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Fucking. That’s what Jacob calls it, deciding he doesn’t care what Leah thinks this is.
He lets his rough hands move up against her thighs, her pelvis, her ribs, then cup her breasts. She moans at his warmth, clutches him tightly to her naked body, then they are moving together, and their skin is a blur of copper, slick and shiny with their combined sweat.
His mouth is on her neck, kissing it and licking it and sucking at it, and Leah is squeezing her eyes shut, groaning “Oh my God, oh my God”.
Her nails are scratching at his back and it actually hurts, he bleeds for a few seconds before the wounds heal. There is a low rumble in his throat, and the pleasure of it all is almost overwhelming, but then Leah stops.
She stops and she holds Jacob’s face in her hands, tight enough to crush his skull, she looks him in the eyes and says “Tell me you love me, Jacob Black.”
“No.”
Her face remains unchanged, she tries again. “Then tell me you need me.”
“No.”
Leah doesn’t lose heart, quickly adds, “Tell me you want me.”
“No.”
She takes her hands off of his face, whips herself around so that she is straddled on top of him. She is holding his arms down and bent in the shape of a lower case “n” over him. “Then tell me anything. Make me shut up.”
Jacob snaps his body up toward hers in one quick movement, and kisses her with a snarl on his lips. He reaches his mouth to her ear and whispers, “You’re a terrific fuck.”
Leah pauses for a short while, then says, “That’s good enough for me,” and they are at it again.
He lets his rough hands move up against her thighs, her pelvis, her ribs, then cup her breasts. She moans at his warmth, clutches him tightly to her naked body, then they are moving together, and their skin is a blur of copper, slick and shiny with their combined sweat.
His mouth is on her neck, kissing it and licking it and sucking at it, and Leah is squeezing her eyes shut, groaning “Oh my God, oh my God”.
Her nails are scratching at his back and it actually hurts, he bleeds for a few seconds before the wounds heal. There is a low rumble in his throat, and the pleasure of it all is almost overwhelming, but then Leah stops.
She stops and she holds Jacob’s face in her hands, tight enough to crush his skull, she looks him in the eyes and says “Tell me you love me, Jacob Black.”
“No.”
Her face remains unchanged, she tries again. “Then tell me you need me.”
“No.”
Leah doesn’t lose heart, quickly adds, “Tell me you want me.”
“No.”
She takes her hands off of his face, whips herself around so that she is straddled on top of him. She is holding his arms down and bent in the shape of a lower case “n” over him. “Then tell me anything. Make me shut up.”
Jacob snaps his body up toward hers in one quick movement, and kisses her with a snarl on his lips. He reaches his mouth to her ear and whispers, “You’re a terrific fuck.”
Leah pauses for a short while, then says, “That’s good enough for me,” and they are at it again.