Chapter 3
I stumbled to gather what Jacob just said. I just a dit what the first thing that flowed out of my mouth, and quite frankly what my cœur, coeur to screaming out to me at this point.
"Yes," I moored. I sensed his body come closer, His hand traced along my arm to my shoulder then my collarbone to my cheek.
Ahh no, that’s not I meant.
“I mean no, I wouldn’t slap, but yes toi can Kiss me…please” My cœur, coeur was pounding so hard in my cheat my voice began to stutter.
His hands were so warm, soothing, it made the hairs on my arms stand up. I felt his breath on my lips, warming them, his scent so intoxicating, I really needed to focus right now, focus on my balance, I may collapse and end up s’embrasser his chin.
Just only a moment il y a I had presumed that he was going to be the one to lean in, but now, I was the one with the loaded gun, ready to fire.
I had planned for our first Kiss to be shy and nervous, like kids, but our cold state and feelings sent us, ou well me into a frenzy. His warmth started a feu inside and his touch was the wood that kept it burning.
Stepping closer towards him, I reached up placing my arms around his neck tightly, it forced me stand on my tippy toes. He giggled at my gesture and decided to help me out. Jacob reached for the inside of my knee and lifted me slightly, similar when someone helps up to a horse; it bonding our lips plus comfortably. Our lips were in complete sync and rhythm. I push closer for more, I was becoming embarrassed from my lack of self control.
He sighed, and realised me, he was gentle in the closing. It was now that I felt embarrassed that I was prepared to jump him from our first kiss, something that completely unlike me. It was obvious he wanted to take things easy, and I couldn’t agree more, if there is a suivant time I’ll my best.
He rested his head in a still drenched lock of my hair and inhaled, fighting his grip on my leg and chemise and squeezed me in closer for a hug.
His chest was so sculpted; it was almost easy to say that I just fit right in. As if I was already moulded fit to him, two jigsaw pieces.
" Bella" he whispered in my ear, his voice humble.
2 months later.
The final cloche, bell of the jour rang snapping me awake from my pulling trance; I had pretty forgotten I was in the classroom. Everyone was backing up, I snatched my book and pretended as if I was actually paying attention, but I know that properly no-one bought it.
Drifting in between the crowded hallway, with my hoddie over my Raiponce hair, try to create a security blanket between me and the students of Forks high school.
On my way out I caught the glimpse of a couple in their final embrace, saying their good-bye’s for the day. That was enough to get me excited on my plans with Jacob tonight.
Jacob had wanted to come over with his father tonight. He a dit he wanted to at least see me once a day.
Charlie and Billy were our biggest supporters, letting us out to see each out at ridiculous hours, long phone calls and the small amount of public display of affection.
There was no doubt in my mind that I l’amour Jacob. He was everything and plus to me.
Today, while Charlie and Billy were going to be watching the Marinas game, we planned to watch our favourite films with a locked door.
Even though dad loved Jacob, he still had his worries about our sexual life, a life that just didn’t exist. No Matter how much he loved him, Charlie still believed that Jacob could be beat par his sex drive, a like most men, well teenage boys. I believe that one too.
Jacob was not pushy on that subject; I can’t even recall him even mentioning it. He just participates in our embraces that kinda look like it.
But lately, I was starting to feel, ready, ready for him, I’m just not sure about him yet.
Driving accueil was a blur, literally, the rain was hogging up my windscreen, lucky my demisters work, Jacob made sure of it.
Hopping into the shower, I noticed a new bruise appear between my inner tight. Oh isn’t that sexy? I stood directly under the warm water, forcing it to wash today’s emotions and awkwardness, god I needed it after another jour alone and awkward at school, sitting par myself. I reached down to grap my fraise shampoo, the smell of strawberries just éperlan so divine.
‘DING DONG’ I heard the door cloche, bell chime, which soap still over my eyes.
Oh crap.
"Charlie can toi please answer that? It’s Jacob and Billy." I yelled.
I quickly turned off the tap and pulled of my towel.
"Hey bells, I’ll just be in your room" Jacob a dit from the opposite side of the door.
"Ok, salut par the way” I heard him laugh in the distance.
Tip toeing to my room, watching my step, my hair was still wet, leaving a trail on the wooden floor.
I opened the door to my door, still in my towel, and found Jacob on my bed. He looked irresistible.
He straightened himself at my presence.
"Hey beautiful" He a dit with my favourite Jacob voice. The voice that I loved so much was like melting beurre and smooth like silk, I loved it so much because his voice a dit it so confidently, like he really meant, no what if’s. He really thought I was beautiful.
I tip toped over to him and slipped him a quick but meaningful peak, then drifted over to my closest.
Picking out a aléatoire red chemisier and a pair of grey sweats. As I put on my blouse, I turned over to shrug on my sweats, when I realised my underwear were placed on the other side of the room. I asked behind my shoulder. I know he is my boyfriend and all, and it’s not a big deal, but Jacob has never seen my knickers before so I couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Hey Jacob, this is going to be sound weird but can toi get me some panties?" I blushed. I never thought I would see the jour where I would I ever say that to a boy. Afraid.
He gave a light laugh, but instead his hand wound around my waist, brushing lightly on the sensitive skin around my belly button.
Ohh, that feels so good. His fingers are like feathers.
"You won’t need sous-vêtements, undies for what I’ve have got planned baby" he whispered, lust in his tone.
"Oh, really," I replied turning meeting him face on where I skilfully steal a kiss.
Moments like these are my favourite
He pushed me closer, feeling his hand grow up further to my chest where the knot of my towel was.
My cœur, coeur raced.
“Are toi sure ? toi really wanna do this Jacob?"
"Yeah, I want to prove how much I l’amour you" he said, while looking straight in my eyes. Like he was seeing into my soul, to see who I really was, he face easily told a story of him loving everything he saw. He loved me, no buts.
He slammed me into the bed, where he hovered only centimetres above me. I knew what this meant. I looked down to the knot of my towel. With a shaky hand I undid it.
I have always been scared about what had thought of my body and now with Jacob he only tripled it, I want him to enjoy this.
I stumbled to gather what Jacob just said. I just a dit what the first thing that flowed out of my mouth, and quite frankly what my cœur, coeur to screaming out to me at this point.
"Yes," I moored. I sensed his body come closer, His hand traced along my arm to my shoulder then my collarbone to my cheek.
Ahh no, that’s not I meant.
“I mean no, I wouldn’t slap, but yes toi can Kiss me…please” My cœur, coeur was pounding so hard in my cheat my voice began to stutter.
His hands were so warm, soothing, it made the hairs on my arms stand up. I felt his breath on my lips, warming them, his scent so intoxicating, I really needed to focus right now, focus on my balance, I may collapse and end up s’embrasser his chin.
Just only a moment il y a I had presumed that he was going to be the one to lean in, but now, I was the one with the loaded gun, ready to fire.
I had planned for our first Kiss to be shy and nervous, like kids, but our cold state and feelings sent us, ou well me into a frenzy. His warmth started a feu inside and his touch was the wood that kept it burning.
Stepping closer towards him, I reached up placing my arms around his neck tightly, it forced me stand on my tippy toes. He giggled at my gesture and decided to help me out. Jacob reached for the inside of my knee and lifted me slightly, similar when someone helps up to a horse; it bonding our lips plus comfortably. Our lips were in complete sync and rhythm. I push closer for more, I was becoming embarrassed from my lack of self control.
He sighed, and realised me, he was gentle in the closing. It was now that I felt embarrassed that I was prepared to jump him from our first kiss, something that completely unlike me. It was obvious he wanted to take things easy, and I couldn’t agree more, if there is a suivant time I’ll my best.
He rested his head in a still drenched lock of my hair and inhaled, fighting his grip on my leg and chemise and squeezed me in closer for a hug.
His chest was so sculpted; it was almost easy to say that I just fit right in. As if I was already moulded fit to him, two jigsaw pieces.
" Bella" he whispered in my ear, his voice humble.
2 months later.
The final cloche, bell of the jour rang snapping me awake from my pulling trance; I had pretty forgotten I was in the classroom. Everyone was backing up, I snatched my book and pretended as if I was actually paying attention, but I know that properly no-one bought it.
Drifting in between the crowded hallway, with my hoddie over my Raiponce hair, try to create a security blanket between me and the students of Forks high school.
On my way out I caught the glimpse of a couple in their final embrace, saying their good-bye’s for the day. That was enough to get me excited on my plans with Jacob tonight.
Jacob had wanted to come over with his father tonight. He a dit he wanted to at least see me once a day.
Charlie and Billy were our biggest supporters, letting us out to see each out at ridiculous hours, long phone calls and the small amount of public display of affection.
There was no doubt in my mind that I l’amour Jacob. He was everything and plus to me.
Today, while Charlie and Billy were going to be watching the Marinas game, we planned to watch our favourite films with a locked door.
Even though dad loved Jacob, he still had his worries about our sexual life, a life that just didn’t exist. No Matter how much he loved him, Charlie still believed that Jacob could be beat par his sex drive, a like most men, well teenage boys. I believe that one too.
Jacob was not pushy on that subject; I can’t even recall him even mentioning it. He just participates in our embraces that kinda look like it.
But lately, I was starting to feel, ready, ready for him, I’m just not sure about him yet.
Driving accueil was a blur, literally, the rain was hogging up my windscreen, lucky my demisters work, Jacob made sure of it.
Hopping into the shower, I noticed a new bruise appear between my inner tight. Oh isn’t that sexy? I stood directly under the warm water, forcing it to wash today’s emotions and awkwardness, god I needed it after another jour alone and awkward at school, sitting par myself. I reached down to grap my fraise shampoo, the smell of strawberries just éperlan so divine.
‘DING DONG’ I heard the door cloche, bell chime, which soap still over my eyes.
Oh crap.
"Charlie can toi please answer that? It’s Jacob and Billy." I yelled.
I quickly turned off the tap and pulled of my towel.
"Hey bells, I’ll just be in your room" Jacob a dit from the opposite side of the door.
"Ok, salut par the way” I heard him laugh in the distance.
Tip toeing to my room, watching my step, my hair was still wet, leaving a trail on the wooden floor.
I opened the door to my door, still in my towel, and found Jacob on my bed. He looked irresistible.
He straightened himself at my presence.
"Hey beautiful" He a dit with my favourite Jacob voice. The voice that I loved so much was like melting beurre and smooth like silk, I loved it so much because his voice a dit it so confidently, like he really meant, no what if’s. He really thought I was beautiful.
I tip toped over to him and slipped him a quick but meaningful peak, then drifted over to my closest.
Picking out a aléatoire red chemisier and a pair of grey sweats. As I put on my blouse, I turned over to shrug on my sweats, when I realised my underwear were placed on the other side of the room. I asked behind my shoulder. I know he is my boyfriend and all, and it’s not a big deal, but Jacob has never seen my knickers before so I couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Hey Jacob, this is going to be sound weird but can toi get me some panties?" I blushed. I never thought I would see the jour where I would I ever say that to a boy. Afraid.
He gave a light laugh, but instead his hand wound around my waist, brushing lightly on the sensitive skin around my belly button.
Ohh, that feels so good. His fingers are like feathers.
"You won’t need sous-vêtements, undies for what I’ve have got planned baby" he whispered, lust in his tone.
"Oh, really," I replied turning meeting him face on where I skilfully steal a kiss.
Moments like these are my favourite
He pushed me closer, feeling his hand grow up further to my chest where the knot of my towel was.
My cœur, coeur raced.
“Are toi sure ? toi really wanna do this Jacob?"
"Yeah, I want to prove how much I l’amour you" he said, while looking straight in my eyes. Like he was seeing into my soul, to see who I really was, he face easily told a story of him loving everything he saw. He loved me, no buts.
He slammed me into the bed, where he hovered only centimetres above me. I knew what this meant. I looked down to the knot of my towel. With a shaky hand I undid it.
I have always been scared about what had thought of my body and now with Jacob he only tripled it, I want him to enjoy this.
