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All Grown Up: Jacob and Renesmee Part III	By : VanessaWolfe Category: Twilight Series > Het > Jacob/Renesmee Views: 9413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, and am not making any money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Going Back
- 2-Important Things
- 3-Walking On Eggshells
- 4-Run
- 5-Chunky Monkey
- 6-The Evolution of a Swan
- 7-Awesome
- 8-Normal
- 9-My Girl
- 10-Sex Hair and Ice Cream
- 11-Renewal
- 12-Secrets
- 13-My Heart
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
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A/N: A word for those who tend to skip over sexy time, after all it’s still Valentine’s Day, hang in there. There’s more at the end, we’ve got three povs today :)

Renesmee

I thought of another awesome thing about you,” Jake said, turning around as he rinsed off our dishes.
“And what would that be?” I asked from my seat at the kitchen table, where he’d ordered me to stay put.
“All you wanted for Valentine’s Day dinner was some half cooked steak! No side dishes, no dessert, just steak. Hell, I can do that!” he exclaimed.
I smiled and took another sip of the beer that had been one of my gifts. Yes, beer. He’d found a kind that I actually liked. He said most people found this particular brand a little harsh, but I was enjoying it.
We’d mostly gotten each other things to read. He was thrilled at the magazine subscriptions I’d gotten him, he’d have plenty of reading material for the next twelve to sixteen months. He’d gotten me an impressive stack of books. A few rare finds, some poetry, and a gardening book among them.
There would be more gifts to come, we hadn’t even given each other the dirty gifts yet. That had become kind of an unplanned tradition with us. There were the gifts we could give to each other in front of everybody else, then one for later when it was just the two of us.
“How did you get rid of Xandra and the boys, anyway?” I asked as he dried his hands, and the dishwasher quietly turned on.
He grinned. “Easy. I gave them some money, and told them to go have fun somewhere else.”
“You kicked them out?” I said, not sure if I should laugh, or be upset with him.
“No! I gave them money, they’ll find something to do.”
I decided it was funny, so I laughed.
“How much did you give them?” I asked as he took my hand, and pulled me towards him.
“Enough that they’ll be gone for a while.”
“More than twenty dollars?” I asked as he lifted me and set me on the counter.
“Yeah,” he said, rubbing my shoulders.
“More than one hundred?” I asked.
“Are we talking per kid, or total?”
“Per kid,” I clarified.
“Then, no.”
“I’m okay with that,” I said.
He lowered his head and started to nuzzle my neck and shoulder.
“I figured you would be.”
I felt his lips, then his tongue at the base of my neck.
“What do you think,” he began, “about you and me getting in the hot tub?”
“I’m not done with my drink though,” I said, frowning and pointing at my half empty bottle at the kitchen table.
He parted from me, and grabbed it.
“Here, chug it,” he suggested.
As I did, I felt his fingers on my neck, then caressing my throat as I tilted my head back for the last few drops. As soon as I set the bottle down, he was stripping me out of my shirt.
“Wait, we gotta wear swimsuits!” I argued.
“Aw, man. At least wear one of the slutty ones,” he said with a grin, trying to put his hands down the back of my pants. I shrieked with laughter at his filthy comment, pretended to slap him in the face, and ran towards our room.
“Don’t look!” I called behind me.
“At what?”
“At what I’m picking!”
“Okay, hurry up!” he urged me through the door.
I yanked open my swimsuit drawer, and focused on the side with the two piece ones. For bottoms, I went with comfy, but sexy, black boy shorts. I felt festive picking out a cherry red halter as the top piece. Red and black would be just right for today.
I ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
“You can come in now!” I announced.
I heard him come into the bedroom, and get his own swimsuit on. Once I was wearing mine, I did a quick cleavage adjustment, and piled my hair on top of my head to keep it dry.
“Fuck, yes!” he said when I emerged, looking me up and down. He carried me over his shoulder to behind the house, where he already had the hot tub steaming.
“Ahh,” I sighed when he set me in the bubbling water.
As Jake pulled me into his lap, I felt the affects of the warm water, and the drinks I wasn’t used to having so many of.
I think I’m going to be lazy tonight.
“Is that why you’re not talking out loud?” Jake said, having heard me through my gift.
Uh huh.
“Does that mean I’ll have to be on top tonight?”
Pretty much.
His fingertips moved up and down my sides, making me squirm. I shook with silent laughter, and when I settled again, I sank into him even further.
“You can just lay there and let me make you feel good,” he whispered in my ear. “Does that sound nice?”
Very nice.
He fingered the tie behind my neck a little before undoing it, and letting my breasts free.
“Such an amazing view,” he whispered again, looking down over my shoulder. Just feeling his eyes on me made my heart race.
Suddenly I felt his hands on my knees. He gently pried them apart, and started to massage the inside of my thighs. His touch became more firm, but no matter how high I lifted up off his lap, no matter how wide I opened up for him, his hands didn’t stray any higher.
I whimpered and murmured incoherently.
“What’s that?” Jake breathed in my ear.
“Please,” I gasped.
His hands moved up my body, far too slowly, until he reached my breasts.
“Please what?” he said, his voice teasing right along with the torturous things he was doing to my nipples.
I groaned as he pinched and twisted.
I bucked my hips and whimpered some more.
Refusing to wait anymore, I grabbed one of his hands, and put it between my legs. He cupped me there, but gave me no pressure. I growled and started to rub against his hand. The heel of it was right over my sweet spot, and it was so perfect.
“Oh, yes,” I sighed in relief.
“Holy fuck, that looks so hot,” he said, his chin on my shoulder.
I felt his teeth scraping against my skin.
I put both of my hands over his, the one between my legs, and the one still working on my breasts, as I franticly moved against him.
I need you so bad! I cried in my head.
“Just wait, baby. I have something special for you in our room,” he promised. “I want you in there.”
After I came with a long, broken moan, he slipped out from underneath me and left me sitting in the water, breathless.
Now that he was out, I could see the hardness in his shorts that had been pressing against me. I’d been a little too distracted to do anything about it. I grinned and reached out for it.
“Wait, wait!” he said, jumping back with a laugh. “Let me go get your present all ready.”
Jacob

After a fast kiss I left her there, pouting in the most adorable way.
“Stay here,” I said.
She raised an eyebrow.
“I’m serious!” I warned.
She crossed her arms and sank down into the hot tub, glaring at me. I grinned at her when the corners of her mouth turned up just a little, and hurried to our room.
I knew she had no idea what her gift was, I’d changed it’s hiding place several times. She just couldn’t keep up, and I was pretty proud of myself. For the past few days, it had been somewhere so obvious, she’d probably already looked there, and wouldn’t try it again. It was right under our bed. I’d put it on her side too, just for my own amusement.
In our room, I dropped to my knees and got under the bed, moving around the boxes that I’d left intentionally in the way. I carefully pulled out the folded up, full length three way mirror that I’d wrapped in some extra blankets. That not only kept it well hidden, but protected it from getting scratched.
I unwrapped it, and set it up next to our bed. I’d move it to wherever she thought it looked best later. For now, it was close enough to our bed that we could have some fun watching ourselves tonight, and far enough away that there was no chance of it getting accidently knocked over.
I stood back and looked at it. The ornate gold design swirling around the edges went great with the rich reds and golds already in our room.
When I noticed we’d neglected to make the bed, I did so in a hurry, wanting the perfect presentation. Then I heard a little gasp behind me. So much for a perfect presentation.
“Jake! It’s gorgeous!”
“Aw, damn it. Why couldn’t you wait,” I teased, but I was glad she seemed so happy.
As I finished making the bed, I looked at her reflection. I had to snicker at the fact that she’d just walked through the house half naked. She didn’t seem to notice.
Sober Nessie, would never even think of doing that. She worked under the theory that even if the house is empty now, anyone could come home at any second and she was risking extreme humiliation. As the night went on, it seemed she’d forgotten all about that.
Drunk Nessie? Sure. No clothes, no problem.
“I got sick of waiting,” she pouted, making me want to bite that bottom lip.
“Come have a good look at it,” I offered her my hand, she came towards me and took it in hers.
I stood behind her and wound my arms around her waist, her fingers reached out and traced the gold swirls.
“So, you like it?” I asked hopefully.
“Of course, it’s lovely,” she told me, smiling sweetly at my reflection.
“So are you,” I responded.
It was thrilling to be touching her, and looking at all the different angles in the three panels of the mirror.
Had I gotten this for me, or for her?
“You’re sure that you like it?” I asked.
“Yes!” she insisted. “I’ll look great from every angle, everywhere I go,” she giggled.
“What’s so funny?”
She shrugged and continued to giggle as I pulled off her bikini top. It made her sway to the side a little.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes,” she said, and quickly whirled around to face me, pressing her soft body into mine. I kissed her temple, and smiled as I breathed in her hair. Looking in the mirror, I rolled down her cute little boy shorts until they fell to the floor.
She left them around her ankles, forgotten already, as she reached up to touch my face.
I love you, my Jacob.
“I love you, my Renesmee.”
I was nearly drooling at how creamy and smooth her skin looked in the small amount of light coming in from the window, especially that round, spectacular rear end of hers. I ran my fingertips down her sides, tickling her a little and making her squirm.
I laced my fingers through the hair at the nape of her neck, angling her face up towards mine. I kissed her as deeply as I could. When her knees when weak, I grabbed her hips and picked her up, holding her against me.
“Don’t make me wait anymore,” she begged, pushing my swim trunks down with her feet. As she clung to me, I gave her a sharp smack on both of her cheeks, eliciting a scream.
“Tell me how you want it,” I said.
“I just need you. Hard,” she said quietly, digging her nails into my back.
That wasn’t exactly what I’d been asking, but hearing her say that nearly made me explode.
“From behind?” I suggested.
“Yes,” she moaned, rubbing herself against me.
She gave a shriek when I threw her onto the bed on her stomach.
“Hey!”
I smiled, pleased at my aim. Her head had landed right on her pillow.
I dove in behind her, and pulled up her hips to meet me. I looked down at her, so willingly offering herself to me.
“Change of plans,” I announced. I flopped onto my back, and pulled her down onto my face. She let out a loud squeal as my teeth scraped her sensitive flesh.
I will never get tired of hearing that sound, not any of them. Not squeals, or screams, or giggles. Not of her saying that she loves me, that she needs me, even reminding me to take out the trash. I just love the sound of her voice, and feel lucky every time I hear it.
Anthony

“Is it safe to go home yet?” Asa asked the Magic 8 ball in some crappy novelty shop in the mall.
I looked over his shoulder, and watched the toy’s reply float to the top.
“Not likely,” he read out loud. “Damn.”
“Unless it’s tomorrow, I coulda told you that,” I said.
“Hey,” Xandra called from down the aisle. “Dad gave us a buttload of cold hard cash, I’m saying let’s stay here until it’s gone!” She snickered at the dirty greeting card in her hand, put it back and picked up another.
“Wanna come look for hot girls with me?” Asa asked.
I shook my head. “Nah. I’m good.”
“Hey, Xandra. How about you, wanna be my wingman?” he asked.
“I’m not a man,” she pointed out without looking up. “So no thanks.”
“Fine. I’ll be in front of the jewelery store,” he said with a grin, and walked away from us.
“Wingman,” Xandra scoffed. “He watches too much TV.”
Xandra moved on to a display of key chains, and I went with her.
“Do you want to see a movie while we’re here?” she asked.
“Might as well.”
I left her to browse, and walked through the mall to go check out what was playing at the theater at the other end. I saw more couples than I would have thought. Who takes their girlfriend to the mall for Valentine’s Day? That seems like a lame date. If I had a girl, I would not be here today. I’d have taken her somewhere nicer than the food court, or maybe cook for her.
I didn’t really feel like I had a “type.” I thought that made me pretty open minded. Asa liked blondes. He may find going to school on the rez next year a little disappointing, I hadn’t seen one there yet.
A very pretty one looked up at me from inside the CD place when I walked past. She smiled shyly, then looked away. I did the same.
Too young.
No teenagers. For looking, sure. Not for dating. I look like I’m in my early twenties, and I would say that’s about how old I feel, too. Realistically, I think I’d like to be with someone at least that age. It would be nice to be with someone who’s done this before, instead of just guessing with someone else who was as inexperienced as me.
I’m not just talking about sex, either. Relationships in general. I don’t know if my brother would agree with me, but I don’t want to do it, just to get it over with. I’ve seen plenty of horrible things in the pack mind, however I’ve learned a little, too.
Damien, one of the younger wolves, was actually kind of a pig. From what I could tell, after he’d phased and joined the pack he got a lot more self confidence, too much in fact. Dad actually had to tell him to cool it with all the girls. He didn’t sleep with every single one, but he was a jerk to them. If he had plans with a girl, and another he liked better suddenly became available, he had no problem ditching the first one.
He knew if he ever went near my sisters or my cousins, I’d break his hands. Of course, this made him find Swan hot in that forbidden fruit kind of way.
I wasn’t going to be like that. It wasn’t worth my time to chase easy girls. One smile from Claire was more exciting to Quil, than the best night of Damien’s life.
I didn’t feel the chances of me imprinting were very high, it seemed like I already knew everyone. Then again, maybe she hadn’t even been born yet. Imprinting while already in a relationship was kind of a scary thought. I’d seen the result of that. Sometimes I thought, maybe I could just keep things casual with someone. What if I didn’t want to, would I even be able to help it?
It often seemed easier to just stay single.

A/N: Oh, A.J. What a heart of gold.
All of the kids are going to have stuff going on coming up, I’m going to do my best to try and keep things even between every one.
Til next time, be safe ;)
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