The need to be right is the sign of a vulgar mind.
Albert Camus

AMOC: 12: Petty Pride

JPOV:

Sitting up on my haunches I stared at Bella in disbelief. Did I just hear her snore? Had she passed out on me?

"Bella hon..."

Stroking the side of her face with the back of my hand, I realized she wasn't moving or responding to my touch. This confirmed what I feared. I wasn't going any further tonight. Glancing down at the bulge between my legs I cussed under my breath. It had been nearly three weeks since I fucked anyone. If we continued to live out our marriage in a celibate state I might go mad or die from blue balls. .

Exhaling loudly, I lifted her up in my arms and took her to bed. My father paid a good amount of money for this room. It would please him to know that we both did sleep in it. Just not in the biblical sense.

Covering her up I made my way back into the other room. Fixing myself another glass of champagne I stared into the fire while sipping on my drink. My thoughts were grumpy. I needed some sexual release. There was no way I could go a whole year of yanking myself every time I got a hard on. I needed a plan, one where I could persuade Bella to see how having sex was not only beneficial to me but to her as well. I mean, how long can a woman go without it?

Ironic. When I was single I could obtain any woman I wanted. Now I'm married and I can't get my wife to spread her legs for me.

Finishing off my drink I made my way back to the room. Pulling back the covers I took off the robe and sat it on the end of the bed before crawling up next to her, smiling as I imagined her reaction in the morning when she discovered me naked next to her. No doubt, my dull Bella will rise to the occasion and accuse me of taking advantage of her. I laugh as I concocted my plan to get even with her for leaving me in such a frustrated state.

Closing my eyes I roll over and pull her up against me. My lips remain curled up in a smile as I drifted off to sleep.

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The feel of satin rubbing up against my morning wood woke me up. Tightening my grip around her waist I open both of my eyes and saw the back of Bella's head in front of me. Bella reached down with trembling hands and tried to unravel herself from my grip. A smile slipped on my face when I realized that she was awake. Knowing her she was trying to figure out a way to sneak off to the bathroom for a private "freaking" out session.

Recalling my plans I made last night I gently grind myself up against her backside. Bella froze. I could practically hear the racing of her heart. I wanted to see how far I could go with this before she totally freaked out on me.

Nuzzling my nose against her neck I moaned.

"Mmm...you feel as good today as you did last night." I whisper.

Bella froze.

Licking my lips I fight back the urge to laugh. If she turned and looked at me right now, there was no way I could stop the laughter.

"Uh...I...need..." Bella gulped hard while trying to form words.

"Do you NEED more of me, already." I shift and grind up against her more. I can hear her heavy breathing as my hands roam up from her hips to cup underneath her breasts.

"More?" She chokes out the word.

"That's my girl. I knew you enjoyed last night and waking up with you wanting more has me thinking that maybe you were right about the agreement."

"What agreement?" Bella tried to move away and turn toward me but I wasn't ready for this game to end.

Cupping both of her breasts in my hands I grinded harder against her and heard her gasp.

"You know the one we made last night. You said if you liked having sex with me then we could do it more often. We both agreed it was good for us." I lied.

"I don't remember any agreement. In fact I don't...well..." Bella inhaled sharply.

Twisting her nipples between my fingers I felt her body's longing for my touch. She was weakening in my arms. I knew if I reached down between her legs I would find her damp and ready for me.

Pushing her hair aside I nibbled on her neck, causing her to wiggle up against me.

"Jakeee..." She groaned with a raspy sound.

"Yes Bella."

"Did...I mean...we...did we?"

"Oh yes we did baby. You couldn't get enough of it."

"I...really?"

"Yes. You begged me for more. I gave you everything I could before we both passed out sweaty and satisfied."

Gulping hard I turned her over onto her back and stared deep into her eyes. I saw a flame in them that I knew matched my own. Bella was in desperate need of satisfaction and I was the one who would give it to her.

The joke I intended to play on her was turning into something far more serious. I sensed that Bella was letting her guard down. She thought we'd already slept together so there was no longer a reason to fight our attraction. It was horrible of me to continue this lie but my body ignored my conscience. Bella did need me and once I showed her what she had available to her, there was no way either one of us would regret it.

Pressing my lips against hers I felt her body tremble with excitement causing my arousal to intensify.

I had two choices in front of me. One I could take this slow and steady or two I could fuck her so hard that she didn't care about our circumstances and gave herself fully and willingly.

Slipping my hand under her neck, I stroked it softly and continue to search her eyes for the answer I seeked. Would Bella want it easy or rough? What about a little of both? No matter how I gave it to her, I was going to make damn sure she enjoyed it and longed for more.

BPOV:

His fingers moved higher and higher up the soft expanse of my inner thigh, teasing and tantalizing in a way that made me to want to die in his arms. His touch was like magic. For so long I refused and rejected any other man's touch since Edward and I broke up. Now, all these years later, I was drowning in need. My body ached to find satisfaction in the arms of this man. I knew I was safe with him. He might be an ass and even a pompous jerk but he had a good heart. I was starting to catch glimpses of the man he could be.

I couldn't shake this fear from my heart however. What if this made our fake marriage harder to endure? What if I felt something other than sexual release from him? Could I live with him for the next year and keep my heart at bay? Sex and love went together in my world. I wasn't one to go out and get my itch scratched whenever the need came over me. Could I really keep the two separate?

The feel of his lips as they traveled down the center of my breasts pushed all my concerns out of my mind. Here I was lying in bed next to a man who was making it his mission to arouse me into oblivion. Any worries I might have would have to wait. I wanted this, no I needed this.

The feather like kisses he planted on my breasts sent a lightning bolt of sensation from my chest to my honey pot. One hand held my neck so I couldn't move while the other circled around my crotch and slowly dipped lower. The feel of his fingers as they rubbed my clit caused me to buck and shake until I reached an orgasm. Just when I didn't think I could take anymore he slid his finger into my hot spot and began to thrust it back and forth.

"Ohhhh...yessss..." I cried out as another orgasm quickly washed over me.

It was maddening. The sensations and the way he was touching me all over with his mouth and hands was thrilling. I felt like I was in the center of a tornado. My head spun with emotions while my body screamed with rapture. I really didn't think I could handle anymore of this sweet torture but I knew he still needed to find his own gratification.

Jake tipped my head back, forcing me to look up at him.

"Do you want me Bella?"

We both knew it was a statement rather than a question but the way he looked at me, I knew he was demanding an answer.

"I...think so." I croaked nervously.

"I can feel your body responding to mine. I know when a woman wants me and you've wanted me from the moment your eyes landed on me. Go ahead, tell me it's not true."

Blinking my eyes I stared at the arrogance that covered his beautiful face. On one hand I wanted to slap him and push him off of me but on the other hand, I couldn't deny the truth of his statement. Yes, when I saw him I knew in my heart that I wanted him and this moment between us. Who wouldn't'? He was every woman's dream, well in the physical sense at least.

"It's true. I won't deny it but I won't let you think that I enjoy the idea of just being another conquest."

I was shocked to hear the words that tumble out of my mouth. When had I grown a spine? What was it about Jake that made my sassy side come out?

"You aren't another conquest Bella. You are my wife." His eyes darken until they almost looked black as his nostrils flared.

"In name only." My lips curl up in a sarcastic grin.

"Name and body. If I'm not allowed to step outside of this marriage for some fun, neither are you. You will do your best to remember to make me happy and I will return the favor."

I didn't have a witty comeback. Instead I nodded my head in agreement while lowering my eyes to his chest. Licking my lips as an enormous longing for him to touch me again, overwhelmed me.

The feel of his thumb tracing along my wet slit felt so incredible that I closed my eyes and sucked in my breath. Lowering his body I felt the rub of his shadowed jaw on my sensitive skin. The sensation was so riveting that my eyes flew open in shock. His head was now nuzzled between my legs, his tongue licking at the inside of my thighs. His teeth scraped, making my muscles tighten. After what felt like an agonizing long time, his tongue flicked against my love bud. I cried out as every muscle tensed and a streak of fire raced through me.

Waves of pleasure wracked my entire body and my wet sheath was flooded with desire. Lifting his head momentarily, I saw the wicked smile and his smoldering eyes heavy with lust. He dipped his head low, stabbed his tongue deep inside of me causing my hips to buck. A sob escaped me as I writhed under his assault, trying to push myself onto him. His hands held my thighs, holding me pinned to the bed while he feasted on me.

I knew he was purposely keeping me on the edge when he went back and forth between my warm opening and my engorged love spot. I cried out and squirmed from the wonderful and yet maddening sensations that course throughout my entire body.

"Jake." My voice was a wail now. " I can't take much more."

"Do you want to stop now?" He asked while pressing kisses against my soft, warm heat.

"No. God no! I need you." I cried out. Bucking beneath him as his tongue made lazy circles around and around. My entire body shuddered.

I felt as if at any second I might combust into flames. It wouldn't take me long to reach my ultimate climax.

"You need me to do what?" His voice was hoarse with desire.

"I need you...I need...it." My eyelashes fluttered as my cheeks grew warm.

It was difficult for me to admit to him that I wanted him to screw me senseless and he knew it. He was going to force my admission out of me or leave me to suffer the consequences.

"It? What is "it" you need exactly?" He asked with a smile that sent my heart racing.

"You know." I pleaded.

"No, I don't know. I need you to be more specific with what you need."

I couldn't find the words to express what I wanted from him. It was almost degrading to have to ask him to fuck me. Why was he doing this? For a while I had forgotten about his true nature, the way he liked to control everything around him. I was so wrapped up in passion that I almost gave him complete control over me.

Pushing him off of me, I rolled off of the bed. Trying to find my balance, my legs felt like jello, I started toward the bathroom when I heard him shout at me.

"Where do you think you are going?"

"I'm not going to say it. If you aren't smart enough to know what I need then you don't deserve it." I stated with conviction although I was hoping like hell he would stop me.

"Excuse me? " He cried out astonished by my boldness.

"You heard me. I will not beg for it."

"Beg? When did I ask you to beg? Get back over here." He growled.

"No."

"No? Don't make me come get you." He warned me.

"You would not dare." I cried out furiously.

"Oh wouldn't I?" He stood straight up and turned toward me. The sheet fell to the floor and I felt my pulse racing like a drag car. I gawked at his naked body. He had plenty of reason to feel proud of himself but that wasn't enough to make me grovel for it.

Lifting my head slightly I gave him my own arrogant look. I watched as he walked toward me with an animalistic look in his eyes. His hands curled around my shoulders as he towered over me and glared into my eyes.

"One day soon you will beg for this."

His words sounded almost ominous. Closing my eyes I took in a deep breath and prepared myself for what was to follow next. Guiding me back a couple of steps he turned me toward the wall and pressed me up against it. I could feel the heat of his thick shaft as it grinded against my backside.

"Don't you want to feel me deep inside you? Just say the magic word..."

Chewing on my lower lip, I felt the words crawling up my throat. If I spoke the word he needed to hear, I could end this madness but if I didn't, then we would both be left to suffer. Was my pride worth the physical suffering that would follow this? No, it wasn't. I'd gone too long without it and we both knew I wasn't about to stop now.

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A/N: Yes, I know I'm horrible for ending it here but I promise to update fast, especially if I hear some wonderful reactions to this chapter from you, the readers! Let me know what you think about this relationship that is growing between J/B. Is it too early for them to be so intimate? Will Bella get the wrong idea about them now that they are becoming intimate? How will Jake react to it? Hope to hear from everyone reading! Xoxo August