Author's Note:I was planning to take this week off from posting anything but then I wrote this. It's a smutty one-shot that has been swimming around my head for a little bit. I have a hunch the premise has been done to death but I'm new here, so this is my version. I hope you enjoy it as much as I had fun writing it.

Friday, March 13, 2020

When my truck pulled into the dirt driveway, Jake was already coming out of his garage to greet me. "Bella! I didn't know if I'd see you this weekend. I thought Charlie might have been keeping you home, locked away." He pulled me into a hug once I jumped down from the truck.

"I wanted to make sure you were staying home, Jake. I'm worried that the virus could really hurt Billy. I read something about diabetics having a hard time fighting it off."

"I can't catch it, Bella. Wolves don't get sick."

"That's what I thought you'd say, but if you're out and about, you could carry it home on your clothes and still get him sick."

Jake had a devious glint in his eye. "So you've come to be our protector?"

I blushed. "Yeah, I guess6. Where is Billy?"

"In the house. You want to go see him? Make sure I haven't gotten him sick yet?" He started walking me toward the front door.

"I don't know. I don't want to get him sick. I just came from school. That place is a cesspool."

Jake laughed. "The rez school is no better."

"So maybe I shouldn't go in."

Right then, Billy came out. "Bella, your father just called. He wants you to stay here. He's worried that he'll bring the virus home since he still has to work. He says it's safer for you here."

"Why didn't he tell me?" I asked.

"He said he tried to call but you didn't answer, so he guessed that you had come here. He was relieved that you did. It's right where he wants you."

"Ok, well, I guess I'm staying then." I sighed. "Can't fight with the chief of police." I looked over at Jake. His face had broken into a huge smile. Of course he was happy about this development.

I followed Billy into the house. Jake was right on my heels.

"If you guys have to host me, I'm cooking."

"Not tonight you're not." Jake said, opening the freezer. "Tonight is my specialty: frozen pizza."

"At least let me make a salad to go with it."

"Uhh, Bella, you can try." Jake said, opening the totally pathetic vegetable drawer of their fridge. It had carrots and onions. The onions were sprouting.

I laughed. "Do you guys want a carrot and onion salad?"

Jake laughed with me. "Definitely not, but help yourself."

"Maybe we could have carrot sticks and dip as an appetizer."

"That would be very nice, Bella, thank you." Billy said. "We could use more vegetables in our diet, as you can see."

I smiled. I hoped my stay could make their life a little better. And it's not like I'd be staying long, probably just for supper.

I couldn't find any dip, or even decent ingredients to make one. So I made them eat carrot sticks plain. The carrots were not very firm. Jake and Billy humored me, crunching away until we had eaten all the carrots I had chopped up.

"The pizza has vegetables anyway. Or one of them does at least." Jake said as he pulled two pizzas out of the oven. One was pepperoni, the other supreme. The supreme had six olive slices and a meager scattering of chopped peppers and onions.

I took two slices of supreme pizza. Billy took two supreme and two pepperoni slices. Jake ate the rest.

"If I hadn't taken those two slices, would you have eaten those, too?" I asked Jake.

Jake nodded, swallowing a mouthful. "Yep, but I'd rather have you here than those two slices."

"Thanks. So when can I go home? Did Dad say when he thought this would blow over?"

"That's why he was hoping to catch you at home, so you could pack a bag. But he said to keep you here once you got here. He doesn't want you wandering around and getting sick. He wants you here."

"Ok, but for how long?"

"He said he'd call back on Sunday and let you know how things look."

"Sunday? I don't even have a toothbrush."

"We have spares." Jake said. "I usually buy the four pack and we only took two out so far." He was so chipper about all this.

"But I don't have a change of clothes. Maybe I can run home during his shift tomorrow."

"He really doesn't want you to do that." Billy said. "He's worried that the air will be contaminated. He's spooked by this whole virus thing, Bella. I've never heard him so spooked."

Jake was looking at me excitedly. "You can borrow my clothes, Bella."

I rolled my eyes. "Your shirts would be dresses on me, Jake."

"Exactly," he said, grinning.

"Maybe tomorrow you two can clean out the twins' room. Perhaps they left some stuff behind that fits you. Then one of you can have the bed in there tomorrow. But that's a full day's task. Jake, you'll sleep on the couch tonight, right? And give Bella your bed?"

Jake was looking at me hungrily. "If that's what she wants, of course."

He needed to cut that out. Nothing was going to happen. Sure, we kissed a few times. And yeah, he was a good kisser and I loved how his big hands felt on my body. But there was no way we would be sleeping in the same bed. No way.

"Yeah, that's what I want, Jake." I said firmly, not looking him in the eye. When I looked up at him again, he was still looking at me hungrily. I swear something in my stomach was doing backflips.

After dinner, Jake put on a cheesy horror movie. These were hilarious. He knew how to keep me entertained.

"I'll go watch TV in my room." Billy said. "Don't stay up too late."

Jake was in the kitchen popping popcorn. I made myself comfortable on the couch, watching the opening credits. Jake sat down right next to me so our thighs were touching, not a millimeter of space between us. He put one arm around the back of the couch behind me. He put the bowl of popcorn on his lap and started shoveling it into his mouth.

"Help yourself." He said, smiling down at me. "I made plenty."

"Ah, thanks. I'm not hungry."

"Thirsty?" he asked.

"A little." I said.

He put the popcorn on the coffee table and hopped up to get drinks. He came back with two cans of coke. He handed me one and put the other on the table. He sat down in the exact same position, right next to me with no space between us, arm around the couch behind me.

Now he was tossing the popcorn into his mouth, one at a time. It was a little distracting, but with him this close, it was hard to focus on the movie anyway. His body was so warm and he was so hot. His firm body always felt so nice against mine.

After he single handedly finished the whole bowl of popcorn, he cracked open his soda. He drank maybe a third of it in one gulp, then he turned to me.

I looked up at him. "What?"

"You're just so beautiful. I'm kind of glad that you're stuck here with me."

"That's fucked up, Jake. People are dying."

"You know what I mean, Bella. I'll take any excuse to have you in my arms." He tilted his head and was bringing his lips down to mine.

"Jake," I whispered, "we shouldn't."

"Why not?" he asked. I could feel his hot breath on my lips.

"I just… I just don't think it's a good idea if I'm going to be staying here for a few days. We should keep it casual."

He wasn't moving his face away from mine. He was looking me in the eyes. I was trying not to look away, to prove to him that I was serious and that I wasn't backing down. The longer I looked into his dark eyes, the weaker my resolve became.

Finally, he blinked and pulled his face away. "Sure, sure," he said, his eyes now glued to the TV.

I got comfy, snuggling against him. The next thing I knew, he was laying me down in his bed.

"Jake, what are you doing?"

"You fell asleep during the movie. It's over now." He said. He tossed me a t-shirt from his dresser. "You can sleep in this if you want. Door open or closed?"

"Closed, please. Thank you, Jake."

"Sweet dreams." He shut the door and I heard his feet retreat to the living room.

I peeled off all my clothes and slipped on his shirt. His bed smelled like him and it was so comforting. I piled all of the covers on myself and drifted back to sleep.

I woke up with my teeth chattering. The alarm clock read 12:43. The room was freezing.

There was a gentle knock on the door. "You ok, Bells?" Jake asked.

"N-n-n-n-no. I'm c-c-c-c-cold."

He opened the door and the room was flooded with the light from the hallway. His silhouette filled the door frame. He was only wearing boxers.

"I'm sorry, Bella, I don't think the heater is working in this room. I didn't notice, because, well, the hot wolf thing."

"I'm c-c-c-c-cold." I repeated. I was really cold.

"Do you want me to warm you up? Or do you want to come out to the couch? The heat is working in there."

"I'm c-c-c-c-cold." I said again. I think my brain was frozen.

Jake slid into the covers next to me. It was suddenly so much warmer, but I was still cold.

"You're freezing. You know, you'll warm up faster with skin-to-skin contact.

"V-v-v-very f-f-f-funny." My teeth were still chattering. It was getting annoying.

"I'm serious. You can lift up your shirt but you don't have to take it off if you're not comfortable."

I lifted up my shirt so it only covered my stomach, not my legs. I put one thigh on his stomach, my foot resting on his hot muscled thigh. My other foot was touching his shin. His skin was so hot against mine.

"Ooooh. Your feet are freezing."

"I kn-n-n-n-now." I said.

His hand was on my cheek, thawing it slowly. "Put your head on my chest, Bella. It'll warm you up quicker."

"F-f-f-f-f-fine."

He held his arm open and I curled into his chest. It was nice and warm. He put his other hand around my shoulder and started rubbing my back. My hand went to his shoulder but the covers didn't go up that far so I lowered it to his pec. I lazily started circling his nipple with my finger, not really paying attention to what I was doing.

"Bella," Jake's voice was all husky and seductive now. "What are you doing?"

"What d-d-do you m-m-mean?" I asked. Dammit. My teeth were still chattering, but not as bad.

"You're playing with my nipple."

"Oh. D-do you want m-me to st-t-t-t-op?" I asked, slowing down my fingers.

"No. I like it."

We lay in peaceful silence while I continued to play with his nipple.

"Can I play with yours?" he asked.

"They're n-not c-c-cold."

"You sure? They're hard against my chest. Want me to check?"

"Ok-k-kay." My brain must still be frozen because I just agreed to let Jake check if my nipples were cold. Or maybe I just wanted him to touch me.

He moved his hand from my back to the knee that was on his stomach. He slowly stroked up my thigh, taking his time. The fingers of his large hand were spread out, getting the maximum amount of contact with my skin. He got to the crease where my thigh met my butt. He pinched gently which made me gasp a little. The tip of his middle finger brushed up my crack as he caressed my butt cheek, squeezing halfway up.

I'm pretty sure I was making a wet spot on his boxers but he didn't say anything about it. Why wasn't I wearing my underwear? Oh yeah. I told him we'd keep it casual. He wasn't supposed to be here. But I wasn't going to remind him of that right now.

He kept moving his hand up, slowly, torturously slowly, the sexual tension building as he got closer to my tit. He was under my shirt now. He moved his hand to the front of my body, up my stomach. His fingers were moving toward the outside of my left breast, caressing. His thumb went right for the nipple. He started circling it, just as I was doing to his. It sent shockwaves right to my cunt.

"I'll warm this up for you." He said, his voice so sexy.

"Th-th-thank you."

"I can help with the teeth chatter, too." he offered.

"P-please d-d-d-do."

He kept one hand on my breast. With the other hand, he grabbed my butt and pulled me up his body. I felt like a slug leaving a slime trail as my wet pussy slid up the side of his abs. He didn't seem to mind. He pulled my face to his and started kissing me, quickly putting his hot tongue into my mouth. My lips moved against his, my tongue sliding against his.

He kept his hand on my butt, gently squeezing and caressing it. His hands were so big and hot. His touch felt so good. I wanted to touch him too, and not just his nipple. I moved my hand down his abs, feeling each muscle ripple as I went. Then I moved my hand around to his sinewy back and down into his boxers, caressing his ass.

He groaned in pleasure.

I felt a third hand poking my thigh. He doesn't have three hands. His cock. His cock was poking my thigh.

"Sorry." He muttered, but went right back to kissing me.

"Don't be." I said, my teeth no longer chattering. I went right back to kissing him.

I could feel him smile into the kiss.

The hand he had on my butt started moving down the crack between my legs. His middle finger found my hole and traced around it. He briefly pushed into it but was blocked by my hymen, so he kept moving toward the front of my body. His index finger and middle finger started stroking my clit, rubbing and gliding over it. The sensation was unreal. I had played with my own clit a bunch of times. I even had a vibrator, but having him touch me there... Unreal.

I stopped kissing him back because I was too focused on the sensation he was creating between my legs. I didn't pull my face away though so he kept kissing me.

"Oh, Jake, wow, that's really nice."

"Nice?" He said, almost maybe offended.

"Yeah, it's, uh, wow, so good." I was moaning. My orgasm was imminent. I started to scream "Jake!" as my body clenched against his. His mouth completely covered mine, muffling the scream.

He rolled me onto my back and he was above me. He was between my legs which were wide open. I wasn't cold anywhere anymore, but I didn't want him to leave.

"You've got to tell me if you want to stop, ok Bells?" He spoke in a husky whisper.

I nodded. "Ok." I didn't want to say anything. I just wanted him to keep touching me. I wanted him inside of me, warming me from the inside out.

He had one elbow next to mine, his hand still warming up that nipple he was working on earlier.

His other hand looked to be holding his dick. He was bringing it to my cunt, rubbing it around my labia to lubricate it. I was so wet for him. I didn't think he needed to do that. Then he was circling my clit with the head of his dick and it felt so fucking good.

He nudged the tip into my hole.

"Is this ok?" He asked.

"Yeah." I whispered. I wanted him to keep rubbing my clit. "Keep touching me."

He growled. He put his thumb on my clit and rubbed it smoothly. He brought his lips back to mine and kept kissing me. When I started to climax again from his thumb, he pushed his hot, hard cock into me, breaking my barrier. He went all the way in, to the hilt.

It felt so tight as he stretched me.

"Did it hurt?"

"What?"

"When I pushed in? When I broke your hymen?"

"No, it just feels so tight."

"You're telling me!" Jake sighed. "Are you ready for me to move?"

"Yeah, but Jake?"

"Yeah?"

"Keep playing with my clit. I like it."

"Mmmmm, ok." He started sucking on my neck as he started moving inside of me, all the while stroking my clit.

I put both my hands on his delicious ass, rubbing and squeezing as he gently thrust into me. I was gasping with each thrust.

"So tight!" He whispered. "Can I go a little harder?"

"I don't know, can you?" I teased.

He growled. "I'll show you. Can I take my thumb away for a bit?"

I nodded. "Yeah that's fine. Show me what you can do."

He pulled about halfway out and slammed back into me.

"Too hard?" He asked.

"No." I was a little breathless, even though he was the one on top. "It felt great."

There was a rumbling in his chest that wasn't quite a growl but it was so hot. He did it again, pulling out most of the way and slamming into me again. When he was pulling out, I could feel the head of his dick hit against a tingly spot inside of me.

"Right there, Jake. It feels so good when you're pressing right there, toward the front a little.

Jake grunted. "Ok. Ummm… Let go of my butt for just a second."

"Why?"

"Just trust me a second. I'm going to move your legs so I can hit that spot easier."

"Ok." I put my arms down.

One at a time, he moved each of my legs so that my feet were on his shoulders. My body was folded over in half. He was even tighter inside me.

My hands went right back to his ass.

He was right, too. I could feel him on that spot better. Every movement hit that sensitive spot and I thought I was going to scream out in pleasure.

"Bella, this is so tight." He was grunting. "I don't know how much longer I can last." He was still thrusting pretty hard.

I started panting like a dog. "This is so good, Jake, this is just the right spot."

He started rubbing my clit again. I quickly orgasmed against his fingers. He thrust hard into me, releasing his load into me.

He put his forehead against mine.

"That was so hot." I said, breathless. "I'm not cold anymore."

His face looked suddenly heartbroken. "Oh. Do you want me to go back to the couch?" He asked.

"Fuck no, you better not!"

I could see the grin on his face in the dim light. "Good."

"I mean, I'd get cold again as soon as you did."

"Mmmm, we can't have that. Then all this warming up would have been for nothing."

I laughed softly.

Jake rolled off of me and lay on his back. He pulled me close. I threw my thigh over his stomach and put my head back on his pec to keep warm. He put his hand on my thigh and kissed the top of my head.

"Goodnight, Bells."

I kissed his pec. "Goodnight, Jake."

During the weeks I was stuck there in lockdown, Jake and I never cleaned out the twins' room.