Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, just my own characters.
Warning:This chapter contains a few adult content/moments but DON'T worry, this story is predominantly a T rated story so it won't be too explicit (albeit a tiny bit graphic nonetheless so I will be giving this chapter an M rating). But if you don't wanna risk it, look away!
Unless you guys are about that freaky life.
Renesmee Cullen
It was showtime!
Jacob's surprise birthday dinner was underway!
After getting help from Justin –he helped me set up the brand new double shelf in Jake's dining room – he left and I continued cooking the birthday feast. Alex came by around 2:40 pm to help me cook.
When she left, I realized how much that still needed to be done.
In the midst of cooking, I was setting up the living room with romantic candle lights, throwing a plain red cloth and runner over the coffee table, and positioned two champagne glasses and two wine glasses underneath the lit up candlestick.
Seth went over to Embry's and Mike's for the night to hang out with them and get some work done himself. I was grateful that he didn't mind spending the night over there, leaving the apartment to Jacob and me.
Jacob and I needed alone time. It is hard to be alone together what with our busy schedules and the people in our lives. Jacob had roommates (or just a roommate now that Embry moved in with Mike) and I had vampire parents who knew everything I did. There was hardly any privacy. The only time we got privacy was seldom when everyone was asleep or going out or we'd sneak out after dark to see each other.
Our sex life was still amazing, don't get me wrong. It was fantastic. I was definitely content with that fact.
It is just always better when it was just the two of us. When we didn't have to worry about being considerate of other people or sneaking around.
Although the sneaking around is fun too.
Seth was so generous enough to consider our needs as a couple because he'd obviously want us to do the same for him. He understood.
It worked out a lot because he got to spend more time with Leah who was visiting for just a week anyway.
Speaking of Leah, apparently she spent the entire day exploring California whilst the boys were off to work.
When she came back from her escapade she briefly popped in to tell me she stopped by Los Angeles to sightsee all the famous landmarks and grab a few souvenirs for herself and her mom back home.
LA was only an hour from Oakland Woods but she got there much quicker on the train.
Mike actually encouraged her to go out and have fun and do stuff while he's at work at the garage for most of the day.
He didn't want her to be cooped up in his apartment all day. I bet he would give anything to spend the entire week with her before she goes back to La Push.
Mike left work earlier than Jacob and Embry at around 16:45 and decided to take Leah out for a dinner stroll in the park close by where the popular Italian street vendor/restaurant was.
I glanced at the watch on my wrist.
I was running out of time.
Jake would be here at around six o'clock and I was barely done setting everything up for tonight.
I moved with superhuman celerity, getting everything ready before Jacob walks through the door.
My mouth agape as I surveyed the scenery after I thought I was done setting everything up.
"Something's missing," I whispered to myself.
I thought.
What is a romantic dinner without music?
"Ah!" I exclaimed and ran to Jake's room to retrieve his wireless Bluetooth speaker and began playing music from my phone.
I decided to play some Justin Timberlake tracks I grew up loving to set the mood before returning to the kitchen to check on the food. I was making gourmet Italian dishes that were all pastry based. It was literally a feast brewing in the kitchen which I know for a fact Jacob would appreciate as he eats anything given to him. He isn't a fussy eater. He doesn't even have favorite foods but I know he strongly loved Italian food.
I was not an avid cook by any means but recently, I've developed an interest in becoming a foodie. I always thought I couldn't cook but then I realized, if I followed exactly what was in the cookbook then nothing would go wrong.
As a hybrid vampire I could easily alternate between blood and human food. When I was younger I favored blood a lot more but as I got older I got to appreciate certain foods. From the simple egg and bacon sandwich or cereal to the extravagant filet mignon, baked cannelloni or crème brulee. There was a lot of food to love.
And given that I spend so much time with humans and the wolves I've had to let food be a part of my life.
Now I actually enjoy cooking. Can you believe it?
It was always more meaningful when I was cooking for Jacob and I.
If Jake and I do end up getting married in future –not saying that it will happen [although I hope it would] – then I have to be able to hold my own in the kitchen because the man does not ever stop eating.
My shuffled playlist jumped to the next song which was the 80s classic love song by The Human League "Don't You Want Me".
Unlike many teenagers of the 21st century, I appreciated the oldies music more than today's hits. I loved the 70s disco era, I loved the swinging, dance-pop era of the 80s and I loved the naughty 90s era of pop culture and even parts of the 2000s were incredibly memorable. I may not have been part of those different worlds but I was very much an old soul like my mother some of the time.
Jacob found it cute and he amused me with my love for the oldies whenever we watch old movies for movie night.
I was working as a waitress
In a cocktail bar
That much is true
But even then I knew
I found a much better place
Either with or without you…
I found myself singing and dancing along to the tune as I used the big wooden spoon as a microphone.
I heard the door unlock and open as Jacob entered the apartment suddenly.
"Hmm. Something smells amazing!" He remarked as he chuckled, watching me dance like a freak.
I spun around to stare at him with wide eyes and a wide smile.
"What's going on here?" He inquired, holding his car keys in his one hand and holding the huge gift basket I got him in the other.
"Don't. Don't you want me? You know I can't believe it when I hear that you won't see…" I sang along as I danced sensually over to him.
"Nessie," He laughed.
"Don't!" I sang. "Don't you want me?" I hummed as I reached him and ran the spoon over his chest, trying to look like a vixen serenading him.
He set the gift basket on the counter along with his keys.
"You know I don't believe it when you say that you don't need me." I crooned.
He smirked with a twisted smile, tinged with amusement and amazement as he watched me sing to him.
"…It's much too late to find!" I gasped out, spinning around and glaring at him. "You think you've changed your mind! You better change it back or we will both be sorry! Don't you want me baby?!"
"I do. I do." He replied with a chuckle.
I giggled. "Don't you want me oh? Don't you want me, baby?" I sang the chorus, creeping onto him and wrapping my arms around his muscled waist.
"I do. I really do." He bit his bottom lip, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close to his chest.
I giggled. "Don't you want me oh…?" I just laughed the words out as I bent on my tiptoe to breathe against his lips.
"Happy birthday, baby." I whispered against his hot lips, my minty breath breathing against his skin.
He breathed in my scent and grinned before capturing my lips in a brief yet sweet and gentle peck on the lips. The feeling of his lips always sent shivers down my spine and made my knees buckle into jelly. He made me weak in a very satisfying way.
"Thank you, love." He replied as we pulled away. "It smells amazing here, babe. You didn't have to do all of this." He said, giving me a side-hug.
"Are you kidding? You deserve it." I said.
"Wow!" He murmured as he looked at the candlelit dinner display area I arranged in the living room.
"Do you like everything?" I asked hopefully as I slipped my hands into the oversized grey sweatshirt pocket that had an image of Jacob and me.
It was the same sweatshirt I made for him in his gift basket.
"I thought I'd surprise you with all of this. It wasn't easy though, I'm glad I got a lot of help from everyone." I told him.
He smiled.
"I love it. Really, Nessie. I do." He told me. "No one has ever done something this thoughtful for me, much less for my birthday."
"It's your 25th birthday. That's a milestone! A quarter of a century old."
He bemoaned. "Now you make me sound like an old fart."
I laughed.
He pulled me to him by my arm and held my head in between his large hands to embed a delicate, soft kiss on my forehead. My head felt so tiny and cozy in his large, warm hands.
"Thank you for the gift basket, I really appreciate the thought you put into that." He mentioned, staring down into my eyes as he fiddled with the strings of my sweatshirt.
"No problem," I fluttered my lashes as I bored my eyes into him.
"Nice sweatshirt," He gnawed his bottom lip.
"You like?" I asked, waving my arms around as I scrutinized it.
I took a photo of us from a few months ago and enlarged it onto blotting paper when I then ironed it on plain grey sweatshirts I bought for us.
It was a goofy photo of me kissing Jake's cheek – whilst he made funny face to the camera and wearing a party hat – that had the words "My Big Wolf" on it.
I slipped out of my clothes from today and threw it on. It was triple my size and it hung well over my mid-thigh and it even made my black yoga pants seem small.
"I dig it," He said, stationing his big hand on my butt and gently caressing it whilst running his freehand to caress my cheek.
"I hope work was okay." I said, gulping in a breath as I fiddled with the buttons of his work shirt.
He snorted. "The guys at work threw a roast party for me," He stated.
I furrowed my eyebrows. "A roast party?"
He nodded. "It was fun though," He said before kissing my lips again.
After the kiss, I smiled, biting my lip and I went back to the stove in the kitchen to check on the pasta.
"Are we having dinner in Paris?" He asked me as he went to examine the arrangement.
"Well, I was watching The Lady and the Tramp the other day and I just got inspired." I told him. "I thought since it's your birthday and you're already planning our anniversary in a week, I thought I would blend a bit of both occasions from my side."
He blinked at me.
"What?" I giggled.
Did he not like it?
"Now, you've put me in a tough spot babe." He said, casually strolling towards me. "How am I going to top this for our anniversary?"
"Oh, I'm sure you've got something better than this." I teased.
He smirked. "Hmm," He replied as he reached me to look at what I was cooking.
"Ooh! Pasta. I can't wait!" He said, going in to grab a piece of beef mince that was still cooking.
I slapped his hand away.
"Ow!"
"You're not touching that until you're all cleaned up and out of those greasy clothes. Go take a shower." I said to him.
He grumbled like a tantrum-prone child and I just laughed at his antics.
"When you get out of the shower, I've got presents for you."
He perched his lips out in piqued interest. "Well I better get on it," He replied before disappearing into the bathroom.
Whilst Jake was still in the shower, I quickly made my way to Seth's bedroom where a lot of the big presents were. One of them was the new multi-purpose black recliner I got from La-Z-Boy furniture store.
"What's that rustling sound, babe?" Jake asked from the shower.
"Oh! Nothing! You'll see." I laughed as I pushed the recliner into the living room.
I contemplated whether or not to leave the red bow around it but then ultimately decided to leave it. It looked cute anyway.
I then brought the rest of the gifts and situated them on the living room floor where the dinner was set up.
Jake was finished with his shower after ten minutes and I heard him slope out of the bathroom and slipped into his bedroom inconspicuously, unaware of what was going on in his living room.
When I was sure I was done, I went back to check on the food once more.
It was almost done.
For the next few minutes, I simmered down the stove to heat the food up instead of cook it.
"Alright, I'm starving!" I heard Jake's voice as he exited his bedroom.
"Hold on one second!" I hollered as I ran over to stop him from entering the room yet.
"Not yet," I said.
He frowned, moisturizing his hands as he looked at me approach him.
He was casually dressed in a sleeveless black V-neck shirt and short grey sweatpants. His dark russet skin looked warm and shiny whilst his jet black hair drenched and spiked with water.
His plain black shirt showed off his incredibly toned physique, revealing his large ripples of muscles and large protruding pectoral chest. He looked so good even in his comfortable wear.
I went around him and covered his eyes with my small hands as I stood up behind him on my tiptoe because I was so small compared to his mountainous build.
"It's a surprise!" I whispered to him.
"Okay," He replied as I directed him to the living room.
"Surprise!" I exclaimed as I moved my hands from his eyes and stood in front him, gesturing to the many gifts laid out in front of him.
His mouth agape in what looked to be bewilderment and shock but his face was blank. I couldn't read his expression.
Was he happy?
Was he confused?
Was he annoyed?
I chewed on my fingertips as I waited anxiously for his reaction.
"Woah," He remarked. "This is a lot of stuff." He chortled.
I shrugged. "Well, I know you're not big on lavish gifts but I thought 'why not get him lavish gifts that were practical, sentimental, fun and heartfelt?' and there was just so many things I thought about doing so I then decided to keep it in theme with your birthday."
"Keep it in theme?" He probed as he walked over to look at the gifts.
"For each birthday, you get a present." I told him as I tossed my arm around his shoulder and gripped onto his hard shoulder cap as I laid my head against his arm.
He turned to me. "You got me 25 presents?"
I shrugged, and bit my lip nervously.
"I guess," I laughed.
He widened his eyes.
"Not everything is bought though. A lot of them I made for you." I told him.
"You always make sweet, thoughtful gifts for my birthdays and I thought I could return the favor." I added.
"You got me a recliner!" He exclaimed in excitement.
He then skipped and trotted over to the comfy, big leather recliner like a kid opening his presents on Christmas day.
I giggled. "Try it out,"
He took his seat leisurely on the soft couch and prodded himself comfortably, sitting back and melting into it.
He exhaled a liberated sigh.
"Now this is the stuff," He murmured.
I grinned.
Well he definitely loved it!
Another present success for me!
"Its touchpad and remote operated." I informed him as I gesticulated to the arm of the chair.
He flopped the leather arm over to reveal a screen that controlled the couch. Jacob gasped.
"So freaking cool!" He exclaimed as he began pressing buttons.
The action suddenly flipped open the leg rest and then he pressed another button that began vibrating the chair in a soothing motion to which he let out a gratified to. Then Jacob pressed another button that controlled the air conditioner and with a press of the remote in the holster, he reclined the chair back.
"Oh…" He moaned. "Now this, this is absolute heaven right here. Damn." He remarked.
Wow. He really loved it, didn't he?
"I'm glad you like it so much."
"Baby, I love it. I wish I can sit here forever," He stated.
"Now I've gotta compete with a chair for your affection. What have I done?" I joked.
"You've made a beast very happy." He told me.
I giggled.
He then hoisted the recliner back into its place after a short while to look at me.
"C'mere," His deep voice said smoothly as he gestured for me to come over to him.
I smiled as I sauntered over to him and sat onto his hard lap. He comfortably moved in his chair as he threw my legs over the arm and laid his hand underneath my buttocks, holding me close to him.
"Thank you so much," He said honestly. "You don't know how much this means to me. All of this."
I shrugged, throwing my arm around his head to begin running my fingers through his wet, spikey jet black hair on the nape of his neck.
"It's okay. I just thought, you work so hard at work and everything and you always come home exhausted beyond relief. You needed something you can just relax and take a break on."
Jacob wasn't one to think about his desires. He always put the needs of others above his own. No matter how uncomfortable, unhappy or frustrated he can get, he always made sure the people around him were okay and I just wanted him to feel that it was okay to care for himself once in a while.
"I truly have no words to say but you're amazing and I love you," He said, gently laying his head against my chest like a cushion before planting kisses on my soft chest.
I smiled slightly, threading my fingers through the hairs on the top of his head.
"I've always wanted to try out this new La-Z-Boy recliner. I feel like Joey from Friends right now." He laughed.
I cackled quietly as I stared at his elated face.
"It's okay to take care of yourself. You know that, Jake? You shouldn't always put others needs ahead of your own. I admire your quality of selflessness, don't get me wrong but…It's okay to want things for yourself." I told him.
He smiled as he looked up into my chocolate brown eyes and roamed his fingers into my hair that was tied into a bottom knot, leaving the rest of my hair in waves.
"I hear you," He confessed, running his hand up and down my thigh.
He brought my head down so that our foreheads came into contact with each other.
"Should we eat while we open up these presents?" He asked me.
As if on cue, I heard his stomach churn and grumble angrily,
I rolled my eyes, laughing. "Sure sure,"
I hopped off his lap and sauntered to the kitchen to prepare dinner for us. As I grabbed two plates for us and began dishing out the first of three meals I had prepare for us –mostly Jacob though– a new song played in the background.
A few stolen moments
Is all that we share
You've got your family
And they need you there
Though I try to resist
Being last, on your list
But no other man's gonna do
So I'm saving all my love
For you…
I suddenly felt two hands land onto either side of my hips and Jacob's hot breath close to my face as he rested his chin on my shoulder, swaying our bodies to the rhythm of the song by Whitney Houston.
"Dance with me," He whispered huskily.
That tone of voice always gave me goosebumps.
"I'm dishing out food, Jacob." I laughed.
He moaned. "It's Whitney Houston, baby. It is a crime not to dance." He told me.
He took the plate and plastic spoon out of my grasp and brought my body close to him as he held onto my one hand and rested his other hand on the small of my back as we began swaying to the music.
I laughed as I lay my freehand on his hard, bare bicep as he held me up as we danced.
So I'm saving all my love
For you
You used to tell me we'd run away together
Love gives you the right to be free
You said to be patient
Just wait a little longer
But that's just an old fantasy…
I smiled as Jake's gorgeous dark brown eyes bore into mine with such intensity and love. I saw my reflection in his eyes, both figuratively and literally. I was part of him and he was part of me.
I rest my hand against his hot cheek and propelled my thoughts into his mind.
I want this moment to last forever. I projected.
He smiled. "Yeah," He agreed.
'Cause tonight is the night
For feeling alright
We'll be making love the whole night through
So I'm saving all my love for you
Yes, I'm saving all my love
Yes, I'm saving all my love for you...
We danced together for the remainder of the song and then some before we got to eat our dinner.
... ...
I had made us three meals for tonight. A starter, a main course and dessert. And they were all pastry related.
I made us beef and spinach ricotta cannelloni and samosas as the starter meal, chicken ravioli and spaghetti bolognaise as the main course meal and then for dessert I made a surprise raspberry and blackberry pie with decadent flaked ice-cream on the side.
Yes. I was going all out for tonight.
My man will be well fed that's for sure.
"Okay!" Jacob began after finishing his ravioli and spaghetti bolognaise. "Time to open the next present."
I chuckled.
There were 25 presents I had for Jacob. The first present was the gift basket, the second was the recliner, the third was the home cooked meal(s), the fourth was a gift card to a golf country estate, the fifth gift was a Dopp Kit –toiletry bag– for his work trips like the one he was going to this weekend, the sixth gift was a brand new bookshelf/photo shelf for his room I installed earlier today with Justin's help, and the seventh gift was…
"You got me boxsets?" He exclaimed.
I laughed. "A five-movie boxset of action movies. I know how much of a fan you are of Mission Impossible, The Expendables, Fast and the Furious, The Planet of the Apes, and The Avengers so I got you the latest movies of each franchise and then I got you 5 Batman movies. Batman is your favorite superhero after all."
"You got me The Dark Knight Trilogy and the Tim Burton Batman movies. Literally the only great Batman movies we've ever and will ever get. Baby…" He expressed.
I laughed at his kindred delight. He always looked like a kid when he talked about his movies, especially when it came to Batman. He was obsessed.
"I know you have most of these movies stored on your laptop but I thought that having the hardcopy versions would be more meaningful. Especially when you look back on them for years to come."
"I love it, thank you." He said, leaning in to give me a peck on the lips.
I smiled. "Those count as 10 gifts so…I guess you've already opened 16 presents now."
He hummed as he reached for another present.
He pulled out a wool woven hat.
"I know you don't need it but I thought it was cute after I knitted it." I laughed as I ate my food.
He smiled as he set it on the floor to grab another gift which came in the form of goofy socks. He cocked an eyebrow at me and I laughed.
"That was more of a mock present, I just wanted to see your reaction. And it was priceless!" I laughed. "You don't have to wear them."
"If you don't think I'm gonna wear these goofy ass socks then you've got another thing coming honey," He chuckled as he slipped one pair on.
"You're not seriously wearing that, are you?"
"Hell yeah I am!" He chuckled. "Thank you."
I stared at him with blank eyes.
What?
He actually liked them?
The socks he was wearing were bright orange and purple which had little dead fish on them. How the hell did he find that even remotely cool?
"I hope you're not gonna be sleeping in bed with me with those socks on," I warned him.
He looked at me with sad eyes. "But…"
I shook my head. "No,"
He sighed, but smiled teasingly as he went to grab his next gift which was in a small box which he opened.
"I got you a pair of cufflinks for your shirts. I know you hardly dress formal but I thought they would look amazing for the rare occasion you do." I told him.
He smiled. "Actually, these are great. Thanks."
He went to open another present although this time it was in a box. He opened it and pulled out huge binoculars.
"For when we ever go on a safari," I suggested.
He went to open another gift was a little booklet that I thought was cute when I first saw it in the store yesterday.
"That's the New York Times Custom Football Book. You can retrace your favorite NFL team's big wins and many newsworthy events over the years." I told him.
Jacob was a huge NFL fan. I wondered whether or not to go for the NBA or Soccer booklet because he was a fan of those sports too but the NFL made a lot more sense. He and the rest of the wolves used to have huge game watch parties back at La Push whenever a huge game was playing and even more so when the Superbowl came along every year.
"Oh, wow. That's actually pretty neat." He smirked.
I smiled.
He was getting to the cruxes of the gifts I had put a lot of time and effort into and I was dreading to see his reaction. He had four gifts left he had to open.
"Let's see…" He trailed off, bringing the large cloth covered gift to his body.
He looked at me as he realized what it was and began removing the cloth off the painting.
His eyes transfixed onto the sketched painting I had been working on. It was image of his face staring off into the horizon. His face was surrounded by a grove of earthly trees and plenty flying creatures and faded sceneries, but in the far background I painted a large russet wolf emerging from the sunlight that shone on Jacob's face.
"It is a visual metaphor painting." I mentioned to him. "Basically, it means that you are the center of the universe. The center of my universe. The sun shines on you and in the midst of all that's happening in the world, you are my focal point. The image of you as a wolf emerging from the sun is you coming into my life."
He stared at me with a heartfelt expression. Jake was never emotional. Not really. I was the more emotional and expressive person in our relationship but this time was different. He looked incredibly touched.
"Ness, this is amazing." He stated as he turned to the painting. "I love it!"
I smiled as I rested my hand onto his thigh as I watched him roam his hand over the contours of the canvas.
"You used oil pant?" He asked.
"How did you know?" I gasped.
He shrugged. "I'm observant,"
I laughed.
"My mother used to love painting with oils as well." He remarked as he reminisced.
My smile fell slightly.
Jacob didn't talk about his mom often unless I asked him to. I would've loved to have met her. She was an artist like myself and she loved Jacob with everything in her being just like I do.
I would have loved to have talked to her about the amazing son she had raised for the little time she had with him. I would've loved to have told her about how well he treats me and how happy he makes me. I would've thanked her for raising a wonderful man.
"My mother would have loved you," He told me.
I smiled.
He looked back at me to meet my eyes before pulling me to his side, throwing his arm around neck and dragging my head to feel his lips on its side. I chuckled as I laid my hand against his hard stomach.
"Thank you. This is possibly the best gift you've ever given me," He sniffled as he whispered muffled in my hair.
I frowned. "Are you crying?"
"No," He lied.
"Oh, baby!" I giggled as I pulled away from him to trail my fingers under his eyes to wipe away his single tear away.
He guffawed emotionally.
"Damn you, Nessie." He told me. "I'm afraid of what else you'll do to me when I open the rest of the gifts."
I bit my lip as I took a sip of the sparkling champagne.
"Don't worry. There's only 3 left." I assured him.
He grinned at me as he went to reach for one of the last two unopened gifts. He took the smallest one first. It was a rectangular box that he opened to reveal a mug that had little reasons why I loved him engraved around it.
He snickered. "That's fantastic! I'll take this to work." He stated.
I smiled.
"I feel like I can't top your birthday after this. You know what? I'm up for the challenge. You aren't ready for what I've got planned for you,"
"Oh, I'm quaking at my boots in anticipation," I joked.
"Or fear…" He warned jokingly.
I tapered my eyes. "Open the last gift,"
He sighed as he leaned in to open the big glass jar that read "Jake's Birthday Jar" already had 25 notes in it.
We decided to read the little dried up sticky note messages I wrote for his birthday over cheese and good wine. It was laughter, cringing cries and smiles galore as Jacob laid his head onto my lap, with me caressing his head as he read.
"Peanut butter and jelly. Cheese and wine. Beer and pretzels. Tweedledee and Tweedledum. You and me. There are some things that were just made for each other. I think we make the perfect pair." He read. "That's really cute,"
"Seth helped me with that one," I laughed.
"Oh, I bet." He laughed. "What a cheeseball,"
He reached for the second last note.
"Gosh! I just feel so lucky that I get to celebrate your birthday because it means you exist. And we're together! And I love you! Happy Birthday sweetie." He read.
He smiled as he looked up at me.
"Love you too baby," He replied, bringing my face down to kiss his delicate lips briefly.
He then reached for the last one to which he exhaled a much needed sigh.
"Finally!" He joked.
I slammed my fist onto his chest, causing him to gurgle in laughter and pain.
"There are a lot of reasons that I love your birthday but the cherry on top of all the cake and presents and party is that I spend another day with my wonderful man." He read between laughs.
"And I mean every word!" I exclaimed. "Yay! We're done." I applauded.
He grinned as he dropped the papers back into the jar and sat up from my lap.
"You really outdid yourself today, Nessie."
"You're very special to me." I simply said.
He rested his hand on my thigh before moving it to cup my face in my hand.
"You are amazing," He remarked.
My cheeks burned a fiery red as I blushed and buried it in his hand sheepishly.
"What's the last present?" He asked, scanning the room for any traces.
My breathing hitched as my lips curved into a suggestive smile.
I then hurled my hand to grip onto the nape of his neck and bringing his attention on me.
"Your last gift is more intangible depending on how you look at it," I replied, in an attempt to sound seductive.
His eyebrows raised in intrigue and excitement as I said those words. He knew exactly what I was getting at.
"Oh," He murmured hoarsely.
I gnawed my bottom lip, sheepish.
"Well then, mademoiselle…Care to show me?" He said huskily.
The pits of my insides burned as he said that. His smooth, husky voice was always a reason for my downfall. It made me so weak.
I nodded my head as I moved close to him, placing my hand against his face and projecting my thoughts to him.
He hummed in response.
He brought my open legs into him before he maneuvered himself so that he was looking directly at me, with him between my legs. Our lips were barely inches apart but never touching as we basked in each other's breaths.
I gripped onto his face with my hands and my eyes closes as his hot breath blow onto my skin.
His one hand wandered up my leg whilst the other gripped onto my waist whilst I ran my fingers through the sides of his hair.
"We should probably eat dessert first?" I teased.
He grunted.
With one reply, "You are my dessert" He said.
I was done for!
He then lowered me down on the couch, my head hitting the soft cushion and my hair sprawled all across it.
His hand continued wandering around the contours of my thigh before bringing my leg to wrap itself around his waist so that he had easier access to the rest of my body.
His touch was sending electric sparks up my leg, making me shiver. He stroked my thigh soothingly, tantalizingly as he played with the waistband of my black yoga pants.
I was feeling the heat.
He was feeling the heat.
After heavily breathing on each other's skins, Jake finally began planting soft delicate kisses on my fair, porcelain skin. From my chin, to my thyroid cartilage, down to the crook of my neck, leaving traces of his love on me.
It drove me insane.
"I should probably tell Seth to –" He began to speak between kisses.
"We don't have to worry about Seth. I already covered that," I gasped out.
He hummed and continued leaving kisses down my neck although it soon escalated to him sucking onto my skin with intense passion.
I croaked in pleasure as I gripped onto his hair with one hand and with the other, running my hand up and down his bicep.
Jake's one hand began hoisting the hem of my sweatshirt up slightly to feel my bare skin as he suckled my membrane.
I breathed in his scent.
He smelled so good.
Jake always had a musky smell to him that was very manly but he had a hint of magnolia that made him intoxicatingly irresistible. The musk was a stimulant. His strong, musky, masculine odor hit my senses like a shot of aged bourbon. Hot, burning, potent lust roared within me. It made my muscles tremble and go pliant beneath his hands. I wanted him. I wanted him bad.
I wanted to feel him touching me, skin to skin.
I ached for the feel of his lips pressed up against various areas of my body, tasting me, pleasing me, pleasuring me into a state of euphoria.
He was driving me insane just looking at him, smelling him, and feeling him. I needed to feel him more.
The desperate desire for him grew as did my arousal.
But I wanted to feel his arousal first. I wanted to ensure his needs were met first.
After all, it was his birthday.
And I didn't have to look any further than the evident awakening of his manhood pressed up against my groin.
"Do you like that?" He asked me against my neck.
I gasped. "I do."
He roamed his hand around my stomach and deepened his mouth onto my skin.
I smiled. "It is still your birthday, Jake."
"Uh huh," He replied, nonchalantly.
"Let's make it worth it…" I told him, lifting his head up to look into my eyes.
He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean?"
I bit my lip as I lobbed him to his side until he was sitting up on the couch before I began straddling his lap and smashing my lips onto his in a hot kiss.
He grunted as I began moving my body on his provoked member.
He rested his hands on my waist but I slapped them away and smashed them against the couch as I took control.
This wasn't the usual way of doing things. Jacob was always the more dominant one and I was always more submissive. I was never comfortable enough to initiate the more controlling role because self-consciously I felt Jake would know a lot more than me as the man in the relationship.
But we've been at this for a while.
And I feel comfortable.
Especially if there was a purpose to my newfound motives.
Jacob was shocked by my forcefulness but I was glad that he didn't question me.
He didn't need to worry.
He just needed to relax.
I was adamant to ensure his birthday was memorable in all aspects of the word.
I slowly slid down from his lap and fell on both my knees in between his legs and pulled my hair back.
He suddenly registered what I was doing.
"Nessie –" He whispered, not trusting his voice.
"Trust me." I assured him.
We haven't done this before. Jacob never ever thought to suggest it out of respect for me but I know he's thought about this position often. But I was always scared.
I wasn't scared now.
And I wanted to give him something he's always wanted.
I wanted to give this to him.
I ran my hand over his provoked manhood with my hands, caressing and soothing the hard surface through the fabrics which ignited a moan to escape his supple lips.
I then began tugging at the strings of his grey short sweatpants, loosening the constraints it had around his waist.
Jake rarely ever wore underwear under his clothes. Because he has to phase every other night to patrol and keep himself from aging, adding extra layers of clothing was pointless.
I wasn't complaining about it though.
I looked into Jake's deep-set brown eyes that were darkened by lust as he stared me down in between him.
I smirked as I began lowering his shorts and watched as his erected endowed member broke free.
Jake had a very impressive package. It made sense though. He was a large, muscle-bound beast towering at 6`7. It was only plausible that the rest of him would be proportionate to the rest of his body.
However, I was very small compared to him and at the beginning it terrified me.
It kind of still does.
I then enclosed my hand around his shaft and began slowly stroking it up and down and waving it from side to side before repeating the strokes.
I carefully brought my mouth to the peninsula of his member, tasting it with my tongue for a while before I fenced it with the walls of my mouth.
His lips escaped a cry as he arched his head back.
I did this for a while. Stroking, encircling, pumping, licking him and repeating the process all over again.
Jacob's moans got louder and more urgent.
"Mmm," He moaned. "You're gonna be the end of me, Ness!" He muttered lustfully, his husky voice tinged in ecstasy.
I smiled as I picked up the pace.
"Nessie! Oh, baby...Fuck!" He moaned and cussed as he tangled his fingers through my hair.
As we reached the apex of passion, Jacob cried out as he reached his own climax.
I felt accomplished.
I did that to him!
He gasped out and stared at me with a gratified grin.
"Why don't we take this to the bedroom?" He suggested.
I smiled and nodded my head.
He gnawed his bottom lip as he hoisted his shorts up before eagerly lifting me off the ground.
I giggled as I draped my legs around his waist as he rushed our sexually hungry bodies to his bedroom.
With a thud, I felt myself being thrown onto his bed with him hovering over him.
He and I laughed together as he grinded his still protruding erection into my core.
"I am going to devour you whole," He growled sexily.
I blushed. "I thought you were done?" I teased.
He scoffed. "Please," He replied cockily before he hastily hauled his shirt up and tossing it to the corner.
I was amazed at the breathtaking body standing before me.
He was huge. He was dark. He was glorious.
He was all man. He was all natural. His body was unreal.
It was like it was sculptured to perfection by Greek gods. He was an Adonis of a man.
I roamed my hand over his large chest, trailing my fingertips over the tattoo of my name across his chest.
He smirked as he allowed me to admire his body for a little while longer before he bent down to capture my lips, leaving me in a trance-like state of blissfulness.
I moaned as I gripped onto his hair as he bit my lip between our fervent, lustful and ravenous kiss. He begged my lips for entry and I granted it to him and our tongues began dancing together.
I felt his hands begin to unpeel my yoga pants down my legs and he briefly pulled away from me to take the rest of my pants off before throwing it onto the growing pile of clothes.
I proactively unpeeled my sweatshirt off my body and did exactly as he did, leaving us both half naked, afore I felt his arms wrap around my body again and mine around his neck as our lips captured each other again.
I loved this.
My sex life with Jacob was amazing.
I honestly never thought it would be this great.
I watched movies and they depict sex as something either amazing or meaningless but nothing can compare to the real thing.
And nothing can compare to sex with your imprint.
Your soul mate.
I felt Jacob's warm hands quietly begin unhooking my bra and with one swoop, he discarded it in a blinding flash before returning his lips to mine.
I hummed as my freed breasts pressed up against his hardened chest.
He roamed his hands all over my body, playing around with my skin and sending triggers to my goosebumps with each touch and with each kiss. He worked his hand from my knee, to my thigh, to my abdomen and to my chest.
His hands softly flicked over my strained nubs.
The quick caress sent a lightning bolt of pure heat straight from my breasts down to my stomach, making my internal organs quiver with tiny explosions.
The onslaught of ecstatic pleasure made my hips buck and my legs widen in bold invitation for a deeper, more pleasantly intimate caress.
"Please touch me!" I cried.
"Where?" He probed.
"Everywhere!" I bemoaned.
I moved my one leg up and down his calves, softly caressing him whilst the other leg moved downward around his waist, lowering his sweatpants to reveal the crack of his butt.
He smiled as he tenderly began rubbing my hardened nipples with his large fingers before replacing them with his mouth. Delicately sucking them. Kneading them. Worshipping them.
I gasped out as he sent me on a trance with his tongue and lips on my chest.
I gripped onto his hair as he nibbled me with his teeth. I felt my arousal spike as my inner thighs began trembling with the feeling of his manhood so close to me. The dampness of my inner core was crying out to feel Jacob's member roaming all around it.
After pleasing my upper torso, he lowered his focus down to my nether region.
He unrolled my drenched underwear down my long, pale legs until my body was fully exposed before him.
He showered my nether region with kisses gently and kindly. That was one thing I appreciated most about Jacob. He didn't rush. He wasn't forceful. He was still a gentleman.
But what happened next made me appreciate his alpha side so much more.
After planting kisses at my core, he ran his hot, wet tongue in between my folds causing me to whimper loudly as I gripped onto the sheets.
He licked. Sucked. And kissed my overflowing folds until I couldn't take it anymore.
He was sending me on a frenzy!
"Oh, Jake!" I wept.
When he felt as if I was satisfied enough, he worked up my body till our eyes met again.
With one hand, he tormented my pleasurable button with soothing rubs. I bit back a moan as I flew my hand to grip onto his drying hair as he peeved my erogenous zone, almost sending me over the edge.
But it was the intense gaze he locked with my eyes as he continued pleasuring me that really sent me off.
His eyes were fully transfixed on me. Not at what he was doing to me but rather my reaction to what he was doing to me. It was almost as if he was worshipping me instead of satisfying himself. His soul purpose was to make me happy at this moment.
While he continued to work on my hungry entrance, I felt him slowly slide two fingers into the wet interior, feeling me up as he penetrated through my caged walls.
I gasped loudly as electric shocks of pleasure ran down my spine.
I then arched my back and tightened my grip onto his hair.
He grunted in response as he moved his freehand to hold onto the nape of neck, entangling his fingers in my hair in the process, as he brought my face against his to rest our burning foreheads together.
"Faster, please, faster!" I echoed.
He grunted as he obliged to my request and pumped his fingers into me hard, fast and passionately, causing me to roll my eyes back.
I screamed in ecstasy as I clenched around his fingers and held onto his hair firmly as I felt myself approach my peak.
He felt my climax approaching and he pumped even faster in me.
"I want you so bad," He whispered into my hair.
"Then take me, please!" I begged him.
He didn't need to be told twice.
After pleasuring my virtuous core, he pulled his fingers out to lick them before hastily removing his sweatpants and kicking them off the bed until he was just as naked as me.
Well almost…
"You're taking the socks off too, right?" I gasped as my knees trembled from what he did to me.
He chuckled. "Hell no," He replied.
I rolled my eyes.
I didn't care.
I wanted him more than freaking socks anyway.
I stared at his throbbing manhood jump at the sight of me and I smiled at it.
He then went over to reach for a condom in his drawer on the nightstand and ripped it open with his teeth before rolling it over his erected penis effortlessly.
I bit my lip as I watched him stroke his throbbing member before spreading my legs open and hoisting them up to rest on his broad shoulders.
He took a bit of his spit from his mouth before rubbing it all over himself as a lubricant.
"Ready?" He asked me, as he always does before we do this.
I nodded my head.
He stared down as he positioned his shaft against the doors of my entrance. He teasingly rubbed the tip of his member on me, causing me to giggle and moan in sexual frustration.
"Jacob! C'mon!" I laughed as I waited.
He smirked and winked at me as he continued coquettishly teasing my frustrated nub with his manhood.
Oh god!
He should not do this to me.
I cried out. "Jacob!" I wailed in raging anger and lust.
"Jesus!" He laughed at me. "Relax!"
I rolled my eyes at him as I waited for him to get ready.
I released an unexpected gasp as I felt him tenderly slip his magnificent erection into my weeping core.
He relaxed for a while to let me feel all of him inside of me before he provocatively slammed into me, moving my flexible legs closer to me as they sat on his shoulder and resting both his hands on either side of me as he moved with swiftness with each thrust he made as we made love to each other.
He bequeathed easy, smooth, quick, romantic, loving, high-energy thrusts to my body. Rocking me into a utopia of passion and bliss.
… …
Jacob Black
Nessie and I ended our love-filled passionate and intense session after an hour and a half of blissful lovemaking (or baby-making however you wanna see it).
Nessie truly made today very special and incredibly memorable. I didn't know what I did to deserve her. I truly lucked out.
I was determined to spend the rest of my life letting her know how lucky I was to have her in my life. It was impossible to imagine life without her. I honestly forgot how I coped before she came into my life.
Nessie and I decided to spend the rest of the night playing a card game before we went to bed.
"You cheated!" She exclaimed in shock.
"I didn't! I won fair and square." I replied.
She pouted her bottom lip as she dropped her cards.
God she was adorable.
"I'm done with this game." She said as she lifted the covers up higher up against her naked chest.
I laughed at her as I grabbed the saucer of ice-cream and berry/raspberry pie and took a bite out of it with my fork.
"I can't believe we're only just now eating the dessert," Nessie remarked as she finished her plate.
"I told you, I already had my dessert with you." I reminded her. "And I'm up for round 2 if you want?"
She scoffed. "You wore me out," She stated,
I laughed.
Yeah I did!
"I'm really gonna miss you this weekend," She said to me as I set the plate on my nightstand.
"Me too, baby."
She sighed. "I can't go with you?" She asked.
"It's a work trip, babe." I reminded her.
"'Sides, Embry wouldn't wanna be a third wheel, your parents wouldn't let you go and I would be too easily distracted with you there. You know me,"
She groaned. "I know. I know. It was worth a shot anyway."
I smirked as I pulled her close to me so that our naked skins touched underneath the covers concealing them. Her legs were scissoring with mine and we were breathing each other's scents as we sat in close proximity with each other.
"But we'll definitely spend so much time together in less than 2 weeks on our anniversary." I reminded her.
"What are we doing anyway?" She asked me inquisitively, wrapping her arms around my neck.
I shook my head. "It's a surprise."
She huffed. "Okay!"
We fell back onto the pillows to prepare to go to bed. Nessie nestled up against my body as she lay her ringlet bronze-haired head against my chest.
I roamed my hand around the soft, fair skin on her back as she wrapped her arms around me as we both lay in comfortable silence.
"Thank you for tonight," I broke it.
I felt her smile.
"You're welcome," She replied. "I love you so much,"
"As I love you," I replied back, kissing her temple before reaching to turn the lamp light off.
And peaceful silence crept soon again as we both spontaneously drifted off into a stupor of sleep.
The sound of my phone vibrating pulled me out of our peaceful trance.
I groggily sniffed and rubbed my eyes to check the time.
It was 5:30 am.
I sighed as I stared at Nessie's peaceful, quiet sleeping body on my chest and I moved out of her grasp –careful not to wake her – to climb out of the bed.
I reached for my work jeans and dug into the pockets to retrieve my phone.
I investigated to see I had received multiple missed calls from my dad.
Crap!
I forgot to call him earlier.
He wanted to video chat to wish me happy birthday and talk.
I totally spaced out.
I made a mental note to call him later today.
I also received a text from him.
GM, Jake. Just wanted to wish you a belated HBD, son. I know you probably were occupied with your *ahem* birthday arrangements with Nessie last night so I can understand if you forgot to call in ;). HAHA, atta boy!
- Dad
I rolled my eyes at my embarrassing dad.
God he was so annoying!
He always poked fun at my sex life but somehow still thinks his daughters are all saints when they were both married and literally having families. Rachel has a baby with Paul and Rebecca has twins on the way any day now.
He needs to butt out my life.
But still my dad was like my buddy so I can talk to him about anything and we would tease each other about it.
I set my phone on my nightstand and dug into my back pocket to pull out the velvet box I had left in there.
I smiled.
Yep. That's right!
I got the ring yesterday after work.
I was going to propose to her. I just needed to find the right time.
But after last night, I realized I shouldn't wait too long.
I looked on proudly at my Nessie sleeping soundly in my bed.
My future wife.
A/N: So that happened!
This was a pretty erotic chapter! I hope I didn't scare you guys off but I did warn you! Don't blame me! Lol. I have written an outtake of Jacob's full POV on his birthday dinner with Nessie but I might just post it separately from this story.
Hope you guys liked it!
This is gonna be one of the last few chapters before we reach the climax of the story. Stuff is about to go DOWN, y'all! I hope you're ready for this bumpy ride.
Will Jake propose to Nessie? Or will something (or someone) stop that from happening?
Tune in!
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