Wedding Sex
Title: Wedding Sex
Rated NC-17: Sex and Language (18+)
Author: Exquisitelyugly
Summary: Bella debates wedding sex with a long-time friend she dated a few years ago to get over her cheating ex-boyfriend.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Everything belongs to S. Meyer!
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Chapter 2:
We were all back at school for another year and I was picking glumly at my muffin in the Student Union building. Angela and Jessica were chattering away about their classes, about Angela moving into an apartment with her husband, about how married life was going, while I just brooded about why I hadn't heard from Jake - minus the one time he called me later in the summer just to catch up with me.
I bit into one of the little pieces I broke off the muffin that had a blueberry in it and smiled a little. Jake had slipped into my hotel room in Port Angeles later that night after the wedding and reception were over. We had made love fast, slow, and frequently that night, but in the morning we played an interesting game of lets hide the blueberries from breakfast somewhere on our body for the other to find.
I was immediately bummed after remembering that. I had been so hopeful we would see each other again, but it had been a little over a month since I had heard from him.
"Earth to Bella." I looked up to see Jessica and Angela staring at me.
"Hmm, what? Sorry," I mumbled.
Angela frowned, a little wrinkle appearing between her eyebrows. "Are you thinking about him again, Bella?"
I sighed. "Yes." I stared down at the table.
I felt Jessica squeeze my hand. "Oh Bella, I don't know what to tell you. You should call him and find out what's going on."
I took a sip of my latte. "I did, but there was no answer. Lets not talk about it, though; I don't want to keep hashing over it and wondering if I did something wrong."
One more swallow of latte and we were on our way to class. In my Comp & Lit class I doodled in my notebook only half paying attention. When I heard the door open, I glanced up and saw Edward heading toward my professor. Frowning I watched their exchange as the class buzzed softly with conversations around me.
Most of my classes Edward wasn't in for which I was extremely grateful. "That's fine, Mr. Cullen," I heard my professor say as I strained to hear. That was all I heard, but I realized what it was about as Edward turned and sat down diagonally from me. I held a groan in. This had to be a joke; he had told me once he had no interest in this class, but now he did? I studiously ignored him as the professor continued lecturing, though I saw him give me the side-eye a couple times. This was beyond annoying now.
After class, I tried to slip out of there quickly to head for my dorm room, but he caught up with me. "Hey Bella," he said with a friendly smile.
I grimaced, my teeth grinding together, as I turned to stare coolly at him. "Edward," I muttered. "What are you doing in this class? You never had an interest before."
He made a move to help me with my bag, but I jerked it over my shoulder before he could. Why could I not just stand up for myself, really tell him what I thought, stop being partially friendly to him and just move on? I was such a push-over.
He fell into step with me. "I talked to my advisor again. She said it would help to have this class, so I finally just bit the bullet and decided to take it. It just happened to work out that I got the same class as you," he added.
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Mmm," I muttered noncommittally. "Well, see you later. I'm meeting Jess; we have plans."
He opened his mouth to say something as he continued to follow me, but I raised my hand. "Bye!" I said hurriedly and speed-walked away from him. Once out of eyesight, I quickly ducked behind a bush until he passed. I could see his eyes darting around as he tried to locate me.
"Hiding behind bushes now to get away from him? You seriously need to do something. Bella, he's becoming a stalker," a familiar female voice said behind me causing me to jump in surprise.
Angela was smiling wryly. "I know," I groaned. "I will, Ang, I swear. I just… need to figure out how."
She linked her arm with mine. "That's what you always say. Come on, let's get you back to your dorm and get changed. It's Friday, classes are over, and we're going to a party tonight," she said with a smile.
*~*
"You need to look really hot tonight. Until you hear something you just need to let loose and have fun," Jess was telling me as she fussed with my hair. I pursed my lips and slicked on a little lip gloss.
"I guess so," I said doubtfully. I couldn't get Jake out of my head, though. My mind was on an endless Jacob loop; dancing with him at the reception, kissing those incredible lips of his, the excitement of feeling his body against mine in the coat closet, the way it felt when he drove himself into me in the hotel room…
I bit my lip and tried to focus on simpler things. On things that didn't get me all hot and bothered.
My hair twisted into a sleek ponytail, I dug through my drawers and pulled out a pair of jeans.
"Oh please Bella, I didn't go to all that trouble on your hair to have you wear jeans!"
I rolled my eyes. I wanted comfort - my usual routine - but I didn't feel like being hounded either. Jess pulled out a black skirt made of a silky material and bordered with green. With a sigh I pulled it on. It was too short, but I gritted my teeth and pulled out a matching green scoop-neck top. She raised her eyebrows as I groaned at her choice of shoes; black heels that would make it easy for me to trip in.
Once we were dressed, we met up with Angela and Alex and walked to the party. "You just need to let your hair down, Bella; it will be good for you!" Jess was saying.
I just let her go on and on. The party was in full swing when we got there. I waved to a girl in one of my classes that I got along well with. She waved back before continuing the tongue-diving she had going on with her boyfriend. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. This was so not me if my last party like this was any indication.
Jessica got pulled out onto the dance floor - or should I say living room carpet - so I hung close to Angela and Alex. I felt like a third wheel, though, as he got us drinks from the kitchen.
"What is it?" I asked hesitantly as Alex handed me a red plastic cup.
He chuckled. "It's okay Bella. It's just beer. I figured that was your safest bet since last time liquor did you in."
I smiled. Angela was lucky; he was a good guy. He even looked out for her friends. I took a sip of beer and tried to look like I belonged when Alex spun Ang out onto the dance floor. I swallowed hard, swirling the beer around in the cup, not particularly interested in drinking it.
I felt someone take my hand, and I turned to find Edward. "Edward, seriously…" I growled angrily.
"I know I have been acting like a stalker, Bella, and I'm sorry. I just miss you."
"Yes, well, I'm sorry to say that I don't miss you and I wish you would stop trying so damn hard. It was a mistake to go back to you after I found out what you did, and really, that is all it was. A mistake."
He looked hurt, and I felt that tug of remorse. I hated feeling weak, but I could never hurt someone without feeling horrible about it. "Just one dance?" he asked quietly.
"If I dance with you once, do you promise to leave me alone?" I countered. "I don't wish anything bad on you, Edward, but I'm done with this."
He nodded, so I allowed him to lead me onto the dance floor. He wrapped his fingers around mine, his other hand curling around my waist. His hands guided me into moving with him, but I averted my gaze and stared off to the side. I missed Jake and I squeezed my eyes shut to try and keep memories of our night together out of my head. When I opened my eyes I saw Jessica watching me and shaking her head. I knew she was thinking I was taking Edward back, but that wasn't the case. I knew I would have to explain what was going on to both of them, though, because I had made Jessica promise me she would open the door if I put up the Do Not Disturb sign. It was after I had slept with Edward again after everything had happened; I told myself I was being cautious.
I felt no urge to rekindle anything, though, but I needed to let them know. When the dance was over, I gave Edward a slight smile. "Find someone and be happy, okay?" I said and slipped through the crowd of people and out the front door.
There were still faint tinges of pink and gold in the sky as the sun was nearly set. It must have rained a bit while I was inside because the rays of the waning sun caused the rain in the grass to sparkle. It was a beautiful night; one that brought out the amorous couples. I could see a couple in the dark corner of the porch, kissing, nearly climbing on each other. There was a couple in the yard, holding hands as they walked toward the gazebo in the backyard.
The urge to just walk back to my dorm and go to sleep was strong. I finished the beer Alex had given me. With a sigh I stood to go back in to tell my friends I was heading home.
Just as I was about to go inside, I heard my name. "Bella?" The husky timbre of that voice froze me in my spot, hand stretched out to open the door. I turned around and came face to face with Jacob Black. Or rather face to chest.
"Jake?" I murmured faintly.
His lips lifted into that beautiful smile I loved, his dark eyes roving over my face. Before I could think of anything to say, I was leaping into his arms instead. He smelled so good - a mixture of soap and fresh air. I felt the heat of his large hands on my back all over my body.
When I finally pulled back, I glared at him. He smiled slightly, looking a little ashamed. "Come on, dance with me just once, Bells? We can talk after that. I promise," he said sweetly.
He led me inside where he proceeded to envelop me in his arms. I was glad I was wearing heels for once; it put me a little closer to his face so I could wrap my arms around his neck easier. His fingers stroked a trail over my back, his nose nuzzled against my neck and up to the sensitive area behind my ear. His other hand was playing with my hair, twisting strands of it around his fingers. My whole body was shivering at his touch.
We stood there, barely swaying, just taking in the feel of each other again. Once the song ended we went back outside. He smiled down at me. "I could use some coffee. It's been a really long day."
He took my hand and we walked in silence to the coffee shop nearby. Once we had ordered our drinks and sat down, I stared at him silently.
He laughed softly. "Surprised to see me?" he said with an incorrigible grin.
"You could say that," I replied dryly. I took a sip of my iced coffee. "You couldn't call me to say you were coming for a visit?" I kept my tone half-joking so I didn't reveal how much it bothered me that I hadn't heard from him in over a month.
He blew lightly on his steaming coffee and his dark eyes met mine. I felt that little fissure of excitement whenever he looked at me like that. "I'm sorry I didn't call, Bella. I should have, but I wanted to surprise you after I got things all figured out. It took awhile."
I frowned. Before I could ask, the waitress came over to see if we needed anything else. I shook my head no, but my eyes narrowed when her gaze locked onto Jacob.
Locked on and stripped him with her eyes.
"If you need anything, just let me know," she said with just the slightest emphasis on anything. My jaw tightened, but Jake didn't seem interested. "Thanks," he said lightly his eyes still on me.
She gave one last lingering look over her shoulder, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Jake caught it and snickered, causing me to blush. He thankfully didn't comment on that.
"So? What was this big surprise that you couldn't call and tell me about?" I asked curiously.
He leaned back in his chair with a stretch, his shirt outlining his perfect chest muscles. I discreetly wiped away a little drool. "Well, Bella, I'm not actually here visiting…"
I frowned unsure of where this was going.
"I transferred here," he said simply. "I wrapped up some things at school, made sure I could transfer credits, managed to get another scholarship, and got a job lined up. I also have to meet someone tonight yet at a nearby apartment that I'll be renting."
My mouth dropped open as I stared at him in shock. I couldn't believe it. He was going to be going to school with me? He would be here for me to see him, touch him, and kiss him as often as I wanted?
He laughed softly at my expression. "How? Why?" That was all I could manage.
"There wasn't anything there that I couldn't take here to be honest. And I meant what I said to you; that wasn't going to be the last time you saw me."
I struggled to regain myself. "That's great, Jake, it really is, but what about your friends?" I wanted to be fully thrilled, but I felt bad that he might have given something up.
He reached over and played with my fingers. "There wasn't anyone I couldn't bear to leave behind," he teased me gently. "I'll still talk to friends I have there and my closest friends don't even go to school with me. You remember Quil and Embry, right? I talk to them and we visit each other as often as we can. Plus I see them when we all go home for the holidays or breaks. I promise it wasn't a big deal to transfer, Bella; I wanted to be closer to you."
I smiled, feeling a little more reassured, and laced my fingers through his. "I'm glad you're here," I murmured. "I missed you."
He tightened his grip on my hand, urging me out of my seat and around the table to perch on his lap. A little embarrassed, I tried to lean away from him a little bit, but he was having none of that. I was held securely on his lap, tucked up against him.
"I missed you, too," he said as he kissed along my ear. Goose bumps rose on my skin.
He continued with the little kisses along my ear, and he then proceeded to move down my neck. He tasted me with his tongue and I began to feel the heat between my thighs. I wiggled around so I could reach him better and our mouths brushed against each other. His teeth caught my lower lip, gently tugging, until I gave a little moan and tried to kiss him deeper.
With a soft laugh, he pulled back slightly, teasing me with little licks and nibbles. His tongue traced the line of my lips, and I reached up and fisted his hair, holding him close as I stroked my tongue against his. I could feel his breathing deepen, his grip get tighter as he allowed me to penetrate his mouth with my tongue.
His mouth was so incredibly warm and silky. I could sit on his lap forever and just kiss him. He kissed with his whole body; hands stroking my arms, tangling in my hair, cupping my face or tracing my features, his body shifting restlessly against mine, and he moaned softly as he got into it. It was an incredible boost to know he was so into kissing me and I felt the same way about kissing him.
His mouth angled another way against mine, his tongue teasing mine. Our breathing had escalated into a soft panting. Suddenly he was pulling away from me as I heard a throat clearing somewhere in the vicinity. A flush began working its way up my neck when I realized it was the waitress with an annoyed look on her face.
"Pardon my interruption," she said dryly. "Is there anything else I can get you?" She was trying to get us to leave; that was apparent.
"No, we're finished," Jake said smoothly. She handed him the check and flounced away. My cheeks felt like they were on fire and Jake laughed softly at me.
With a small huff, I struggled to get off his lap, shocked at how easily I had forgotten where I was. He threw some money down on the table and taking my hand, led me out the door into the cool night air.
"Well, my building is right over there…" I started to say motioning toward the red brick building that housed my dorm room.
"I know," he replied. "I did my research. I'll walk you there. My car is parked in that lot, so I'll head over to my apartment to finalize everything."
I nodded, wondering if that meant he wasn't going to come back, but I felt stupid asking. I wasn't sure if we would just jump right into a physical relationship or not, since we already had sex, but I was feeling a bit off-kilter and didn't want to look silly. Once we reached the front doors, he gave me a slight smile.
"I'm going to go take care of this. I'll come back after that?" he asked raising an eyebrow at me.
I cheered inwardly. "Sure. I'm in room 320," I said casually as my stomach performed a series of spastic flips.
His fingers stroked over my cheeks and brushed over my lips before he left me standing there as my lips nearly hummed from the heat of his touch.
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I stood in the middle of my room completely unsure of what to do. I picked up any clothes that were lying on the floor - which were all Jessica's. I nervously shifted things around on my desk, making sure everything was in their proper spot.
I gave the sink a quick scrub, thankful I had just cleaned the whole bathroom recently. I pulled my drawers open, staring down at the folded pajamas, debating if I should change or not. Was that too forward and obvious?
"Why am I nervous?" I mumbled out loud to myself. "This is Jake."
I pulled out the ponytail holder and brushed my hair out. I popped a breath mint in my mouth. I sat on the bed, staring blankly at the door. Then I jumped up in frenzy and ripped through my desk drawer looking for my Do Not Disturb sign that Jessica and I used when we needed to be alone with someone.
We had a good plan set in place; we both had back-up places to stay if such an event occurred so we didn't put each other out with nowhere to go. And Angela and Alex agreed to always let one of us stay in their spare bedroom as an extra back-up.
There was a knock on the door and I jumped. My eyes widened as I realized just how much time had passed. I opened the door and Jake stood there, looking more than delicious, with a little smile on his face. My eyes roved over his jean-clad legs, over the faded t-shirt he wore that emphasized his chest. They traveled up the smooth russet skin of his neck to his familiar and beautiful face.
His dark eyes were roving over me as well.
"So… can I come in?" he teased. I realized we had been standing in the doorway just staring at each other.
"Of course," I said hurriedly moving aside to let him in. I bit my lip, grabbing the sign even though I wasn't sure, and quickly hung it on the knob and closed the door.
He gazed around my room, his eyes lingering on the pictures of me and my friends that were stuck on my bulletin board. He smiled as his eyes located a shot of me and him back in our high school days, arms around each other, with big cheesy grins on our faces as we were caught snuggling against our driftwood log on the beach.
"I remember that," he said with a smile. "As I recall you were getting a bit frisky that afternoon; thankfully I managed to slow that shit down before your dad snapped that candid of us."
I laughed. "Sure, sure. That's not how I remember it!"
He smirked. As he walked around my room taking things in, he murmured, "I just couldn't seem to keep my hands off of you."
I remembered that all too clearly - we had both been at that stage where we were thinking more and more about taking the final step - so we had been going a bit further than usual. Jake's hair was long at the time and I remembered the feel of it tickling my face as he leaned over me. His body had been thinner at that time, too, the muscles just beginning to show.
I had loved running my hands up over his biceps to his shoulders. The feel of his hand on the bare skin of my stomach had been warm and shaky with nerves. Those early memories mixed in with the feel of his body in the coat closet and the hotel room, muscles hard and much thicker.
His hair hadn't brushed my face anymore, but the feel of it when I ran my fingers through it was still as silky as could be.
His hands never shook, though.
Suddenly I realized Jake was standing in front of me as I pulled myself away from my memories to face what was in front of me now. His eyes were heated as he watched me daydream about our time spent together that day.
He stroked my hair, playing with it, as his other hand dipped under the bottom of my shirt to brush over the bare skin of my waist. His mouth hovered over mine as my heartbeat kicked into overdrive at his nearness and the sweet scent of his breath. His mouth brushed against mine, and then he kissed the corner of it, pressing tiny kisses against my jaw until he reached my ear.
My eyelids fluttered at the exquisite feel of his lips. He parted his lips, and my head tilted to the side.
"Bells?" he whispered against my ear.
"Hmmm?" I murmured back. I clung to his shoulders, my knees feeling weak.
"Take off your clothes."
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Rated NC-17: Sex and Language (18+)
Author: Exquisitelyugly
Summary: Bella debates wedding sex with a long-time friend she dated a few years ago to get over her cheating ex-boyfriend.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Everything belongs to S. Meyer!
*~*~*
Awesome banner made by: lilabut
Chapter 2:
We were all back at school for another year and I was picking glumly at my muffin in the Student Union building. Angela and Jessica were chattering away about their classes, about Angela moving into an apartment with her husband, about how married life was going, while I just brooded about why I hadn't heard from Jake - minus the one time he called me later in the summer just to catch up with me.
I bit into one of the little pieces I broke off the muffin that had a blueberry in it and smiled a little. Jake had slipped into my hotel room in Port Angeles later that night after the wedding and reception were over. We had made love fast, slow, and frequently that night, but in the morning we played an interesting game of lets hide the blueberries from breakfast somewhere on our body for the other to find.
I was immediately bummed after remembering that. I had been so hopeful we would see each other again, but it had been a little over a month since I had heard from him.
"Earth to Bella." I looked up to see Jessica and Angela staring at me.
"Hmm, what? Sorry," I mumbled.
Angela frowned, a little wrinkle appearing between her eyebrows. "Are you thinking about him again, Bella?"
I sighed. "Yes." I stared down at the table.
I felt Jessica squeeze my hand. "Oh Bella, I don't know what to tell you. You should call him and find out what's going on."
I took a sip of my latte. "I did, but there was no answer. Lets not talk about it, though; I don't want to keep hashing over it and wondering if I did something wrong."
One more swallow of latte and we were on our way to class. In my Comp & Lit class I doodled in my notebook only half paying attention. When I heard the door open, I glanced up and saw Edward heading toward my professor. Frowning I watched their exchange as the class buzzed softly with conversations around me.
Most of my classes Edward wasn't in for which I was extremely grateful. "That's fine, Mr. Cullen," I heard my professor say as I strained to hear. That was all I heard, but I realized what it was about as Edward turned and sat down diagonally from me. I held a groan in. This had to be a joke; he had told me once he had no interest in this class, but now he did? I studiously ignored him as the professor continued lecturing, though I saw him give me the side-eye a couple times. This was beyond annoying now.
After class, I tried to slip out of there quickly to head for my dorm room, but he caught up with me. "Hey Bella," he said with a friendly smile.
I grimaced, my teeth grinding together, as I turned to stare coolly at him. "Edward," I muttered. "What are you doing in this class? You never had an interest before."
He made a move to help me with my bag, but I jerked it over my shoulder before he could. Why could I not just stand up for myself, really tell him what I thought, stop being partially friendly to him and just move on? I was such a push-over.
He fell into step with me. "I talked to my advisor again. She said it would help to have this class, so I finally just bit the bullet and decided to take it. It just happened to work out that I got the same class as you," he added.
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Mmm," I muttered noncommittally. "Well, see you later. I'm meeting Jess; we have plans."
He opened his mouth to say something as he continued to follow me, but I raised my hand. "Bye!" I said hurriedly and speed-walked away from him. Once out of eyesight, I quickly ducked behind a bush until he passed. I could see his eyes darting around as he tried to locate me.
"Hiding behind bushes now to get away from him? You seriously need to do something. Bella, he's becoming a stalker," a familiar female voice said behind me causing me to jump in surprise.
Angela was smiling wryly. "I know," I groaned. "I will, Ang, I swear. I just… need to figure out how."
She linked her arm with mine. "That's what you always say. Come on, let's get you back to your dorm and get changed. It's Friday, classes are over, and we're going to a party tonight," she said with a smile.
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"You need to look really hot tonight. Until you hear something you just need to let loose and have fun," Jess was telling me as she fussed with my hair. I pursed my lips and slicked on a little lip gloss.
"I guess so," I said doubtfully. I couldn't get Jake out of my head, though. My mind was on an endless Jacob loop; dancing with him at the reception, kissing those incredible lips of his, the excitement of feeling his body against mine in the coat closet, the way it felt when he drove himself into me in the hotel room…
I bit my lip and tried to focus on simpler things. On things that didn't get me all hot and bothered.
My hair twisted into a sleek ponytail, I dug through my drawers and pulled out a pair of jeans.
"Oh please Bella, I didn't go to all that trouble on your hair to have you wear jeans!"
I rolled my eyes. I wanted comfort - my usual routine - but I didn't feel like being hounded either. Jess pulled out a black skirt made of a silky material and bordered with green. With a sigh I pulled it on. It was too short, but I gritted my teeth and pulled out a matching green scoop-neck top. She raised her eyebrows as I groaned at her choice of shoes; black heels that would make it easy for me to trip in.
Once we were dressed, we met up with Angela and Alex and walked to the party. "You just need to let your hair down, Bella; it will be good for you!" Jess was saying.
I just let her go on and on. The party was in full swing when we got there. I waved to a girl in one of my classes that I got along well with. She waved back before continuing the tongue-diving she had going on with her boyfriend. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. This was so not me if my last party like this was any indication.
Jessica got pulled out onto the dance floor - or should I say living room carpet - so I hung close to Angela and Alex. I felt like a third wheel, though, as he got us drinks from the kitchen.
"What is it?" I asked hesitantly as Alex handed me a red plastic cup.
He chuckled. "It's okay Bella. It's just beer. I figured that was your safest bet since last time liquor did you in."
I smiled. Angela was lucky; he was a good guy. He even looked out for her friends. I took a sip of beer and tried to look like I belonged when Alex spun Ang out onto the dance floor. I swallowed hard, swirling the beer around in the cup, not particularly interested in drinking it.
I felt someone take my hand, and I turned to find Edward. "Edward, seriously…" I growled angrily.
"I know I have been acting like a stalker, Bella, and I'm sorry. I just miss you."
"Yes, well, I'm sorry to say that I don't miss you and I wish you would stop trying so damn hard. It was a mistake to go back to you after I found out what you did, and really, that is all it was. A mistake."
He looked hurt, and I felt that tug of remorse. I hated feeling weak, but I could never hurt someone without feeling horrible about it. "Just one dance?" he asked quietly.
"If I dance with you once, do you promise to leave me alone?" I countered. "I don't wish anything bad on you, Edward, but I'm done with this."
He nodded, so I allowed him to lead me onto the dance floor. He wrapped his fingers around mine, his other hand curling around my waist. His hands guided me into moving with him, but I averted my gaze and stared off to the side. I missed Jake and I squeezed my eyes shut to try and keep memories of our night together out of my head. When I opened my eyes I saw Jessica watching me and shaking her head. I knew she was thinking I was taking Edward back, but that wasn't the case. I knew I would have to explain what was going on to both of them, though, because I had made Jessica promise me she would open the door if I put up the Do Not Disturb sign. It was after I had slept with Edward again after everything had happened; I told myself I was being cautious.
I felt no urge to rekindle anything, though, but I needed to let them know. When the dance was over, I gave Edward a slight smile. "Find someone and be happy, okay?" I said and slipped through the crowd of people and out the front door.
There were still faint tinges of pink and gold in the sky as the sun was nearly set. It must have rained a bit while I was inside because the rays of the waning sun caused the rain in the grass to sparkle. It was a beautiful night; one that brought out the amorous couples. I could see a couple in the dark corner of the porch, kissing, nearly climbing on each other. There was a couple in the yard, holding hands as they walked toward the gazebo in the backyard.
The urge to just walk back to my dorm and go to sleep was strong. I finished the beer Alex had given me. With a sigh I stood to go back in to tell my friends I was heading home.
Just as I was about to go inside, I heard my name. "Bella?" The husky timbre of that voice froze me in my spot, hand stretched out to open the door. I turned around and came face to face with Jacob Black. Or rather face to chest.
"Jake?" I murmured faintly.
His lips lifted into that beautiful smile I loved, his dark eyes roving over my face. Before I could think of anything to say, I was leaping into his arms instead. He smelled so good - a mixture of soap and fresh air. I felt the heat of his large hands on my back all over my body.
When I finally pulled back, I glared at him. He smiled slightly, looking a little ashamed. "Come on, dance with me just once, Bells? We can talk after that. I promise," he said sweetly.
He led me inside where he proceeded to envelop me in his arms. I was glad I was wearing heels for once; it put me a little closer to his face so I could wrap my arms around his neck easier. His fingers stroked a trail over my back, his nose nuzzled against my neck and up to the sensitive area behind my ear. His other hand was playing with my hair, twisting strands of it around his fingers. My whole body was shivering at his touch.
We stood there, barely swaying, just taking in the feel of each other again. Once the song ended we went back outside. He smiled down at me. "I could use some coffee. It's been a really long day."
He took my hand and we walked in silence to the coffee shop nearby. Once we had ordered our drinks and sat down, I stared at him silently.
He laughed softly. "Surprised to see me?" he said with an incorrigible grin.
"You could say that," I replied dryly. I took a sip of my iced coffee. "You couldn't call me to say you were coming for a visit?" I kept my tone half-joking so I didn't reveal how much it bothered me that I hadn't heard from him in over a month.
He blew lightly on his steaming coffee and his dark eyes met mine. I felt that little fissure of excitement whenever he looked at me like that. "I'm sorry I didn't call, Bella. I should have, but I wanted to surprise you after I got things all figured out. It took awhile."
I frowned. Before I could ask, the waitress came over to see if we needed anything else. I shook my head no, but my eyes narrowed when her gaze locked onto Jacob.
Locked on and stripped him with her eyes.
"If you need anything, just let me know," she said with just the slightest emphasis on anything. My jaw tightened, but Jake didn't seem interested. "Thanks," he said lightly his eyes still on me.
She gave one last lingering look over her shoulder, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Jake caught it and snickered, causing me to blush. He thankfully didn't comment on that.
"So? What was this big surprise that you couldn't call and tell me about?" I asked curiously.
He leaned back in his chair with a stretch, his shirt outlining his perfect chest muscles. I discreetly wiped away a little drool. "Well, Bella, I'm not actually here visiting…"
I frowned unsure of where this was going.
"I transferred here," he said simply. "I wrapped up some things at school, made sure I could transfer credits, managed to get another scholarship, and got a job lined up. I also have to meet someone tonight yet at a nearby apartment that I'll be renting."
My mouth dropped open as I stared at him in shock. I couldn't believe it. He was going to be going to school with me? He would be here for me to see him, touch him, and kiss him as often as I wanted?
He laughed softly at my expression. "How? Why?" That was all I could manage.
"There wasn't anything there that I couldn't take here to be honest. And I meant what I said to you; that wasn't going to be the last time you saw me."
I struggled to regain myself. "That's great, Jake, it really is, but what about your friends?" I wanted to be fully thrilled, but I felt bad that he might have given something up.
He reached over and played with my fingers. "There wasn't anyone I couldn't bear to leave behind," he teased me gently. "I'll still talk to friends I have there and my closest friends don't even go to school with me. You remember Quil and Embry, right? I talk to them and we visit each other as often as we can. Plus I see them when we all go home for the holidays or breaks. I promise it wasn't a big deal to transfer, Bella; I wanted to be closer to you."
I smiled, feeling a little more reassured, and laced my fingers through his. "I'm glad you're here," I murmured. "I missed you."
He tightened his grip on my hand, urging me out of my seat and around the table to perch on his lap. A little embarrassed, I tried to lean away from him a little bit, but he was having none of that. I was held securely on his lap, tucked up against him.
"I missed you, too," he said as he kissed along my ear. Goose bumps rose on my skin.
He continued with the little kisses along my ear, and he then proceeded to move down my neck. He tasted me with his tongue and I began to feel the heat between my thighs. I wiggled around so I could reach him better and our mouths brushed against each other. His teeth caught my lower lip, gently tugging, until I gave a little moan and tried to kiss him deeper.
With a soft laugh, he pulled back slightly, teasing me with little licks and nibbles. His tongue traced the line of my lips, and I reached up and fisted his hair, holding him close as I stroked my tongue against his. I could feel his breathing deepen, his grip get tighter as he allowed me to penetrate his mouth with my tongue.
His mouth was so incredibly warm and silky. I could sit on his lap forever and just kiss him. He kissed with his whole body; hands stroking my arms, tangling in my hair, cupping my face or tracing my features, his body shifting restlessly against mine, and he moaned softly as he got into it. It was an incredible boost to know he was so into kissing me and I felt the same way about kissing him.
His mouth angled another way against mine, his tongue teasing mine. Our breathing had escalated into a soft panting. Suddenly he was pulling away from me as I heard a throat clearing somewhere in the vicinity. A flush began working its way up my neck when I realized it was the waitress with an annoyed look on her face.
"Pardon my interruption," she said dryly. "Is there anything else I can get you?" She was trying to get us to leave; that was apparent.
"No, we're finished," Jake said smoothly. She handed him the check and flounced away. My cheeks felt like they were on fire and Jake laughed softly at me.
With a small huff, I struggled to get off his lap, shocked at how easily I had forgotten where I was. He threw some money down on the table and taking my hand, led me out the door into the cool night air.
"Well, my building is right over there…" I started to say motioning toward the red brick building that housed my dorm room.
"I know," he replied. "I did my research. I'll walk you there. My car is parked in that lot, so I'll head over to my apartment to finalize everything."
I nodded, wondering if that meant he wasn't going to come back, but I felt stupid asking. I wasn't sure if we would just jump right into a physical relationship or not, since we already had sex, but I was feeling a bit off-kilter and didn't want to look silly. Once we reached the front doors, he gave me a slight smile.
"I'm going to go take care of this. I'll come back after that?" he asked raising an eyebrow at me.
I cheered inwardly. "Sure. I'm in room 320," I said casually as my stomach performed a series of spastic flips.
His fingers stroked over my cheeks and brushed over my lips before he left me standing there as my lips nearly hummed from the heat of his touch.
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I stood in the middle of my room completely unsure of what to do. I picked up any clothes that were lying on the floor - which were all Jessica's. I nervously shifted things around on my desk, making sure everything was in their proper spot.
I gave the sink a quick scrub, thankful I had just cleaned the whole bathroom recently. I pulled my drawers open, staring down at the folded pajamas, debating if I should change or not. Was that too forward and obvious?
"Why am I nervous?" I mumbled out loud to myself. "This is Jake."
I pulled out the ponytail holder and brushed my hair out. I popped a breath mint in my mouth. I sat on the bed, staring blankly at the door. Then I jumped up in frenzy and ripped through my desk drawer looking for my Do Not Disturb sign that Jessica and I used when we needed to be alone with someone.
We had a good plan set in place; we both had back-up places to stay if such an event occurred so we didn't put each other out with nowhere to go. And Angela and Alex agreed to always let one of us stay in their spare bedroom as an extra back-up.
There was a knock on the door and I jumped. My eyes widened as I realized just how much time had passed. I opened the door and Jake stood there, looking more than delicious, with a little smile on his face. My eyes roved over his jean-clad legs, over the faded t-shirt he wore that emphasized his chest. They traveled up the smooth russet skin of his neck to his familiar and beautiful face.
His dark eyes were roving over me as well.
"So… can I come in?" he teased. I realized we had been standing in the doorway just staring at each other.
"Of course," I said hurriedly moving aside to let him in. I bit my lip, grabbing the sign even though I wasn't sure, and quickly hung it on the knob and closed the door.
He gazed around my room, his eyes lingering on the pictures of me and my friends that were stuck on my bulletin board. He smiled as his eyes located a shot of me and him back in our high school days, arms around each other, with big cheesy grins on our faces as we were caught snuggling against our driftwood log on the beach.
"I remember that," he said with a smile. "As I recall you were getting a bit frisky that afternoon; thankfully I managed to slow that shit down before your dad snapped that candid of us."
I laughed. "Sure, sure. That's not how I remember it!"
He smirked. As he walked around my room taking things in, he murmured, "I just couldn't seem to keep my hands off of you."
I remembered that all too clearly - we had both been at that stage where we were thinking more and more about taking the final step - so we had been going a bit further than usual. Jake's hair was long at the time and I remembered the feel of it tickling my face as he leaned over me. His body had been thinner at that time, too, the muscles just beginning to show.
I had loved running my hands up over his biceps to his shoulders. The feel of his hand on the bare skin of my stomach had been warm and shaky with nerves. Those early memories mixed in with the feel of his body in the coat closet and the hotel room, muscles hard and much thicker.
His hair hadn't brushed my face anymore, but the feel of it when I ran my fingers through it was still as silky as could be.
His hands never shook, though.
Suddenly I realized Jake was standing in front of me as I pulled myself away from my memories to face what was in front of me now. His eyes were heated as he watched me daydream about our time spent together that day.
He stroked my hair, playing with it, as his other hand dipped under the bottom of my shirt to brush over the bare skin of my waist. His mouth hovered over mine as my heartbeat kicked into overdrive at his nearness and the sweet scent of his breath. His mouth brushed against mine, and then he kissed the corner of it, pressing tiny kisses against my jaw until he reached my ear.
My eyelids fluttered at the exquisite feel of his lips. He parted his lips, and my head tilted to the side.
"Bells?" he whispered against my ear.
"Hmmm?" I murmured back. I clung to his shoulders, my knees feeling weak.
"Take off your clothes."
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