that had already begun to heal during our few minutes of break in between "sessions." I had been proud of the distinct marks I had left on his back.

Apparently I was quite a scratcher.

Jacob's eyes suddenly looked fearful, but I was uninterested. I saw that the sun was already beginning to break and figured that Phil, my mother, or both would be up soon to drop Phil off at the training center and Renee would either go to work or stay home with us, but I knew she would never knock on my door with Jacob here. She'd be polite and respectful. Had he not been here or had she not liked Jacob it might have mattered, but I knew Jacob and I were safe. And I was touched that he still wanted to retain anonymity in order to keep our newly formed pact a secret, for my sake.

"I hear your Mom and Phil stirring. They might get up in like twenty minutes. The most."

I grinned easily at him, shocking him a little. "I guess we'll have to make our next escapade quick."

His lips curled back into a smile as his lips touched my skin, making me shiver all over again. His urgency suddenly had me leaning over the edge of the bed and just as I was about to fall he caught me with his hand and slid both of us to the floor. I positioned myself on top of him and while he gently rocked me back and forth I pushed my hips against his roughly, determined to make him pay for what he had done to my body earlier. Silent gasps and moans echoed from our mouths together, ensuing for several long minutes until Jacob wrapped his gigantic arm around my waist and used the other hand to grip the wood dresser table leg. It was reduced to splinters in seconds.

"Damn it, Bells," he breathed. "Wow. Your Mom and Phil won't have any furniture left if we stay here any longer."

My hips were almost the color of ginger, but I allowed myself to be lowered so he could kiss me again. Our teeth clicked against one another's as we continued to smile through the kiss and through our next few orgasms together.

A loud knock jolted us from our sleep. "You guys need anything before I take Phil to training? I made breakfast. Help yourselves," Renee's voice called.

"We're fine, Mom."

"You guys sleep okay? Need any extra blankets or anything?"

New sheets would be great. "Nope. Jacob is fine on the floor and I'm fine in the bed." It was a lie, but I didn't expect our new relationship would be so easy to take in right away; especially since I had yelled at her several times yesterday that we weren't sleeping together. Well, it had been the truth yesterday, I thought defensively to myself.

"You should have just let Jacob sleep in the bed with you, Bella. What a horrible thing to do. Jacob, you get in that bed with her. Don't let her make you sleep on the floor."

Jacob chuckled silently and moved closer to me under the remains of the sheets. "You suck at lying, Bella."

"You want to try?" I whispered back.

He shrugged before calling out, "You got it, Ms. Renee! I'll get her! Punish her real good for making me sleep on the floor! She's gonna—Ow! Ms. Renee, Bella bit me!"

I wiped at his shoulder where the slight impression of my teeth began to rise in his skin. I knew it would be gone in less than a minute.

"Bella, don't bite your friend! Behave you two! If Charlie gets a whiff of anything he'll never let you two visit again."

"Yes, Mom." I felt like I was two again. Jacob shook his finger at me and mouthed "I got you in trouble" a few times before I kicked his shin. He disappeared under the covers and began pulling at the skin around my hips. I squealed and then hissed quietly, "Stop, Jake!"

"Okay, I'm going," my mother's voice rang out again. "I want to spend some quality time with you two when I get back. You got it? So finish up, eat breakfast, and then hang out with your mother for the morning. Okay?" My mother's voice had gotten lower and lower as my focus was no longer on her.

"Uh-huh," I muttered. Jacob had buried his face and tongue between my thighs. My eyes began to close as all other sounds around me disappeared equally into two categories: "Who cares?" and "Not important." My face etched itself into the one pillow that was left on the bed and I felt my insides melt under the much reckoned force of this astounding boy. I moved my body to the rhythm of his tongue and I had to clamp my hands over my mouth in the short time it took for him to make me completely forget where I was. I felt a short scream leave with my orgasm and his smile was all I needed to ease any other horrors I had felt before last night/early this morning had ever happened.

"I absolutely love this, Bells," Jacob motioned to my lower lips with his nose, wearing an ecstatic smile. "Every last drop." His emphasis on his one and only "p" made me dizzy.

"I'd love to taste you, you know," I replied back. His eyes widened and I nodded eagerly.

I propped a pillow for him on the bed and gently pushed his back onto the bed as I leaned over him on my knees. I kissed his chin and worked my way from his neck to his check to his stomach. I stayed on the stomach, kissing around his belly button until I was able to carefully ascertain just what I was about to do. I grabbed his length without looking and he was already excited.

My eyes widened at his size again when I looked finally, but I would not let it change my mind. I carefully swallowed constantly in the few seconds that I had to get my throat ready as I licked his tip first. He was already wet. I licked the slightly tangy fluid off; I wanted the real thing. I swallowed twice more for the sake of my throat before licking his head and then slowly allowed it to enter my mouth. My lips kissed the opening of him and then I let my tongue slide down his head and onto the beginnings of his shaft. Jacob threw his head back in pleasure.

I was scared I wasn't doing him right. I was sure that I was wrong in assuming that it was this easy. That there was really nothing wrong about how I was giving Jacob a blowjob since he had already pleasured me several times by going down on me. I kept that in mind as I continued to slide down his size slowly with just my mouth. My throat still had a few more inches to cover.

It was several minutes before I could get Jacob almost completely inside of my mouth. My throat felt clogged as I fought back the reflex to gag and tried to hold my mouth open as wide as possible. I had a fear of biting him. I began to swallow a bit more and felt spit and drool coming out from the sides of my mouth. I would have tried to slow down but the amount of wetness actually made him slide in and out of my mouth a bit easier.

I began to move my mouth back and forth in hopes that he was happy, in the hopes that I was doing it right. I stole a look at him and Jacob looked…blissful. His mouth was twisted open as he struggled to keep his breathing and gasping under control. He bit his lower lip when I went extra slow around his head before I would jam him back down my throat. I still had a couple of inches that just wouldn't fit, but Jacob and I had time. I would eventually get every single inch into my throat.

"Oh God, Bells. I—" His head fell back into the pillow as he fought the urge to place his hands over my head to keep me there. I reached for his hands and placed them lightly within my hair. He used one hand to hold my hair into a sloppy ponytail and the other he placed on the bed-I suspected to keep himself from falling through it.

My throat began to moisten and take the pain a little better. His shaft was creating enough friction within my throat to numb it and I was able to move at a faster speed. I tasted more liquid on my tongue as the minutes went on. I placed my hand on his leg and the other I used to massage his balls. I kept my teeth as far as my mouth would allow, but slipped once when I moved to get a better angle. I heard him suck in a deep breath.

"It's okay. It's fine. Just keep going." His voice disappeared in my concentration to not break my current speed. I felt him enlarging in my mouth. I wasn't sure how much bigger I could take. My throat began to tighten as less and less space was available and I now focused on breathing through my nose instead. His tip kept grazing my uvula. I kept at it anyway. He began to taste a bit stronger. Less tangy and more…what was it? Was it more of a chalky feeling? I wasn't sure.

His head started to tingle my cheeks as it started to move without the help from me. I felt the large vein suddenly pulse and begin to move against the weight of my tongue. My throat was now completely moist but too numb and full to be able to swallow the pool of spit that had been forced to stay put. I felt Jacob's grip in my hair tighten as he let out more and more breaths of air.

"Bella, you're going to make me—you're going to make me—Shit!" Suddenly I sputtered and gagged as the force from his hands and the thrusting of himself into my mouth overwhelmed me and my cheeks and neck felt sore from being held in one position for too long. I almost felt as if there was a hole in the back of my head by how raw the inside of my mouth now felt. Five strong squirts shot straight to the back of my throat; some of his seed overflowed out of my mouth as some of my spit dribbled down my bare breast. I almost jumped back but kept my lips closed around the head instead. I wanted as many drops as I could get. I continued to suck on his shaft and used it to help swallow what was left in my cheeks and to get the numbing feeling back. It was working; my tongue was barely able to register the taste.

I was still licking what had dropped onto my face when Jacob kissed me, forcing me back onto the bed. "Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry, honey."

I shook my head, but I felt his eyes grow with alarm as they settled onto my neck. I could feel the light bruising already, but I was completely okay with it. "I don't care. I'll be fine." I said in between kissing him. "Stop treating me as if I'll break. I hate that."

He nodded appreciatively and kissed my neck softly. "I'll talk to Sam today if I have to. I'll get less rough. I just get so excited. I break furniture, rip sheets, and bruise my best friend."

"This best friend asked for it."

"This best friend is the most amazing, beautiful girl I ever met."

I hummed contently into his chest.

*A/N: I know it's short; hence the word interlude. Also another note I should have mentioned earlier - my next few chapters have quite a bit of sexual implications, if you get me. I am trying to show the evolving dynamics in BxJ's relationship. I do not wish to corrupt minds, so if you are not old enough or find sex offensive, I apologize in advance and have enjoyed your attention to my story thus far. I would not be offended if you stopped reading.

For the rest of you, I can only hope my story continues to satisfy your wants. :-) Thanks to all those who have reviewed and those who have not, I am still waiting patiently for you to come around to our side. You'd have fun.