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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Banner by lilabut
AN: Lemons knows no bounds in this chapter. Enjoy!
Chapter 3:
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I heard what he said through the fog clouding my brain. My body was shaking with lust and he had barely even touched me yet. Slowly I became more aware as his hand coasted from one side of my waist to the other.
I pulled the bottom of my shirt up as I lifted my arms, dragging my shirt over my head. I was glad Jessica had talked me into the new bra and panty set I had bought as Jake’s eyes darkened and latched onto my chest.
“So beautiful,” he murmured. His eyes were still on my breasts, and I smirked a little.
I barely had time to react before I was pushed up against my nightstand. Jake’s hands aggressively pushed my skirt up, his fingers hooking into the matching lace panties I was wearing. A quick tug and he had them down my legs in a flash.
His mouth crashed onto mine, his tongue sliding deep into my mouth. A drawn out moan at the feel of his heated mouth rose from deep within me. Our lips were slick as we both tasted each other with abandon.
His right hand was fisted in my hair, tilting my head just so, enabling him to feast on my neck. “Jake,” I gasped, arching my hips toward his incredibly hard cock still hidden in his jeans.
His other hand smacked onto the wall behind me, effectively pinning me in place. “Bells, unzip my jeans,” he ordered in a husky voice.
Jake’s take-charge attitude during sex was a complete turn-on. He had made me so wet the night we spent together in the hotel, and he was doing it again. I felt the moistness between my legs. I undid his jeans and yanked them down as far as I could. He smiled at the show of aggression and finished by kicking them off.
He wasn’t wearing anything underneath and now I was nearly dripping.
He released my hair and explored the skin of my thighs. He continuously moved higher until he was close to where I wanted him. With no warning whatsoever, he plunged two of his fingers into me.
I cried out in surprised pleasure. He bit my lower lip, pulling it out gently, and then sucking on it as he continued to pump me and get me even more stirred up. Suddenly his fingers were gone; he dipped his damp fingers into my bra where he teased and tickled my nipples.
“Oh… oh… mmm, that feels good,” I whimpered as his mouth replaced his fingers. He tongued my nipples through my bra.
“You think that feels good?” he gasped, his dark eyes looking up at me.
Before I could answer his large hands were gripping my hips, lifting, and he thrust himself into me heavily. My fingernails scraped up his back, under his shirt, as he bucked his hips into me. I was half sitting, half propped up against my nightstand and everything on it was rattling with the force of his thrusts.
“Oh fuck,” I panted as his heavy cock stroked a fire deep within. I felt myself tightening around him each time he thrust, as if my body was trying to hold him deep within me. It was then that I felt something jabbing me in the back; I hardly noticed until now.
I gripped his ass, fingernails and all, my inner walls contracting as I came closer to orgasm. “Shit, you feel so good,” he groaned. I felt the muscles in his ass flex as he thrust again; we knocked more items off the nightstand. The backs of my knees throbbed from banging against the nightstand.
Abruptly his hips slowed as I got near to my orgasm. “J-Jake,” I managed to gasp. “Don’t stop!” I nearly begged. He reached down and tweaked my clit sending me crashing over the edge with a small scream of pleasure. My body twitched and shuddered from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.
I felt close to collapsing, but he lifted me, turned, and tumbled me onto the bed and came down on top of me. My bra flew off as did any remaining clothing we still had on; or partially on. He pushed my legs as far apart as they would go. His teeth dragged over my nipple as he renewed slamming his hips against mine. My back was sliding up the bed, my head occasionally thumping against the headboard.
I felt myself yanking at his hair, biting his neck, when suddenly the door flew open. I gave a small shriek as Jessica stood there. Her mouth had dropped open in shock as she took in what was before her. Thankfully we had somehow managed to get under the covers, though I wasn’t sure how.
I pushed at Jake, but as he caught sight of my roommate and best friend, he just moved his arms and kept me covered. What shocked me was that his hips still moved against mine, but just a little bit slower. He wasn’t stopping.
“Oh my God, I’m sorry, I thought…” Jessica gasped faintly, her eyes wide in surprise, and then she hurriedly backed out of the room.
“Jake, what were you…,” I started to gasp, but then my gasp turned back to pleasure as he pinned my arms above my head and drove his cock so deep my body rocketed to another orgasm.
Moan after moan slid from my throat as I arched against him, the pleasure almost too much to bear. He moaned and shuddered as he came inside me. As my body began to calm, Jake brushed my hair off my sweaty forehead.
“Oh shit,” I groaned. “I can’t believe Jessica walked in. I completely forgot about our secret code. What the hell were you doing still going at it while she was in the room?” I added smacking him on the ass. Now that I had time to think about it properly, I was mortified.
He laughed and slid off of me, pulling me close. It wasn’t exactly a big bed. “We were too close; I wasn’t about to stop. We were covered anyway,” he said laughing at me.
I rolled my eyes. “Sure, sure. Except now I have to face her after all that.”
He smirked and kissed the tip of my nose. “Go to sleep, Bells,” he teased. “You look exhausted.” I really was and as much as I wanted to talk to him I knew we should get some sleep.
He tilted my chin up and I felt the light press of his lips against mine before sleep overtook me.
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Jake left in a hurry the following morning. He had to unload his stuff at his new apartment, which I promised to help him with, after I finished an essay that was due the next day. I headed down to the cafeteria to swipe an apple, a carton of milk, and a small box of Apple Jacks. As I was heading back down the hall toward my room, I saw Jessica had arrived.
Cringing I hurried into the room and waited with bated breath.
“So…” Jessica said dryly. “Enjoy yourself last night?” Her tone was half annoyed, half amused.
My cheeks heated immediately. “Jess, I’m really sorry you had to, uh…see…” I couldn’t even finish my sentence.
“You doing the nasty with Jake? Bumping uglies? The horizontal mambo? Yeah, I’m sorry, too,” but I caught a slight smirk on her face.
I sighed trying to resist a hysterical giggle. “Yes, well. Again I’m sorry; I don’t think we need the code anymore, though.”
She laughed. “No, probably not.”
I explained what was going on to her, how Jake was transferring here and how we would continue a relationship, and I felt my cheeks warm when she remarked it certainly seemed as if I had a good time with him so that was probably a great thing. Once we wound down, I worked on my essay until it was completed.
I walked to Jake’s apartment, which was just outside of campus. The apartments in that area were pretty stone ones, and the lawns were well-cared for as I saw butterfly bushes and plenty of colorful wildflowers spilling out of pots. When I knocked, the door swung open and I was caught off guard as Jake swung me up into a hug. Giggling, I wound my arms around his neck.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he murmured in my ear.
I grinned and brushed my lips over his. “Same here.”
“How did it go with your friend?” he asked teasingly.
I rolled my eyes at him and muttered fine as he laughed. He introduced me to his roommates, one of them being a friend of his that went to school here. The other guy was someone that Jake’s friend knew. He showed me around the apartment; it was a simple set-up, but most importantly there was a bedroom for each of them for which I was grateful. I helped him unload more of his stuff which he piled in his room, half-heartedly unpacking some of it.
I offered to help him unpack, too, but he insisted he would do it the next day. “It’s our last night of the weekend. I’d rather spend it going out with you, and then coming back here,” he said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
I smirked. “Sure, sure. Where do you want to go?”
“There’s a nearby club that is eighteen and over; thought maybe we could go there. You could see if your friends are interested in going, too.”
I agreed and called Jess and Angela who were both into going with. We ate an early dinner of Thai take-out in Jake’s new, tiny kitchen. I went back to my room to change into another short skirt Jessica forced on me and a silky purple tank top. Jake met us at our dorm and as we began walking toward the club, he wound his fingers with mine and smiled down at me.
I grinned back, loving the feel of his large, warm hand wrapped around mine. Jess was a little shy at first because of what happened, but she loosened up quickly and soon the two of them were joking around like old friends. Angela was on my other side and leaned in to whisper in my ear.
“I heard Jake has a nice ass,” she said trying to hide a grin and failing.
I blushed. “We were under the covers! Geez.”
She laughed. “Apparently you weren’t covered enough.”
I sighed, but couldn’t help laughing with her.
The club was full already at ten o’clock, but we managed to get in. Jake still had my hand in his as he led us over to the bar. “What would you ladies like to drink?”
We were all just shy of twenty-one, so we all ordered sodas. We scanned the club, decked out in white, red, and green lights that moved sporadically over the dance floor. There were tables and couches around the perimeter of the room all in black and white leather. There was a huge amount of people on the dance floor.
Jake’s lips brushed against my ear sending tingles down my spine. “You wanna dance, Bells?”
“I’m not very coordinated,” I said sheepishly. ”But you already know that.”
He chuckled as he led me onto the dance floor. He pulled me close until I was pretty much straddling his thigh. Jake moved sinuously which surprised me; he had been rather clumsy and awkward, too, back in high school. He had improved apparently. I felt the heat between my thighs build as I rubbed myself discreetly on his leg. The only barrier was my panties which didn’t do much.
His hands were cupping my ass now, urging me to grind against him. I forgot I was in public, squashed between other bodies, as I ground myself against him. I tightened my grip around his neck, rubbing my breasts against his chest.
I heard his husky moan in my ear as he nipped my earlobe.
I smiled, feeling more and more powerful, as I turned my back to him. His arms wrapped around me, his hands now spanning my stomach. I experimentally swayed my hips, arching my back a bit, so I was rubbing against him.
I was rewarded with a stroke of his tongue along my neck.
My hips moved slowly as I rubbed his cock - that was now standing at attention - with my backside. I heard his groan as he tightened his grip on me, his lips gliding along my cheek until I turned my head. His lips captured mine and I looped my arm back over my head and around his neck.
His tongue teased my lips open until all I could feel was the heat of his tongue sliding in and out of my mouth, his hips pulsating against me, and his fingers grazing the underside of my breasts.
I was so wet by then that I knew I needed to go outside and get some fresh air. Jake followed me, though; on our way out I saw Edward was there and was staring at us. Eyes narrowed, he pursed his mouth into a thin line as he gazed at me. I rolled my eyes glad that he had seen us together - I guess that’s what he needed to see to finally get it.
Outside Jake sprawled on a bench set off a bit from the door, but it was still visible. With a wicked grin, he tugged me off-balance, and I ended up on his lap. He brushed the tip of his nose against mine and then our lips met in another heated kiss. His tongue was exploring my mouth again, sliding over mine and going deeper, tasting as much as he could.
He shifted me on his lap, his hand discreetly sliding between us, where he worked his hand under my skirt. “Jake,” I gasped. “What are you doing? We can be seen and heard, you know!”
“I know,” he said, his full lips curving into a half smile. “I guess that means you’ll have to be quiet,” he added.
My eyes widened as I realized he intended to go all the way. He ripped my panties, sending a jolt of heated lust racing over my body, and he quietly unzipped his jeans and worked himself out. My body was aching, every nerve ending pulsing with excitement. I couldn’t believe I was doing this; it was so unlike me. Jake adjusted me on his lap, my skirt spread out over the necessary area and I was only partially facing him. He lifted me slightly and then yanked me down onto his cock, impaling me fully.
My mouth parted slightly, but Jake clapped a hand over my mouth. “Remember,” he whispered. “You need to be quiet.” When I nodded, he let go and lifted me again, sliding out, only to plunge back into me.
Soft little pants and grunts were coming from the both of us. He tweaked my nipple through the soft fabric of my shirt, and I whimpered. He took my chin in his fingers, turning my face to his and kissing me slow and deep.
A few people came out of the club, and I felt my body stiffen. They glanced over, but Jake was casually nuzzling me. When they turned away, a thrill shot through me; no one knew he was buried deep inside me and still pulsing lightly against me. As they began to disperse, Jake took that moment to give a hearty thrust. I bit my lip to stop from moaning out loud.
Once they were gone, he picked up the pace and began thrusting his hips upward, bouncing me on his lap in the process.
He cupped my breasts as they jolted with each thrust of his hips.
“Yes-s-s-s,” I hissed. I was close, and Jake lowered his hand to move up my skirt. His long finger stroked a circle over my clit and that was enough to send me flying again.
My face was buried in his neck as I tried to quiet my moaning. He exploded inside me, his face strained with the effort of keeping his gasps under control. When we finished, we were both panting softly. He kissed everywhere he could reach on my face.
“That was hot. You are hot,” he whispered in my ear.
I smiled, thrilled and feeling like a million bucks. Jess and Angela chose that moment to come outside and spotted us. Very discreetly Jake zipped his pants up and I slid off his lap, conscious of the fact that I wasn’t wearing any underwear. Trying not to look obvious, I saw Angela and Jess examine me closely anyway.
We headed back inside and danced a little longer. We headed out a couple hours later to go home. “We’ll walk you home first, Ang,” Jake said since Alex hadn’t been able to come.
She smiled gratefully. “Thanks, Jacob, I appreciate that.”
We laughed at how Jess had two guys trying to dance with her, Angela dancing alone and drawing an admiring crowd with her sultry moves, and they teased me mercilessly about our little bump and grind. By the time we got Jess back to our dorm and we left to go back to Jake’s apartment, my blush finally faded.
We were both exhausted when we got back, so I changed and wore one of Jake’s wife beaters that hung to mid-thigh. He was already sprawled out in bed. “Hot,” he teased as I slipped quickly into his room just in case one of his roommates was out of their room.
I smirked. He held out his arms to me, and I slid into bed and right into his embrace. He kissed me softly before curling himself around me.
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I woke slowly, feeling something tickling my stomach. I squirmed a bit as my eyes opened; Jake had pulled the covers away from my body and was kissing along my lower stomach and over the indentation of my hip. I threaded my fingers through his hair, feeling the heat beginning to build every time his mouth lowered.
“Mmmm,” I murmured, still drifting in that sleepy - and now horny - state.
I frowned when Jake’s mouth began to travel up my stomach instead of down. I cracked my eyes open again and what could only be described as a whine slid from my mouth. “Ja-a-a-ake.”
He laughed, his breath raising goose bumps on my bared skin.
He nibbled his way up my neck to my ear. “Be-e-ells,” he teased me.
He propped his head on his hand and gazed down at me and my major frown. He pressed his mouth to mine and whispered, “Touch yourself, Bells. I want to see you pleasure yourself.”
My eyes widened as he moved the covers off my lower half. Oddly I still felt a little self-conscious, but Jake wouldn’t let me cover myself. “Jake, I don’t know…” I started to say before his lips worked their way towards my mouth again.
“Please?” he said softly. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, but I want to watch. You look so beautiful when you come; soft and warm, your back arched as you come, and your mouth parts just a little...”
He was playing hardball. I could hardly resist the please, but in that husky voice while complimenting me with dirty talk? I was done for. A little awkwardly I slid my hand down between my thighs. I stroked my finger over my folds and saw Jake’s eyes darken.
Feeling a little more emboldened, I slid two fingers inside of myself, moving them in and out slowly.
He groaned softly as I began to pant a little when I moved up and began circling my clit. It didn’t take long; staring at Jake’s beautiful face as he stared at me, mesmerized. As my hips began to arch up when I hit the peak, Jake was kissing me.
His mouth was urgent, his tongue delving deep. He kissed his way down between my thighs. I barely came off my high when he drove his tongue into me. I gave a muffled scream as his mouth latched onto me.
I tried to squirm away at first, my body highly sensitive, but he dragged my hips right back. I was whimpering and shaking as he began to drive me even higher with his tongue, teeth and lips.
“Shit, you taste so good,” he gasped as he moved back out, and then slid upward to nip at my clit.
I grabbed at his hair, my hips now arching up, trying to get more, more, and more. Jacob’s tongue was like heaven, like that perfect musical note that makes your heart swell, and I couldn’t get enough. As his perfect tongue circled and pressed against me, his teeth gently tugging, I felt the pressure build to a fever pitch.
His eyes met mine, and I deliberately reached down and pinched my own nipples. His eyes darkened, his tongue pressed urgently, and I climaxed with a scream that I muffled with the pillow. It was drawn-out and I gasped and moaned as I pressed my hand gently to Jake’s head to urge him to stop; otherwise I would combust. I noticed Jake’s hips moving against the bed, and he gave a grunt as he came.
“Damn,” he gasped. “I haven’t jizzed on my bed in a long time.”
I couldn’t help the snort of laughter, and he grinned unabashedly at me. Then his eyes darkened a little as he caught sight of the bruises on the backs of my knees when I shifted on the bed. He gently turned me and saw the one on my back.
“Baby, was this from the other night?” he asked concerned.
“Jake, it’s not a big deal. They barely hurt anymore,” I said trying to wiggle back around.
“I’m sorry, Bells,” he murmured as he kissed each bruise softly.
“It was worth it. They are sex war wounds,” I teased him, hoping to make him feel better.
It seemed to work as he chuckled. After he finished kissing each one, he bounced back up to lay next to me after he did a quick clean-up of his sheets. He peppered my face with kisses and draped me over top of him. We just lay there, still basking in the afterglow.
I groaned. “I need to get back to my room. I have to study for a test tomorrow and I have another essay I need to start.”
He yawned. “Go get it and bring it back here. I want to keep you in my bed as long as possible.” I smiled at the suggestion and agreed.
“Guess I’ll be doing wash today,” he mumbled as I headed out the door. I snickered as I hurried down the steps to retrieve my homework. It was already just an hour away from lunch time. We had slept late this morning; a luxury I didn’t often indulge in.
I picked up my homework, gave Jess a quick hi and shook my head at her smirk, and then stopped at the sandwich shop to get a few subs for us to eat. On my way back to the apartment, I saw Edward coming out of the student store. Groaning softly, I tried to hurry away but he called out to me.
I was about to ignore him, but he hurried over to me. “Hey,” he said tentatively.
“What?” I asked. “Did you not get my message that I wanted to be left alone?”
He sighed. “I did, but I just wanted to say to be careful. That guy you were with last night; I’m not so sure he looks the serious boyfriend type, Bella.”
I jerked to a stop and faced him with an incredulous expression. “Are you serious? This coming from the guy who cheated on me?”
He at least managed to look embarrassed. “I know what I did was stupid,” he muttered. “I’m sorry for it, too, and I get it that this is over, but I just wanted to make sure…”
He trailed off as I glared fiercely at him. “Thanks for your concern, Edward. And it really isn’t any of your business but I dated Jacob back in high school. I’ve known him for a long time and I trust him.”
He opened his mouth to say something, but Jake came out of the apartment. His dark eyes practically sparked in anger as he strode over to us, mouth set in a thin line. He got right in Edward’s face. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Cullen? Don’t think I don’t know who you are. You stay the fuck away from Bella unless she gives you the okay. Understand? Because next time I won’t be so controlled,” he spit out and shoved Edward back a few steps.
Edward stood his ground, but he kept a safe distance. His jaw tightened for a second, worrying me enough to stand between them and put a hand on Jake’s chest. “Don’t Jake,” I said quietly. “It’s not worth it. Come on.”
He let me calm him down and made me proud that he controlled his anger and frustration. Back inside he muttered and grumbled about Edward for awhile; I stayed quiet and let him rant it out.
The sandwiches cheered him up, though, and we ate our lunch together. I jumped back into his bed - that had fresh sheets on I noted - to work on homework while he did some more unpacking and then joined me. There was the occasional kissing and groping, but we wanted to get done what we needed before any recreational activities. Once I finished and closed my books, Jake threw them to the side and pounced on me.
We were both laughing as he pulled the covers up over us and proceeded to drive me crazy yet again.
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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!
*~*~*
Banner by lilabut
AN: Lemons knows no bounds in this chapter. Enjoy!
Chapter 3:
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I heard what he said through the fog clouding my brain. My body was shaking with lust and he had barely even touched me yet. Slowly I became more aware as his hand coasted from one side of my waist to the other.
I pulled the bottom of my shirt up as I lifted my arms, dragging my shirt over my head. I was glad Jessica had talked me into the new bra and panty set I had bought as Jake’s eyes darkened and latched onto my chest.
“So beautiful,” he murmured. His eyes were still on my breasts, and I smirked a little.
I barely had time to react before I was pushed up against my nightstand. Jake’s hands aggressively pushed my skirt up, his fingers hooking into the matching lace panties I was wearing. A quick tug and he had them down my legs in a flash.
His mouth crashed onto mine, his tongue sliding deep into my mouth. A drawn out moan at the feel of his heated mouth rose from deep within me. Our lips were slick as we both tasted each other with abandon.
His right hand was fisted in my hair, tilting my head just so, enabling him to feast on my neck. “Jake,” I gasped, arching my hips toward his incredibly hard cock still hidden in his jeans.
His other hand smacked onto the wall behind me, effectively pinning me in place. “Bells, unzip my jeans,” he ordered in a husky voice.
Jake’s take-charge attitude during sex was a complete turn-on. He had made me so wet the night we spent together in the hotel, and he was doing it again. I felt the moistness between my legs. I undid his jeans and yanked them down as far as I could. He smiled at the show of aggression and finished by kicking them off.
He wasn’t wearing anything underneath and now I was nearly dripping.
He released my hair and explored the skin of my thighs. He continuously moved higher until he was close to where I wanted him. With no warning whatsoever, he plunged two of his fingers into me.
I cried out in surprised pleasure. He bit my lower lip, pulling it out gently, and then sucking on it as he continued to pump me and get me even more stirred up. Suddenly his fingers were gone; he dipped his damp fingers into my bra where he teased and tickled my nipples.
“Oh… oh… mmm, that feels good,” I whimpered as his mouth replaced his fingers. He tongued my nipples through my bra.
“You think that feels good?” he gasped, his dark eyes looking up at me.
Before I could answer his large hands were gripping my hips, lifting, and he thrust himself into me heavily. My fingernails scraped up his back, under his shirt, as he bucked his hips into me. I was half sitting, half propped up against my nightstand and everything on it was rattling with the force of his thrusts.
“Oh fuck,” I panted as his heavy cock stroked a fire deep within. I felt myself tightening around him each time he thrust, as if my body was trying to hold him deep within me. It was then that I felt something jabbing me in the back; I hardly noticed until now.
I gripped his ass, fingernails and all, my inner walls contracting as I came closer to orgasm. “Shit, you feel so good,” he groaned. I felt the muscles in his ass flex as he thrust again; we knocked more items off the nightstand. The backs of my knees throbbed from banging against the nightstand.
Abruptly his hips slowed as I got near to my orgasm. “J-Jake,” I managed to gasp. “Don’t stop!” I nearly begged. He reached down and tweaked my clit sending me crashing over the edge with a small scream of pleasure. My body twitched and shuddered from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.
I felt close to collapsing, but he lifted me, turned, and tumbled me onto the bed and came down on top of me. My bra flew off as did any remaining clothing we still had on; or partially on. He pushed my legs as far apart as they would go. His teeth dragged over my nipple as he renewed slamming his hips against mine. My back was sliding up the bed, my head occasionally thumping against the headboard.
I felt myself yanking at his hair, biting his neck, when suddenly the door flew open. I gave a small shriek as Jessica stood there. Her mouth had dropped open in shock as she took in what was before her. Thankfully we had somehow managed to get under the covers, though I wasn’t sure how.
I pushed at Jake, but as he caught sight of my roommate and best friend, he just moved his arms and kept me covered. What shocked me was that his hips still moved against mine, but just a little bit slower. He wasn’t stopping.
“Oh my God, I’m sorry, I thought…” Jessica gasped faintly, her eyes wide in surprise, and then she hurriedly backed out of the room.
“Jake, what were you…,” I started to gasp, but then my gasp turned back to pleasure as he pinned my arms above my head and drove his cock so deep my body rocketed to another orgasm.
Moan after moan slid from my throat as I arched against him, the pleasure almost too much to bear. He moaned and shuddered as he came inside me. As my body began to calm, Jake brushed my hair off my sweaty forehead.
“Oh shit,” I groaned. “I can’t believe Jessica walked in. I completely forgot about our secret code. What the hell were you doing still going at it while she was in the room?” I added smacking him on the ass. Now that I had time to think about it properly, I was mortified.
He laughed and slid off of me, pulling me close. It wasn’t exactly a big bed. “We were too close; I wasn’t about to stop. We were covered anyway,” he said laughing at me.
I rolled my eyes. “Sure, sure. Except now I have to face her after all that.”
He smirked and kissed the tip of my nose. “Go to sleep, Bells,” he teased. “You look exhausted.” I really was and as much as I wanted to talk to him I knew we should get some sleep.
He tilted my chin up and I felt the light press of his lips against mine before sleep overtook me.
*~*
Jake left in a hurry the following morning. He had to unload his stuff at his new apartment, which I promised to help him with, after I finished an essay that was due the next day. I headed down to the cafeteria to swipe an apple, a carton of milk, and a small box of Apple Jacks. As I was heading back down the hall toward my room, I saw Jessica had arrived.
Cringing I hurried into the room and waited with bated breath.
“So…” Jessica said dryly. “Enjoy yourself last night?” Her tone was half annoyed, half amused.
My cheeks heated immediately. “Jess, I’m really sorry you had to, uh…see…” I couldn’t even finish my sentence.
“You doing the nasty with Jake? Bumping uglies? The horizontal mambo? Yeah, I’m sorry, too,” but I caught a slight smirk on her face.
I sighed trying to resist a hysterical giggle. “Yes, well. Again I’m sorry; I don’t think we need the code anymore, though.”
She laughed. “No, probably not.”
I explained what was going on to her, how Jake was transferring here and how we would continue a relationship, and I felt my cheeks warm when she remarked it certainly seemed as if I had a good time with him so that was probably a great thing. Once we wound down, I worked on my essay until it was completed.
I walked to Jake’s apartment, which was just outside of campus. The apartments in that area were pretty stone ones, and the lawns were well-cared for as I saw butterfly bushes and plenty of colorful wildflowers spilling out of pots. When I knocked, the door swung open and I was caught off guard as Jake swung me up into a hug. Giggling, I wound my arms around his neck.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he murmured in my ear.
I grinned and brushed my lips over his. “Same here.”
“How did it go with your friend?” he asked teasingly.
I rolled my eyes at him and muttered fine as he laughed. He introduced me to his roommates, one of them being a friend of his that went to school here. The other guy was someone that Jake’s friend knew. He showed me around the apartment; it was a simple set-up, but most importantly there was a bedroom for each of them for which I was grateful. I helped him unload more of his stuff which he piled in his room, half-heartedly unpacking some of it.
I offered to help him unpack, too, but he insisted he would do it the next day. “It’s our last night of the weekend. I’d rather spend it going out with you, and then coming back here,” he said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
I smirked. “Sure, sure. Where do you want to go?”
“There’s a nearby club that is eighteen and over; thought maybe we could go there. You could see if your friends are interested in going, too.”
I agreed and called Jess and Angela who were both into going with. We ate an early dinner of Thai take-out in Jake’s new, tiny kitchen. I went back to my room to change into another short skirt Jessica forced on me and a silky purple tank top. Jake met us at our dorm and as we began walking toward the club, he wound his fingers with mine and smiled down at me.
I grinned back, loving the feel of his large, warm hand wrapped around mine. Jess was a little shy at first because of what happened, but she loosened up quickly and soon the two of them were joking around like old friends. Angela was on my other side and leaned in to whisper in my ear.
“I heard Jake has a nice ass,” she said trying to hide a grin and failing.
I blushed. “We were under the covers! Geez.”
She laughed. “Apparently you weren’t covered enough.”
I sighed, but couldn’t help laughing with her.
The club was full already at ten o’clock, but we managed to get in. Jake still had my hand in his as he led us over to the bar. “What would you ladies like to drink?”
We were all just shy of twenty-one, so we all ordered sodas. We scanned the club, decked out in white, red, and green lights that moved sporadically over the dance floor. There were tables and couches around the perimeter of the room all in black and white leather. There was a huge amount of people on the dance floor.
Jake’s lips brushed against my ear sending tingles down my spine. “You wanna dance, Bells?”
“I’m not very coordinated,” I said sheepishly. ”But you already know that.”
He chuckled as he led me onto the dance floor. He pulled me close until I was pretty much straddling his thigh. Jake moved sinuously which surprised me; he had been rather clumsy and awkward, too, back in high school. He had improved apparently. I felt the heat between my thighs build as I rubbed myself discreetly on his leg. The only barrier was my panties which didn’t do much.
His hands were cupping my ass now, urging me to grind against him. I forgot I was in public, squashed between other bodies, as I ground myself against him. I tightened my grip around his neck, rubbing my breasts against his chest.
I heard his husky moan in my ear as he nipped my earlobe.
I smiled, feeling more and more powerful, as I turned my back to him. His arms wrapped around me, his hands now spanning my stomach. I experimentally swayed my hips, arching my back a bit, so I was rubbing against him.
I was rewarded with a stroke of his tongue along my neck.
My hips moved slowly as I rubbed his cock - that was now standing at attention - with my backside. I heard his groan as he tightened his grip on me, his lips gliding along my cheek until I turned my head. His lips captured mine and I looped my arm back over my head and around his neck.
His tongue teased my lips open until all I could feel was the heat of his tongue sliding in and out of my mouth, his hips pulsating against me, and his fingers grazing the underside of my breasts.
I was so wet by then that I knew I needed to go outside and get some fresh air. Jake followed me, though; on our way out I saw Edward was there and was staring at us. Eyes narrowed, he pursed his mouth into a thin line as he gazed at me. I rolled my eyes glad that he had seen us together - I guess that’s what he needed to see to finally get it.
Outside Jake sprawled on a bench set off a bit from the door, but it was still visible. With a wicked grin, he tugged me off-balance, and I ended up on his lap. He brushed the tip of his nose against mine and then our lips met in another heated kiss. His tongue was exploring my mouth again, sliding over mine and going deeper, tasting as much as he could.
He shifted me on his lap, his hand discreetly sliding between us, where he worked his hand under my skirt. “Jake,” I gasped. “What are you doing? We can be seen and heard, you know!”
“I know,” he said, his full lips curving into a half smile. “I guess that means you’ll have to be quiet,” he added.
My eyes widened as I realized he intended to go all the way. He ripped my panties, sending a jolt of heated lust racing over my body, and he quietly unzipped his jeans and worked himself out. My body was aching, every nerve ending pulsing with excitement. I couldn’t believe I was doing this; it was so unlike me. Jake adjusted me on his lap, my skirt spread out over the necessary area and I was only partially facing him. He lifted me slightly and then yanked me down onto his cock, impaling me fully.
My mouth parted slightly, but Jake clapped a hand over my mouth. “Remember,” he whispered. “You need to be quiet.” When I nodded, he let go and lifted me again, sliding out, only to plunge back into me.
Soft little pants and grunts were coming from the both of us. He tweaked my nipple through the soft fabric of my shirt, and I whimpered. He took my chin in his fingers, turning my face to his and kissing me slow and deep.
A few people came out of the club, and I felt my body stiffen. They glanced over, but Jake was casually nuzzling me. When they turned away, a thrill shot through me; no one knew he was buried deep inside me and still pulsing lightly against me. As they began to disperse, Jake took that moment to give a hearty thrust. I bit my lip to stop from moaning out loud.
Once they were gone, he picked up the pace and began thrusting his hips upward, bouncing me on his lap in the process.
He cupped my breasts as they jolted with each thrust of his hips.
“Yes-s-s-s,” I hissed. I was close, and Jake lowered his hand to move up my skirt. His long finger stroked a circle over my clit and that was enough to send me flying again.
My face was buried in his neck as I tried to quiet my moaning. He exploded inside me, his face strained with the effort of keeping his gasps under control. When we finished, we were both panting softly. He kissed everywhere he could reach on my face.
“That was hot. You are hot,” he whispered in my ear.
I smiled, thrilled and feeling like a million bucks. Jess and Angela chose that moment to come outside and spotted us. Very discreetly Jake zipped his pants up and I slid off his lap, conscious of the fact that I wasn’t wearing any underwear. Trying not to look obvious, I saw Angela and Jess examine me closely anyway.
We headed back inside and danced a little longer. We headed out a couple hours later to go home. “We’ll walk you home first, Ang,” Jake said since Alex hadn’t been able to come.
She smiled gratefully. “Thanks, Jacob, I appreciate that.”
We laughed at how Jess had two guys trying to dance with her, Angela dancing alone and drawing an admiring crowd with her sultry moves, and they teased me mercilessly about our little bump and grind. By the time we got Jess back to our dorm and we left to go back to Jake’s apartment, my blush finally faded.
We were both exhausted when we got back, so I changed and wore one of Jake’s wife beaters that hung to mid-thigh. He was already sprawled out in bed. “Hot,” he teased as I slipped quickly into his room just in case one of his roommates was out of their room.
I smirked. He held out his arms to me, and I slid into bed and right into his embrace. He kissed me softly before curling himself around me.
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I woke slowly, feeling something tickling my stomach. I squirmed a bit as my eyes opened; Jake had pulled the covers away from my body and was kissing along my lower stomach and over the indentation of my hip. I threaded my fingers through his hair, feeling the heat beginning to build every time his mouth lowered.
“Mmmm,” I murmured, still drifting in that sleepy - and now horny - state.
I frowned when Jake’s mouth began to travel up my stomach instead of down. I cracked my eyes open again and what could only be described as a whine slid from my mouth. “Ja-a-a-ake.”
He laughed, his breath raising goose bumps on my bared skin.
He nibbled his way up my neck to my ear. “Be-e-ells,” he teased me.
He propped his head on his hand and gazed down at me and my major frown. He pressed his mouth to mine and whispered, “Touch yourself, Bells. I want to see you pleasure yourself.”
My eyes widened as he moved the covers off my lower half. Oddly I still felt a little self-conscious, but Jake wouldn’t let me cover myself. “Jake, I don’t know…” I started to say before his lips worked their way towards my mouth again.
“Please?” he said softly. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, but I want to watch. You look so beautiful when you come; soft and warm, your back arched as you come, and your mouth parts just a little...”
He was playing hardball. I could hardly resist the please, but in that husky voice while complimenting me with dirty talk? I was done for. A little awkwardly I slid my hand down between my thighs. I stroked my finger over my folds and saw Jake’s eyes darken.
Feeling a little more emboldened, I slid two fingers inside of myself, moving them in and out slowly.
He groaned softly as I began to pant a little when I moved up and began circling my clit. It didn’t take long; staring at Jake’s beautiful face as he stared at me, mesmerized. As my hips began to arch up when I hit the peak, Jake was kissing me.
His mouth was urgent, his tongue delving deep. He kissed his way down between my thighs. I barely came off my high when he drove his tongue into me. I gave a muffled scream as his mouth latched onto me.
I tried to squirm away at first, my body highly sensitive, but he dragged my hips right back. I was whimpering and shaking as he began to drive me even higher with his tongue, teeth and lips.
“Shit, you taste so good,” he gasped as he moved back out, and then slid upward to nip at my clit.
I grabbed at his hair, my hips now arching up, trying to get more, more, and more. Jacob’s tongue was like heaven, like that perfect musical note that makes your heart swell, and I couldn’t get enough. As his perfect tongue circled and pressed against me, his teeth gently tugging, I felt the pressure build to a fever pitch.
His eyes met mine, and I deliberately reached down and pinched my own nipples. His eyes darkened, his tongue pressed urgently, and I climaxed with a scream that I muffled with the pillow. It was drawn-out and I gasped and moaned as I pressed my hand gently to Jake’s head to urge him to stop; otherwise I would combust. I noticed Jake’s hips moving against the bed, and he gave a grunt as he came.
“Damn,” he gasped. “I haven’t jizzed on my bed in a long time.”
I couldn’t help the snort of laughter, and he grinned unabashedly at me. Then his eyes darkened a little as he caught sight of the bruises on the backs of my knees when I shifted on the bed. He gently turned me and saw the one on my back.
“Baby, was this from the other night?” he asked concerned.
“Jake, it’s not a big deal. They barely hurt anymore,” I said trying to wiggle back around.
“I’m sorry, Bells,” he murmured as he kissed each bruise softly.
“It was worth it. They are sex war wounds,” I teased him, hoping to make him feel better.
It seemed to work as he chuckled. After he finished kissing each one, he bounced back up to lay next to me after he did a quick clean-up of his sheets. He peppered my face with kisses and draped me over top of him. We just lay there, still basking in the afterglow.
I groaned. “I need to get back to my room. I have to study for a test tomorrow and I have another essay I need to start.”
He yawned. “Go get it and bring it back here. I want to keep you in my bed as long as possible.” I smiled at the suggestion and agreed.
“Guess I’ll be doing wash today,” he mumbled as I headed out the door. I snickered as I hurried down the steps to retrieve my homework. It was already just an hour away from lunch time. We had slept late this morning; a luxury I didn’t often indulge in.
I picked up my homework, gave Jess a quick hi and shook my head at her smirk, and then stopped at the sandwich shop to get a few subs for us to eat. On my way back to the apartment, I saw Edward coming out of the student store. Groaning softly, I tried to hurry away but he called out to me.
I was about to ignore him, but he hurried over to me. “Hey,” he said tentatively.
“What?” I asked. “Did you not get my message that I wanted to be left alone?”
He sighed. “I did, but I just wanted to say to be careful. That guy you were with last night; I’m not so sure he looks the serious boyfriend type, Bella.”
I jerked to a stop and faced him with an incredulous expression. “Are you serious? This coming from the guy who cheated on me?”
He at least managed to look embarrassed. “I know what I did was stupid,” he muttered. “I’m sorry for it, too, and I get it that this is over, but I just wanted to make sure…”
He trailed off as I glared fiercely at him. “Thanks for your concern, Edward. And it really isn’t any of your business but I dated Jacob back in high school. I’ve known him for a long time and I trust him.”
He opened his mouth to say something, but Jake came out of the apartment. His dark eyes practically sparked in anger as he strode over to us, mouth set in a thin line. He got right in Edward’s face. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Cullen? Don’t think I don’t know who you are. You stay the fuck away from Bella unless she gives you the okay. Understand? Because next time I won’t be so controlled,” he spit out and shoved Edward back a few steps.
Edward stood his ground, but he kept a safe distance. His jaw tightened for a second, worrying me enough to stand between them and put a hand on Jake’s chest. “Don’t Jake,” I said quietly. “It’s not worth it. Come on.”
He let me calm him down and made me proud that he controlled his anger and frustration. Back inside he muttered and grumbled about Edward for awhile; I stayed quiet and let him rant it out.
The sandwiches cheered him up, though, and we ate our lunch together. I jumped back into his bed - that had fresh sheets on I noted - to work on homework while he did some more unpacking and then joined me. There was the occasional kissing and groping, but we wanted to get done what we needed before any recreational activities. Once I finished and closed my books, Jake threw them to the side and pounced on me.
We were both laughing as he pulled the covers up over us and proceeded to drive me crazy yet again.
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