How Quickly is Forever - Chapter Eight
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Summary: Nessie is growing up and wants to change the dynamics of her relationship with Jacob. This has Jacob - who is not ready - running for the hills. Or in this case, running straight into Bella’s arms. Last chapter found Jake in La Push, where Quil was shocked and appalled to learn of Jacob and Bella’s relationship. The fact that Jacob could even think of a female other than Renesme, that way, has him reeling, and Jacob very confused.
Chapter Eight
RPOV
Something cold and wet was pouring down on me, and I sat up straight with a gasp. I’d been dreaming of blood yet again, blood raining from the sky. I awoke to find the clouds had opened up and I was getting soaked.
I was sitting on Jax’ porch -- I’d been there all evening waiting for him to get back from La Push. Now it was pitch dark outside. I wasn’t sure what time it was, but I could tell it was late. And unless he’d walked right over my prone form lying on his porch, he wasn’t home yet.
I scooted back under the eaves, out of the downpour and debated on just going home.
I couldn’t believe he had left me in the garage earlier in the afternoon. He’d left me there! He never let me go to La Push with him.
Jerk!
What had I done so wrong? Was he tired of me? I was sorry I was such a freak and my growing up seemed to be more than anyone in my family could handle, but it wasn’t my fault! It was so unfair!
The front door had been unlocked when I got to Jax’ cottage earlier in the evening - just like I knew it would be - so I’d let myself in. There was no TV in the house, so I got bored after a while and came out to sit on the porch, and I must have fallen asleep.
I was going to bring some bedding from the house and fix up the extra room , but Jacob had been acting so funny lately, I didn’t want to make him mad, so I didn’t.
I stood up and shook off the dream. It was getting late, and I was impatient, so I figured I’d kill some time with a walk and wait for him at the garage. I would be sure not to miss him then.
And if he wasn’t back within an hour, then I was going home.
I pulled my sweater off and put it over my head as I went out through the gate and headed for the trees.
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BPOV
I was beginning to feel ridiculous. I’d been waiting in the car for hours. I knew Jacob was going to Billy’s, so I thought I’d surprise him when he came back.
He’d mentioned taking his dad with him to shop for a water heater, which meant he wasn’t on his bike. And sure enough, the Harley had been parked inside the garage when I came down, and the Rabbit was gone.
No one had been home when I’d snuck down at about seven o’clock, but it was after eleven PM before I heard the purr of the Rabbit’s motor pulling up.
I had told Alice I would end it, but I wasn’t sure I could. I didn’t want to.
The electric door slowly went up, and Jacob maneuvered the car into its empty slot. He opened the driver’s door, and as his head jerked up when he sensed my presence, I spoke.
“Want a ride?”
I was sprawled out, lounging in the back seat of his Trans Am with the window rolled down.
“I was going to ask you the same thing.” He smirked. He pulled the back door open and leaned in with a smile. “You’re gonna need to fasten your seat belt, though - I foresee a wild ride.”
“I wouldn’t want it any other way,” I purred. I grabbed hold of his wrist and pulled him in on top of me. He wound his fingers in my hair, pulling my head back slightly, then kissed me hard.
I’d purposely worn a short black dress just to make things easier and less fuss when we started ripping each other’s clothes off. His hand snaked up my leg, sneaking a blazing hot trail between my thighs. His fingers slid gently over the satin of my underwear and my hips bucked instinctually.
“Panties? Oh, you are way too over-dressed.” He stroked over the soft material a few more times, before sliding them slowly over my legs. Just as his hand crept back to where it had been and where I desperately wanted it back as soon as possible, he broke away from our kiss.
“Bells, honey, we’re gonna break my car. And I kinda like this car. Not to mention, my legs are hanging out on the ground.”
I almost couldn’t respond. He’d called me Bells and honey for the first time in years. I could feel the idiotic grin as it spread across my face. He could ask me to make love on top of Edward’s piano in front of the whole Cullen family and I would say yes, I was so happy.
I mischievously looked over at Edward’s prized Aston Martin, then back at Jacob. Edward hardly ever drove it, and by the time he got around to taking it for a spin again, all traces of Jake and I would be gone. Plus, Jake worked on the car sometimes, so it would be only natural if a minute hint of him lingered.
“Bells! I am shocked!” He made a stern face, knitting his brows together. Then they relaxed and he raised one eyebrow. “And intrigued. But, no.”
He pushed up onto his knees and scanned the garage. “What about the back of Emmett’s Icon? We can spread a blanket out.”
Before I could answer, he gathered me up, and pulled me out of the Trans Am - thankfully, remembering to grab my panties from the floor.
I tugged his t-shirt off, letting it drop to the ground as I ran my hands over his chest and lower to his abdominals. He set me down on my feet before the truck and I slid one hand beneath his jeans, yanking the button undone with the other. He was kissing my neck frantically, before he pulled away again.
“Hold that thought,” he panted. He jogged to the cabinets that covered one complete wall and pulled a couple of blankets out, as all the others fell to the floor in a heap. He growled and kicked them, but left them there.
As he began tossing the bedding into the back of the Icon, I unzipped his pants and dropped to my knees on the cold, hard floor. He stood completely still and I couldn’t hear him breathing anymore. I eased his jeans down to his ankles and he silently stepped out of them. Keeping his boxers still in place, I stroked his length through them, before gently - very gently - nipping him with my teeth up his shaft.
I snuck a peek up at him, and I think he was at a loss as to what to do with his hands, because they were firmly clasped behind his neck and his head was down, eyes shut.
“Do you trust me?” My voice came out husky.
“I trust you,” he said hoarsely.
After a few more gentle nips, I took hold of the elastic of his underwear and pulled it back, allowing Jacob Black in all his glory to spring free. I was glad he trusted me because I wasn’t sure I could do this. He was huge and I was going to have to be very careful. One accidental misplaced bite, or even if I skimmed him just right with my razor-sharp teeth, the poison would …
I took hold of his hips and using just my tongue, I licked him from base to tip. Being very careful, I took him into my hand and ran my tongue just over the head of his erection. His breath started up again, shallow and rapid.
I could do this. I would just have to be very careful. I continued to lick and gently suck the tip. Then, pulling my lips back over my teeth I slowly took in as much of his length as I could.
Easy and steady.
“Bells,” he choked.
I hesitated. “Do you want me to stop?”
“God, no.” He grabbed the back of my head, but he didn’t push or force.
Being a vampire, I had no gag reflex so I could fully take his length down my throat, but his girth was so thick, I had to be painstakingly cautious. He didn’t seem to mind. When he began moaning my name and his body instinctively began pumping slightly of its own accord, I had to ease back and use my hand, stroking his shaft and using my mouth on just the head.
“Wait, stop,” he told me breathlessly. “I want to finish inside of you.”
I withdrew my mouth and he drew me to my feet, picking me up and helping me into the cab of the truck. He followed quickly behind and I pushed him onto his back before he knew what hit him.
“About that ride, Mr. Black.” I hiked up my dress and straddled him, easing his massive hard-on slowly into me. It was like being penetrated by an achingly sweet spear of fire.
His hands were rough as he pulled me down hard onto him, pumping his hips up into me. Thank God my skin was incapable of bruising, as there would certainly have been telltale marks from his grip otherwise. I bucked and rode him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
I don’t know if it was the air of danger in what we had just done previously, or if it was from anticipating this for hours all day, but in just a matter of moments, the garage tilted, my eyes rolled back in my head and my body spasmed in waves over and over. The intensity of my body convulsing around him brought him over the edge as well.
Once we’d both metaphorically caught our breaths, I lowered my body flat on top of his.
“Wow. I’ve heard of extreme sports, but never extreme blow-jobs.”
I laughed softly into his neck. “And you lived to tell the tale.”
“Remind me not to piss you off. Although I could think of worse ways to die.”
I snorted. “Didn’t I ever tell you I give a killer blow-job?”
“Explain that to the Cullens when Emmett finds my poisoned, withered, bitten-off penis in the back of his Icon and shows it to the others.”
I laughed at the absurdity.
“And even though he would be horrified, I’m sure Edward would still be impressed with the sheer size of it.” Jacob bragged.
“Of course.” I rolled my eyes with a snicker. I gave him a brief squeeze. “I have to go. I can’t be missed. The last thing I need is to draw attention to myself right now.”
“Okay,” he said resignedly.
We dressed quickly, and he walked up the driveway with me. His cottage was to the west and mine was in the opposite direction.
He pulled me closer to him possessively at the top of the drive. “I wish we could just leave,” he said under his breath, as if he were talking to himself.
“You sound like when we were teenagers. I asked you to run away then, once,” I reminded him.
“I wish now that we had. Maybe it’s not too late.”
It was a nice fantasy, but we both knew that neither of us could leave. “But you can’t.”
I pulled back, looking at him. “I thought once you were imprinted, you couldn’t leave them, you had to be near them. I thought you loved my daughter?”
“I do. I adore her. But she’s not …” His voice trailed off and I saw a look of shock cross his face. “She’s not my whole life,” he whispered as if he couldn’t believe the words were coming out of his own mouth. “She’s not you.”
The conflicting emotions I was feeling at that moment were confusing. Elation, happiness, worry, and disgust with myself. I didn’t have long to dwell on it, as Jacob very dangerously pulled me against him and kissed me passionately, right out in the open. The rain was pelting down on us full force, and neither of us even felt it.
We stepped apart, my body turned away, facing my destination and his body facing his, our fingers still touching and our eyes burning into each other’s.
“I’ll see you soon. I love you, Bells. Always.”
“Me too.” I smiled.
We dropped hands and headed in our opposite directions. When I came up to the house, I opened the door quietly, just in case. I made it halfway up the stairs when Edward came from the living room into the foyer.
“You’re soaking wet. Where were you? I got back about an hour ago.”
“I was taking a walk,” I told him casually. I hesitated as he began coming toward me up the stairs. In a panic, I thought fast. “I went for a walk and then ran into Jacob coming back from his father’s and we chatted for a while.”
“Oh.” He chuckled. “I thought there was just a hint of eau de wolf around you.”
“Yes. That’s why I’m headed to the shower now.”
“You do that.” He started back down to the living room. “Where’s Renesmee?”
“She’s not back yet? Didn’t you see her up at the other house?”
“I didn’t see her, but that doesn’t mean anything. I was in the study with Carlisle, we probably just crossed paths.”
“Probably,” I agreed. “She spends all her time up there in her room or with Rosalie.”
“Well, she wasn’t with Rosalie tonight,” Edward told me. “Jasper accompanied her and Alice hunting.”
“No Emmett?”
Edward chuckled. “No, two grizzlies and a black bear were enough to keep him satisfied for a while. He was watching a baseball game when I left. Maybe I’ll call Carlisle in a bit, and have him check on Renesmee,” he added as an after-thought.
“Good idea.” I hurried up the stairs and got into a hot shower. I scrubbed myself relentlessly with soap and water to wash away as much of Jacob and wet, sticky sex as I could.
I had just stepped out of the shower and thrown a robe on when my cell phone on the bed went off. It was Alice.
“Hello?”
“I knew something like this would happen!” Her voice was shrill, high-pitched, and hard to understand in its panic. “Bella! Get up to the house! Now! It’s Nessie!”
I dropped the phone and ran.
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