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By : strangebun
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Chapter Two - Bella's Point of View', 1296878596, 'We walked back to his house in silence, but the tension between us was practically deafening me. He seemed so aware of me, matching his stride to mine, walking so close I could feel the heat burning off of him. The backs of our hands touched a couple times, on accident maybe, maybe not. He probably thought I didn’t notice that he was watching me out of the corner of his eye, barely breathing. I wonder if he noticed that I was watching him back.

His dark hair glistened wetly and his eyebrows were slightly drawn together, an apprehensive expression. His movements were graceful and fluid, surprising for someone of his size, and his muscles rippled as he walked. He was beautiful. It made me wish that things were less complicated.

The door wasn’t locked and Billy still wasn’t home. Jacob started up the stairs and motioned me to follow him without looking directly at me. He stopped in the hall outside his room and rummaged around for a minute, then pulled a pair of plaid pajama pants and a well worn white Tshirt out and handed them to me, still not meeting my eyes, “you can change in the bathroom; I’ll be in my room when you’re done.”

“Thanks,” I mumbled.

When I spoke he looked up suddenly, right into my eyes, with an expression of what I can only describe as pure adoration. It was unsettling in a way, and made me feel awkward and warm all at the same time, like hot candle wax was being poured down my spine. I looked down quickly and mumbled that I’d only be a moment.

After the door was close securely behind me I leaned against it and exhaled, realizing only then that I’d been holding my breath. My stomach felt tight and strange. This wasn’t how I’d pictured my day of carefree hanging out with Jacob. It had been so stupid to kiss him. So stupid and so selfish. I knew how it effected him and I did it anyway.

I took the clothes in the bathroom and wiggled out of my wet jeans. I had just struggled out of my soggy shirt when I turned and caught my own reflection in the mirror. My face was flushed, even paler than usual, and my hair was a wild, tangled mess. I looked like a total mess, how could Jacob want to kiss this?

Because he completely loves me exactly how I am.

The thought struck me like a blow and I couldn’t get the look on his face before I’d gone into the bathroom out of my mind. My mind drifted to other thoughts, to his strong chest and his gentle, warm hands. His laugh. How he felt against me. The feeling of lips on mine.

I blushed just thinking about it and brushed my cold fingers over my hips, remembering his fiery touch. I brushed my fingers a little lower and felt my blush deepen as I realized how incredibly turned on I was. My nipples were threatening to tear my bra and my panties would have been soaked even if we hadn’t gone swimming. Edward never let things get this far, it was maddening.

I could only imagine how Jacob must feel. I slid my fingers down the front of my panties and remembered I’d shaved that morning. I kept myself well shaven because one; I hated body hair and two; I never knew what might happen with Edward. I didn’t want to assume nothing and be unprepared. I stroked myself slowly, feeling the heat spread through my body and wondered if Jacob was touching himself right now.

This was ridiculous. I knew this situation was way out of control, but I was sick of feeling like this kind of passion was wrong or forbidden. If Jacob effected my body this much, there must be something there worth exploring. I made the abrupt decision to find out.

I stepped out into the cold hallway in nothing but my bra and panties, shivering slightly as I made my way to his door. I knocked lightly on his bedroom door, wondering if I was crazy. Probably, but I didn’t care.

Jacob answered it wearing a gray Tshirt and a pair of black shorts. He stopped dead when he saw me, his eyes wide with confusion. “Bella…”

I could feel the blush creeping across my face. I’d never done anything like this before. I felt so exposed I stepped forward and rested my pale hand against on his warm russet chest. “Jacob, I can’t take this tension anymore. I love Edward but I also love you and I don’t know what to do. He won’t…” I bit my lip and hesitated, “he won’t touch me and I can’t help but wonder what it would be like if you did.”

He made a soft noise in his throat, like a cross between a sigh and a groan, and reached out toward me. His hands were trembling as he touched me – finally, his fingertips barely grazing my stomach. His hands felt like fire against my bare skin. I wanted more. I stepped forward and pressed myself against him, turning my face up and gazing at him, running my nails lightly across his chest.

His kisses were hungry and fervent. His hands where everywhere, in my hair, sliding down my back and caressing my ass through my panties, coming to rest on the back of my thighs, and then sliding back up softly, lovingly to the small of my back.

I shivered against him and pulled back from his kiss. He made an impatient noise and tried to recapture my lips. I laughed lightly, shut the bedroom door, and pushed him onto his bed. His room was so tiny that the foot of his bed was only a few feet from the door. Despite the fact that he probably hardly even felt my shove, he allowed himself to fall backward and sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me with him.

Now he was actually slightly shorter than me, if only by a few inches. He raked his fingers through my hair, grabbed a handful and tipped my head back, granting him access to my neck, which he assaulted with kisses and soft nips. A low moan escaped my lips and I melted against him. My neck was my weakness.

He ventured lower, sliding his hand up my stomach to cup my breast and lowering his mouth to kiss the skin that was exposed above my bra. I bit my lip to keep from yelping as he pulled the fabric down, slowly, and his tongue found my almost painfully hard nipple. He made a noise almost like a growl and proceeded to devour me, my neck, my chest, my mouth. I could feel myself getting wetter and I wanted nothing more than for him to touch me there - everywhere.

As if he could read my mind, he reached up suddenly and grabbed my hips with both hands, hauling me even closer to him so that our bodies met. Skin against skin. Goosebumps rose on my arms and back.
I threw my arms around his neck and climbed into his lap, straddling him facing him, and bit his ear playfully. He moaned softly and gasped hoarsely, “fuck Bella, you are so fucking amazing.”

He ran his hands up and down my back, gently massaging as I kissed his neck. My body was acting all on its own and I realized I was grinding myself slightly against the hard lump that was growing beneath me. I giggled at the sheer naughtiness of the whole situation and nipped his ear again, “why don’t you help me out of these wet clothes?”

I never thought in a million years I’d be whispering dirty talk into his ear, but I liked it.

Abruptly, he pushed me off his lap so that I was standing in front of him and reached behind me, fumbling with the clasp on my bra. His cheeks darkened slightly as he laughed awkwardly, “I, um, haven’t ever had to work one of these.” Despite the inexperience, he managed to unclip it fairly quickly and slipped the bra slowly off my shoulders and down my arms. He leaned back; taking in the show as I jokingly twirled my bra around my finger and threw it at him.

It sailed over his head and before it had even landed he was on his knees in front of me, kissing my stomach and caressing the backs of my thighs. He scraped his teeth over my hip bones, making my knees feel so weak that I had to grab onto his shoulders to steady myself. He worked his way lower, licking along the waistband of my bikini briefs and dipping his tongue teasingly under the elastic.

His hands worked their way to the insides of my thighs and up, brushing lightly over my pussy through the fabric. Even the slightest touch felt so good I almost ripped my underwear off and jumped on top of him right then.

He hooked one index finger into the top of my panties and slid them slowly down, kissing his way down my hip the whole time. Once they were over my hips and partly down my thighs they dropped and I stepped out of them. Jacob pulled me back toward him and kissed up the inside of my thigh but never touched me where I really wanted him to. It was making me crazy.

Suddenly, Jacob shuddered and pulled back, a strange look on his face.

I felt my eyebrows pull together and bit my lip, feeling suddenly very naked, “what?”

“You’re…” he trailed off and instead of answering, looked back down. “You’re so gorgeous.”

My laugh came out higher pitched and shakier than I expected, “you’re not so bad yourself, but why am I the only naked one?” I tugged impatiently at his shirt.

He stood up, towering over me, and quickly stripped off his shirt. As he pulled it over his head, I glanced down and noticed the alarmingly large bulge in the front of his shorts. Fucking hell, he looked huge. When he stripped off his shorts a second later my suspicions were confirmed. I’d never seen a man this naked in real life, but I knew enough to know that Jacob’s cock was huge, even considering his height.

I didn’t have long to muse over it because he suddenly flung me onto his bed and crawled on top of me, holding himself over me so that our skin wasn’t quite touching. We were face to face and he stared directly into my eyes. It felt like the mood had changed and he had a worried expression on his face, “Bella, I’ve never done this and I’m not sure…uh, I don’t want to be too forceful.”

“Just touch me,” I gasped, arching me back so that my nipples grazed his chest, “just fucking touch me please, do whatever you want as long as you keep touching me.”

The mood changed then as he kissed me harder than he had before, nearly bruising my lips. He caught both of my wrists with one hand and pinned them to the bed above my head and then his kiss was gone. I raised my head slightly to see what was happening just as he shifted so that he was sitting next to me and ran his fingers down my abdomen and finally over my soaking snatch.

He caressed my moist lips, parting them gently and turned his face to look directly at mine. He caught my eye and held it as he slowly eased one finger into me. I squeaked at the sensation of finally having something inside of me and my hips bucked against his hand on their own. My hands were still pinned above me so I could only squirm and gasp as he slid is finger out of me and brought it up to lips. “You’re so wet,” he mumbled, almost in amazement, “you smell so fucking amazing.”
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Heat	By : strangebun Category: Twilight Series > Het Views: 14204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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