Supernova

He took me into his room, and the next thing I knew was that I was on the bed, kicking off my shoes. He didn't hesitate once when he took off his shirt, that he, for once was wearing, and flung it into the corner. Then in the same moment his lips were pressed back on mine. I could feel him lifting up my shirt, and somehow, without really interrupting our kissing, he managed to get it off my body and it wound up in the same corner. Next I felt him sliding out of his sweat pants, and lay down on the bed on top of me, holding himself up as not to crush me. I reached my hands down and felt that he still had on underwear. I sighed in relief, but he must have thought that I moaned because next thing I knew his lips left mine and started to trail downward, along my jaw line, on my neck, nibbling on my earlobe. When his lips met my neck again, I let out a real moan. God it felt so good him sucking there. He then shifted his weight onto just one hand and the other one was on my side, making it's way upward. He hesitated once he neared my breast. His lips were on my shoulder now and I felt him bite, just a little, which caused me to make another moan. He must of heard me because his hand started to work again, this time taking my breast into his hand and squeezing on it. Then he used his index finger to trace the outline of my nipple against my bra. I could feel it hardening. I arched my back so that I could reach behind and undo the clasp on the bra, and then wrapped my arms back around him, running them up and down his muscled back. Once he managed to get the rest of the bra off, he tossed it into the growing pile of clothing that was on the floor. His lips trailed down towards my breast and right before he reached it he moaned into my skin.

"God, I want you so bad Bella."

"Me too."

I gasped as he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, nibbling ever so gently. "Mmmmm.... Jacob." I moaned and he used that cue to attempt to take off my jeans, but he fumbled around so much with the button that I had to help him. At some point he must have rid himself of the underwear, because once the jeans were off, I could feel the bare skin of his hardness against my thigh. He easily slid off my panties and then we were both completely naked, well unless if socks count. His lips were back up against mine, parting them and sucking on my tongue when I felt his hardness right in between my legs. I felt him take his free hand and use it to grab himself and guide himself along the inside of my folds. I could feel him throbbing against my clit. It sent chills down my spine, and if at all possible I felt warmer. There were knots in my stomach and I knew I wanted to feel him throbbing inside of me too. He was just about to reposition himself again when we heard a loud bang somewhere in the rest of the house.

He pulled himself away from me, "I swear, if this is one of the guys there is going to be one less pack member. I'll go take care of this." I watched as he pulled on a pair of black boxer briefs and headed out the door.I couldn't help but giggle a little bit to myself. That is until I heard Jacob say, "HI dad."

All of a sudden my mood was flipped. I was rushing off the bed trying to find all my clothes and putting them on. I thought about sneaking out the window, but then realized that Billy would have seen my truck in the yard. I glanced back at the window and noticed Emily outside. Thank God. I climbed out of the window.

"I have never been so happy to see someone in my life."

"Yes, well Sam had an idea that you and Jacob would wind up in.... an unconventional position, and then when we heard that Billy was heading back up to the house, Sam sent me up here, figured you could use an alibi."

I ran into her arms. "Thank you so much. I don't think I could handle the embarrassing parental talk."

We detached and then walked around to the front of the house, avoiding the living room window. I could hear Billy's voice from outside. "Why is you bedroom door shut? You never shut it. And I saw Bella's truck outside. So don't lie to me boy."

"Dad, it not what-"

Jacob didn't have the opportunity to finish his sentence because at that moment, Emily and I burst through the door. She was giggling as we walked in. Her face straightened up as she surveyed the room. Billy's face was slowly losing it's angry expression and you could see the sweat beads on Jacob's forehead. "Oh, sorry. We would have knocked if we knew you were back, Billy, but we just got back from my place. Sam wanted to talk to Bella and when she had gotten here, Jacob was sleeping. We just came back up to see if Jacob would be interested in joining us for dinner, since Bella has already said yes." I swear Emily had to have done this a couple times in her life before because her face had this sincere look to it, like no one would ever dare question her.

"Em, you know me, wherever the food is, me and my stomach will surely be." At this everyone let out a little chuckle.

"Well good then, now I can run back and tell Sam. Don't be late or there might not be anything left." She smiled and laughed a bit, then left.

"Bells, let me put on some pants, and we'll go for a drive."

"Sounds good to me." Actually he could have said that we were going to go cliff diving and it would have sounded good to me. Anything to get away from Billy's suspicious eyes.

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We drove around to nowhere for a while and then we wound up back down on the beach. We stared out at the waves for what seemed like forever. Then I heard the familiar grumbling of Jacob's stomach. "So are we really going over to Sam and Emily's for supper?"

"Only if you want to."

"Of course. I'm dying to know where she pulled that out of."

He had a sly grin on his face. "I wouldn't ever underestimate Emily. She has many tricks up her sleeve."

We arrived at her house to find her placing warm bread on the table. All the rest of the food was there. I didn't know that they made a pot that big. Inside of it was the best smelling spaghetti I could ever dream of.

"Okay guys, dig in." Emily said as she placed several bowls onto the table as well, next to the forks already there. Wow this woman had it all.

"Emily, do you mind if I use your phone first. I let Charlie know I was stopping by Jacob's after work, but he might have assumed that I'd be back before now."

"Sure, it's over there, hanging on the wall."

"Okay, thanks." I walked over to where she directed me. I picked up the phone and dialed home. Charlie picked up on the first ring.

"Hello?"

I could barely hear him with all the noise in the kitchen. "Hey dad, it's just me. I was invited for supper down here at Sam and Emily's. I'm not sure when I'll be home."

"Okay Bella, thanks for checking in."

I cradled the phone back onto the receiver, then walked over to the table with the food. The huge pot which was full up to the brim with spaghetti less than two minutes ago was now down to about a third full. Man these guys could eat. I grabbed my self a bowl and grabbed some for myself, along with a slice of buttered bread. I sat down next to Jacob and was finishing my share, when Emily walked over. "Hey Bella, can we actually go for a walk now. I needed to chat with you." I had no idea what this could be about but I figured that I would find out soon enough. I exchanged a look with Jacob. He leaned over and gave me a small kiss and told me to hurry back to him. So on that note I got up and walked out of the tiny house with Emily.

We walked down the path a little bit. "I don't know where to begin Bella, but Sam said that I should have this conversation with you so here I am. It's about Jacob."

"Jacob? What about Jacob? Is everything okay? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, no, no. It's nothing you did or anything you could ever have control over. It's about.... well.... it's about Jacob's imprinting."


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*Sigh* I have mixed feelings about this chapter, but I thought it was necessary for other character development.

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