A/N: Big thank you to my beta: plainjanedee. You're awesome, chica!
6. The Claim
Several tiring hours later, Bella pulled into their driveway and cut the ignition. Removing the keys, she slumped back against the seat and took a long, slow look up at the place she and the man she'd married had made their home. How much longer could she drive that same road leading toward this house and pretend like nothing happened? How much longer could she share a house with the man who'd broken her heart by sharing his body with another woman? How much longer could she wear the ring of lies around the fourth finger of her left hand? How much longer could she lie to herself.
How did it all go so wrong? she thought, solemnly.
Realizing she was never going to get the answer to that question, an exhausted and drawn-out sigh drifted from her mouth as she unfastened her belt, grabbed her bag and climbed out. After shutting and locking the door, her black heels-the ones she knew Jake loved so much-began to click loudly up their paved walkway to their house.
Taking the stone steps one at a time, Bella felt a sudden chilliness wash over her as she glanced up and saw the house was in complete darkness. I'm not sure I can do this anymore.
A tightness encompassed her heart and tears stung the back of her eyes. I don't deserve this she thought as she inserted her key into the lock and turned it until she heard the familiar 'click.' I don't deserve any of this. Pushing the door open, she took a step in and was abruptly bombarded by an eerie silence as she reached for the light-switch and flipped it on.
"God, you're beautiful," came the throaty voice of the man that had brought her so much pain and sadness, but at the same time, so much love and happiness. The very same man whom she hated herself for still loving.
"Holy shi-" startled, Bella jumped a little and let out a small squeak. Jesus Christ, the man's trying to kill me. Clutching a hand to her heart in shock, a heavy breath tumbled from her lips as she set her keys and purse on the stand beside the door before turning to face her husband.
"What the hell are you doing here?" She asked, knowing how rude she sounded, but not finding it within herself to care. Shrugging off her jacket, she placed it on the hook. She wasn't in the mood to deal with him right now.
A small spark of satisfaction ignited inside her, along with the tiniest speckle of guilt, when he flinched from the harshness of her words.
She watched dubiously, as he pushed his sinfully sexy body off of the doorframe and languidly strolled toward her. Her entire body froze when he reached out and gently brushed his fingers lovingly over her cheek. "I needed to see you," he stepped forward and cupped her face; his voice was taut and strained, "I'm going fucking crazy, Bells."
Was he fucking serious? Swatting his hand away from her, she swore and pierced him with a murderous glare. "You're going crazy?" Bella let out an incredulous, sarcastic laugh. "Funny how that works, isn't it? Funny how you're the one who's going crazy, yet I'm the one who's being cheated on and treated like a fool!"
"Baby, please, let me explain," Jake pleaded with an urgency she'd never heard before. "I know you're hurting and pissed at me-"
"Pissed? You think I'm pissed?!" She hurled back at him, her nose flaring with anger and her eyes wide with fury. "Jake, a fucking week ago, I was pissed. Now, I'm just..." She paused searching for the right word. "Hell, I don't know what I am. Maybe I'm done."
His face paled of colour and his breath hitched. Reverently, he closed the distance between them and threaded his hands into her hair. He had her trapped and she couldn't pull away even if she wanted to. Yes, he may be a cheating, lying asshole, but the warmth of his body and passion in his touch still soothed and comforted her the way no other ever could. Pathetic, right? "Don't say that. Don't give up on me."
Bella felt tired and helpless. She was done with this bullshit. Shrugging away from him, she moved to the other side of the room and placed one hand on her hip and the other palmed her forehead. "What else am I supposed to say, Jake? For two weeks I was here, night after night, sitting in our home and waiting for you, and for what? To be told that you're working late? To have you miss our wedding anniversary?" Realisation dawned across his face when she mentioned their anniversary, which swiftly turned into regret. "And when you did eventually come home, you'd brush me off, ignore me and reject me! I don't deserve that, Jake. I'm your wife! But right now? I feel like more of an unwanted acquaintance! If you don't love me anymore, then just man the fuck up and say it! Don't lie and cheat!"
Stalking toward her, Jake grabbed her shoulders and spun her around, backing her up against the wall. Looking into his feral eyes, the Jake she knew vanished and in his place stood a dangerous, savage man. He grasped her wrists and pinned them above her head while pressing his body into hers. "Don'tever tell me that I don't love you, that I don't want you! Fuck, Bella, I'd give my goddamned life for you! I know that shit's been crazy for the past two weeks, but that doesn't mean I want out. Shit, baby, I'm so fucking in I don't know where you end and I begin! When are you going to get it through this beautiful head that I'm not fucking cheating!"
"Bullshit!" Bella spat, struggling against her husband's vice grip. "I know where you've been going every night! I know who she is! Is she good, huh? Does she fuck you better than me, huh?!" She pushed against him, shoving her face further into his. "How's her cock sucking technique, Jake? Does she make you cum like I can? Does she ride your dick like I do? Huh?! Well?! Does she?! Hell, maybe I should give her a call and get some fucking pointer-"
"Baby, stop! Stop this!" Jake yelled.
A wicked, sadistic smirk formed across her face, "Was that turning you on, honey? Did that make you hard? Me talking about her sucking your dick? You enjoy that?"
"Enough!" He roared, punching a hole in the wall with his fist. "You wanna know why I'm harder than fucking granite? I'm hard because the only thing I can fucking think about is ripping your goddamned clothes off and fucking you hard against this wall! The only thing I can ever fucking think about is making love to you over and over and over again! You're all I fucking want!"
Bella flinched when his fist went into the wall, but it wasn't enough to intimidate her, "Why would you want me? I'm not her! Obviously, my pussy can't satisfy your dick the way hers can!" Bella launched back at him, her wild eyes clouding over with lust as she thought about her husband's cock sinking into her aching core.
"Jesus Christ, Bella! I'm not screwing around on you! I love you, godammit!"
"I don't believe you! You don't love me! You're just a lying, cheating scumba-"
"Fuck this," Jake swore, cutting her off. A low, rapacious growl rumbled over his body as he cupped the back of her neck, and crashed his lips to hers in a ferocious and ravenous need.
Smacking her lips against his with the same fierce need, Bella gripped his shirt and in one smooth motion ripped the fabric open exposing his delicious, chiseled, ripped torso.
Jake groaned into her mouth as he kissed her intensely. Passionately spearing his tongue into her, he was tasting her mouth completely-devouring her whole. As her talented fingers worked their magic on his chest, Jake lowered his hands, his palms revelling in the curves of her body until he reached the perfect, mouth-watering swell of her ass. Squeezing her firmly, Bella caught his silent hint and immediately leapt into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and slowly grinding her hot, wet core onto his jean-clad cock.
Encapsulating her tiny body within his arms, they stumbled sideways knocking and pushing things out of the way in the process. Attacking each other's mouths and bodies, Jake slowly and roughly started to gyrate his pelvis into hers.
Bella reluctantly tore her lips from his, inhaling some much needed air into her lungs and letting out the gasp of pleasure that had been begging for release, while her husband's lips remained relentless and demanding against her skin. "You feel that, baby? You feel my cock? That's what you fucking do to me. You make me hard enough to cut diamonds. No. One. Else!" His fingers wove and tangled themselves into her hair, lightly tugging her head back so he could have unlimited access to her throat.
After kissing, licking and nibbling every square inch of her neck, he pulled back with dark, carnal eyes and gazed straight into hers. "Fuck, I love you so fucking much, Bells," he breathed, caressing her cheek tenderly with his thumb. "Don't ever forget that."
As much as she wanted to believe him, the way he'd been acting lately told her differently. "You gonna keep talking or are you actually going to fuck me?"
"Oh trust me, beautiful, I'm going to fuck you and I'm not gonna stop until you beg me."
Trembling with desire at his panty-soaking words, she smirked wickedly while rubbing her clothed core up and down his equally-clothed cock, and whispered commandingly in his ear, "Then just fucking do it!"
Slamming his fist into the wall to try and release some of his pent up anger and not take it out on his wife, he bit back a roar of satisfaction. His woman always knew exactly what he needed. Damn, he was lucky.
Smirking cockily, Jake hitched her body closer, and wound his arms protectively around her waist, "You asked for it."
And with that, he smashed his lips to hers in another fiery kiss, and carried his aching-to-be-touched wife upstairs to their shower where he could give her beautiful body the attention it deserved.
Moaning and licking the inside of his ear-making his need for her fucking skyrocket-Bella nipped at the tender flesh on his lobe. "I'm so fucking hot for you. I'm desperate to feel this delicious cock drilling my tight, wet heat," she whispered as she reached between them and rubbed his rock hard shaft through the rough material. "Do you want that, Jake? I bet you can't wait to drill this perfect dick all the way into my aching pussy."
Grunting and kicking the door open with his boot, Jake walked over and placed her quaking body on the porcelain sink. "You wanna know what I want?" he grumbled, taking her blouse between his fingers and ripping it wide open, the buttons flying off of the silk material and landing with several soft taps onto the tiled floor, while doing the same with her bra. Once off, he threw the flimsy material over his shoulder and looked at her with eyes she'd never seen before. They were...yellow. "I want this dirty little mouth sucking my dick, and these expert fingers gripping and jerking me off until I come down that sexy throat of yours. You gonna give me that?"
Whimpering and throwing her head back in pleasure at his words, Bella carefully reached inside the shower, quickly turning it on and bringing it to the right temperature before gasping audibly as her husband towered over her, caging her between his muscular body and the dip of the sink. Lavishly, Jake began attacking her bare breast with his hot mouth, teasing and flirting with the tender skin until she couldn't take anymore. "Oh, god!" she moaned, biting her lip, as her eyes rolled into her head.
Jake looked up at his gorgeous wife, who was moaning and gasping, and he smiled around her breast as he encircled her erect, rosy nipple with his tongue, before pulling it into his mouth to suck and nibble on the hard nub.
Releasing her breast with a loud smack, he palmed the soft flesh roughly while moving across to the untouched breast and swiping his tongue across her sensitive nipple.
"You're so fucking sexy, Bella," he mumbled against her body.
"Ungh!" Bella cried out, her hands gripping his head as her body jerked violently against his, causing her throbbing core to stroke the length of his stiff member.
Hissing, Jake kicked off his boots and started to remove his wife's cock-teasing heels while trailing his wet tongue over the plump swell of her breast, up to her shoulder, along the slope of her alluring creamy neck before sliding it over her perfectly kissable lips. "You like that, baby?" he mumbled, against them. "That feel good?" Jake asked, basking in the fact that he had managed to affect her so intensely. "Tell me, Bella. Fucking tell me," he demanded, tweaking her nipple with his right hand and thrusting his hips into her.
"Yes," Bella moaned breathlessly, her body writhing beneath him.
"Yes what, baby?" he probed, moving from her mouth and lowering down her body, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses in his wake.
"Yes, I like it!" she screamed from the power of his touch and kisses. Having him love her like this, even if it was the roughest they'd ever been with each other, made her body come alive with desire.
Shaking her head vigorously, she looked down at the man she'd loved since she first knew what the word love meant, and ran a soothing hand through his short, spiky hair. "Please, Jake," she pleaded, "Please just...don't stop."
Releasing her breast with a loud pop, he reached behind her and greedily felt for the metal zip on her skirt. When he found it, he slowly, agonisingly pulled it down, sliding the fabric over her toned legs. Once removed, he bunched the skirt into his fist and threw it carelessly over his shoulder, not giving a flying fuck where it landed. "Trust me, beautiful, I don't plan to."
"Jake, please..." Bella whined urgently, squirming under him and sinking her teeth into that luscious lower lip. Fuck, he wanted his mouth on hers, now. But, he was gonna have to put those urges on hold for the time being. Right now, he just needed to taste that perfect pussy.
"What, baby? What do you need me to do?" he asked softly, kissing from her panty-covered mound, over the apex of her thighs, down her long, lean, tanned legs until he reached the soles of her feet, and placed one last gentle, loving and lingering kiss onto the sexy arch.
"Please...just touch me," she begged, incoherently.
Chuckling against the smoothness of her skin, he shook his head. "Patience, Bells," he said, removing her panties, "I'm gonna take my sweet time tasting this delicious pussy before I get you into that shower and fuck you senseless."
Jake planted chaste kisses over the sensual curve of her hips, along her lower abdomen, causing her entire lower half to twitch, bucking into the softness of his lips, until he reached her blazing core. "Easy there, beautiful," he soothed her. "Just lay back and relax. I've been wanting to do this to you all damn day, so I'm gonna go slow."
"I don't want slow, Jake. I want hard and fast!" she moaned, her hips undulating, waiting for his touch.
"Fuck," he growled, before lowering his head between her milky thighs, and brushing his tongue over her bare, slick folds, while sliding his arms under her body and bringing them out and up to tease her still-wet breasts.
At the first touch of his tongue, Bella's body spasmed against her will. "Shit!" She yelled as her body thrashed under him, and her hands flew out and gripped tightly the faucets behind her.
Determined to take this slow and prolong her pleasure, Jake nuzzled his nose into her smooth mound while swirling his tongue around her throbbing clit, lapping and suckling at it repeatedly.
"Argh!" She cried out, her trembling legs widened further in reaction as his tempo increased on her little bundle of nerves. In order to drive her completely over the edge, he dipped one finger into her depths. He pumped her slowly, purposefully at first, then once Bella began to ride his finger, he increased his speed and added a second digit, while continuing to tease her with his tongue.
"Oh, fuck!" Bella moaned, as she teetered on the edge of her release.
"That's it, baby," he crooned, freeing her now-swollen clit from his mouth with a loud 'pop.' "Ride my fingers. Show me how much you want my touch."
His words were too much. She couldn't stop the wave of euphoria that washed over her body as Jake placed his mouth back on her and thrust his fingers into her mercilessly until she came uncontrollably in his mouth. "Jake!" she screamed, her body arching toward the ceiling, her fingers clutching his hair in a death grip while her legs wobbled and quivered, suspended from the sink.
"Oh...my...god," Bella gasped, fighting for breath as she came down from her incredible high.
"Fuck, baby," Jake groaned, placing one last chaste kiss on her mound before crawling back up her body and pressing his lips against hers. She didn't even care that she could taste her own essence, all she wanted was him. "You look so goddamn beautiful when you come apart for me like that. It's sexy as hell."
A tired smirk tugged at her lips. "Damn, I needed that."
"I want this sexy body in that shower, yesterday," he demanded. He lifted her up and swung her around quickly. Before she knew it, she was standing in the shower, with water raining down over her head. "I'll be right in, baby, let me get out of these clothes."
Growling, he quickly shed his clothes, tossing them to the side and stepping toward the shower. Opening the glass door just a little more, Jake's lust-filled eyes widened in desire from the stunning woman being enveloped by the hot water, and the hard-on he rocked before was now painfully throbbing with need. Groaning, he stood there for a moment, marvelling in the exquisite beauty that was his wife, admiring her fine physique and the smooth curves of her breasts and ass. Beautiful.
Unbeknownst to him, his hand had absentmindedly traveled down his body and grasped his steel cock, stroking and pumping his hardness a few times to relieve the ache. Fuck, she was amazing.
Joining her, he made his way toward her in a predatory walk, letting his eyes ghost over her unbelievable figure before pressing his chest against her back and dropping a tender kiss onto her shoulder.
They both sighed in contentment as they stood naked together while the hot spray pounded their muscles. Wrapping his arms around her body protectively, Jake held her close, nuzzling his nose into the crook of her neck as they relaxed within the security of each other's embrace.
But his need was urgent, and could no longer be denied. He gently pushed down on her shoulders, guiding her to her knees. She looked up at him and he said, "Open wide, beautiful." With his hand wrapped into her hair, he tugged her head back a little bit, and her mouth readily opened for him. He pushed his swollen head between her lips and groaned as she took him deep into her mouth and throat. Closing his eyes and basking in the sheer bliss of his wife's talented mouth surrounding his dick, his head lolled back in pleasure. "Fuck, yeah, baby, suck my cock. And don't forget to use those pretty little hands, too"
Her hands came up, one pumped his shaft, right against her lips, effectively elongating the feel of her strokes on his cock and the other hand cupped his balls, rolling them around in her palm, eliciting another deep groan. "Shit, Bells, that's so good."
Smirking, she increased the suction as she took him further into her mouth, so much further that he could feel the head of his cock bumping against the back of her throat, and her hand on his shaft constricted, adding pressure. She hummed as she worked him in and out of her mouth, while using the nails on her other hand to scratch lightly against the back of his sac.
"Jeez," Jake panted, trying not to push her head up against his pelvis, but it felt so fucking phenomenal to have her hot little mouth wrapped around his thickness, and when she hummed? Christ, he had to hold himself still so as not shove it right down her throat. He loved it when she played with his balls and she knew that, the little minx. He felt her speeding up and twisting her hand a little on each stroke, and when she looked up at him, he lost it. He tried to warn her, "Fuck! Bells! I'm gonna -" the words died on his tongue as he shot his hot release down her throat.
Grinning smugly, Bella slid his still-hard cock from her mouth and licked her lips. "Fuck, your cum tastes so good. I forgot how much I love it," she purred while looking up at him with glassy eyes. Ghosting her hands up and over his toned, golden thighs, she stood to her feet and turned to face the welcoming spray.
Once he'd recovered, he took some of her favourite strawberry body wash and popped the cap. Pouring the red gel into his palm, he set the bottle on the shelf and took a moment to take in the sheer beauty and sexiness of his wife. Her eyes closed, mouth slightly open and her dainty fingers running through her wet, shiny hair. Goddamn.
Gulping hard, he rubbed his hands together, lathering up the scented liquid, before leaning in to whisper against her neck, "I've always loved this scent on you. It's like home. From now on, every time I smell strawberries, I'm going to think of this. "
Reaching behind her, Bella grasped his dick and swept her thumb over the tip, earning a groan from him. "What? Me sucking your dick?" she asked with a chuckle.
Jake growled in her ear, nipping at the skin there as he began to cover her body in the fruity gel. "Damn straight," he smirked, nuzzling behind her ear. "Have I ever told you that you taste like strawberries? Because you do. Sweet and a little tangy. Fucking delicious."
Bella resisted melting into him, as his loving words caressed her ear. A guttural moan seeped from her lips as her husband's hands began to work wonders on her skin, kneading the muscles and relieving the ache from her hectic work week. Her flesh twitched with pleasure as his coarse fingers skirted down the outline of her body, while making sure to follow the underline of her breasts. Biting her lip, Bella pushed her body back against his hard torso, turning her face into his wet, hairless chest and squeezing her eyes shut as his fingers passed over her nipples.
Jake continued to wash the rest of her body, turning her around and soaping her toned stomach, while leaning in towards her. Touching his lips to her shuddering skin, taking care not to miss a single inch, as he lowered to his knees and slowly finished the rest of her. He worked on special areas of flesh just a little bit longer than necessary. Skimming his nose and lips over the perfect lines that led from her hipbone down to his own personal heaven, he nibbled at her thighs before looking up into her eyes and murmuring, "Open your legs for me, baby."
Complying without giving his request a second thought, she slid her legs apart and extended her arm out, bracing the tiled wall to gain a little support. Tantalisingly slowly, Jake dipped his hand between her now-parted thighs, smiling as he heard his wife take in a quick breath as his fingers began to explore her sex for the second time in less than an hour. Only this time, he wasn't looking to bring her to a climax with his fingers. Nope. This time he wanted to be buried within her tight heat as he took her hard and fast. As much as he loved her, tonight wasn't the time for sensual lovemaking. Fuck, no. Tonight he was going to brand her. Make her his. Mark her...
"Jake," she whimpered as her fingertips silently scraped down the glossy clay tiles. "I can't take this again...I need you inside me."
"And you'll have it," he said against her skin. "But when I'm ready."
Feeling completely and utterly exposed, Bella's legs turned into jello as she bucked under his touch. She couldn't help but slide down the tiled wall until her ass cheeks hit the edge of the tub.
Sensing her fatigue, Jake stood up, gently lifted her into a standing position, before kissing her hungrily and turning her around until her back was against the wall. Reluctantly breaking away, he ordered gruffly, "Turn around and put your hands on the wall."
"Oh god," she whispered as she carried out his command, as his large hands gripped her hips pulling her back against him. Bella could feel his hardness tease her ass cheeks, the throbbing, mushroom tip sliding down to her saturated lips.
"That's my good girl," he growled as he reached around and roughly palmed her breast, his chin rested on her shoulder. "So fucking wet..." he moaned, "I can't wait to bury myself inside you."
Pulling back, Jake repositioned himself at her entrance, the head swirling around her tightness, teasing them both and building lubrication. His voice took on an odd timbre, "You want my cock, baby?"
"Yes..." She said under her breath, barely audible to human ears.
"Louder, Bella. I need to hear you," he bit out, grabbing her firm ass and spanking her lightly. The sexy bass of his voice got deeper, as he glided the tip of his member into her, and gyrated his hips, causing him to thrust further inside of her, before tauntingly pulling back out.
"Yes!" Bella whimpered loudly, arching her body into the wall.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, I want your fucking cock!"
Smiling smugly, he leaned down and kissed the tip of her shoulder. "Your wish is my command, gorgeous."
Jake pulled out of her until only the head remained inside her, before pressing his hand down onto the centre of her back, causing her to bend a little more as he crisscrossed his arms over her hips.
Just as Bella thought she was going to die if she didn't get him inside of her, he slammed into her with such force the air was ripped from her lungs, causing her to slip slightly from the impact. Within that same second, Jake's arms snaked under her, moved up and over her breast until his fingers curled around her shoulders, holding her to him so she didn't fall.
Before she even had a chance to breathe, he rammed into her again and again, melding their bodies together as they built up an impossible rhythm. Their bodies fitted together perfectly, creating a bubble of overwhelming and unexplainable euphoria.
"Ahh, fuck," he hissed as Bella's slick walls slipped over his shaft, fucking him just as intensely as he was taking her. Water splashed on her back, spraying up and hitting his chest as they rocked into each other fervently. Pulling back and gripping her hip with his hand, he ploughed into her harder and faster, while at the same time slapping her ass. "You feel that, baby?" He grunted as their bodies continued to slap together. "You feel my cock pounding this tight pussy?" Bella moaned her answers loudly.
With his eyes rolling into his head, Jake leaned down and placed several sloppy, wet kisses on her dripping back. "God, you feel fucking amazing wrapped around my dick!" he roared.
Harder. Faster. Further. Deeper, he drove into her. Relentless in his mission to make her his and only his. Sweat beaded and dripped from his brow as the warm water cascaded over them.
"You see how hard you make me?" he panted, thrusting mercilessly into her tight body.
"Jake..." she moaned, pushing herself back into him, meeting him stroke for stroke.
"Tell me you love me," Jake demanded, although his voice held a trace of vulnerability to it. "Christ, honey, tell me you're mine."
"Ja-Ja-Jake...oh fuck," she rasped with heavy-lidded eyes and her perfect mouth parted in pleasure.
Releasing a strangled cry from his lips, he lowered and brought her body further into him, nestling his face between her shoulders. "Fuck, baby, tell me," he pleaded in a pained and desperate voice. "I love you so damn much. So fucking much it hurts."
As much as it was killing her, and as much as she loved him, she couldn't bring herself to say it right then. Not when she knew he was sleeping with another woman. She didn't want to think about all of that at this moment, either. She just wanted to feel. For all she knew, this might be the last time she would be with Jake like this. A broken cry tore from her lips at that agonizing thought but she pushed it far away, and closed her eyes, focusing on her body, and what Jake was doing to it. "Jake, please, just… just don't stop, I'm so close."
Hearing that, Jake sped up, feeling her body clamping down on him, and he shivered with the need to release. Moans, grunts, whimpers and cries permeated the air around them, along with several rather explicit profanities. As they climbed the path to their immeasurable bliss, every nerve ending in their bodies was set ablaze.
As he kissed her shoulder, his tongue sensually circled the base of her neck. He had one arm clutched around her hips in an iron grip, and the other across her chest, grasping her shoulder from the front. His thrusts were increasing, as Bella's breathing escalated. Eagerly, his mouth started to suckle the spot on her neck and as he felt his impending orgasm, he was overcome with an internal heat. He felt something emerging from within, and he sucked harder on her neck. The urge to bite her was blurring his mind, and just when he felt Bella's body flying over the edge into passionate oblivion, he felt his teeth sharpen and somehow he knew to sink them into her flesh. When they pierced her skin, she screamed and convulsed around his cock, and he groaned as his own release shot forcefully into her womb, sending both of them into a sea of pure, magical ecstasy.
Jake held his trembling wife, keeping her upright, as they came down from their mutual high. That had been the most powerful sexual experience of his life. He looked at the mark he'd left on her neck and was surprised. It was red, and he knew he'd tasted blood when he bit her, but it was already healing. Watching her come apart like she had for him, twice in under a half-hour, drove him fucking insane. He had made love to her like a man on a mission, not stopping until they were both totally sated and utterly satisfied.
Collapsing into the tub, they wrapped their arms around one another, holding each other tightly as they struggled to control their breathing, while their hearts thumped rapidly against their chests. He looked at her face, unsure if she knew what had just happened. "Did I hurt you? I wasn't too rough, was I?" Jake whispered to his shaking wife as she rested her head on his chest.
Smiling into his pectoral, Bella pressed a light kiss there before languidly and shaking her head. "No, I'm fine."
Nodding, reassured, he kissed her dewy forehead while sweeping back the matted, sweaty hair that had stuck to her skin from their lovemaking. "C'mon, beautiful, let's get you out of the shower before you catch pneumonia."
Bella sighed, feeling the bubble they had been in start to burst around them. "That's a good idea. I'm starving, anyway." She cautiously stood, and with legs still slightly wobbly, she held onto the wall and gently stepped out of the tub.
Jake felt the distance coming between them again. Bella was shutting him out. He looked up at her in confusion. "Baby?"
Ignoring him, she took a fluffy white towel from the rail and wrapped it around herself. Opening the bathroom door she said, "I'm gonna grab something to eat. I'll see you in the morning."
Jake stood there in shock as Bella just walked away from him, closing the door behind her. He didn't know what had just happened. They had shared this amazing intimate experience and then… she just left. Before he could figure it out, the water turned to ice and he shivered as he stepped out of the tub.
What the hell just happened?