Stay With Me Ch. 01

Then Bella was angry. She began to fly at him with her fists, beating upon his shoulders, chest, stomach, anything she could reach. He groaned again and ducked his head, trying to hold her arms and dodging the blows. He caught one hand but the other opened its palm and slapped at him, his head, his face, anything it could find. Jake had scared the shit out of her! And did he think she just forgot what he had said to her in there? What he had done in front of her? Who the fuck did he think he was?

He growled dangerously and then bent his body, tackling her like they were playing a damn football game, picked her up, and lowered her onto her back on the hood of Edward's car. Bella was about to yell at Jake in a rage when his hand clamped down on her mouth again, forbidding any sounds to escape into the air around them. He forced himself in between her legs and bent down over her, bringing his face dangerously close to hers. "Bella! Stop fucking hitting me!" She tried to retort but his hand wouldn't let her so she brought her free hand and slapped at him again. He brought his other hand, the one ensnared around her other wrist and captured the free one, placing them both roughly above her head. "Stop!"

She looked towards the door wide-eyed. She was surprised that both of their spouses hadn't bust through the door, wondering what all the noise was. Surely, Edward would have come running by now....

"Bella."

She forced her eyes back to him. His eyes were angry again; she was, too. But funnily enough, she had never been more turned on in her life. Bella tried once more to struggle from his grip. No, she wouldn't do this anymore. No.

And sure enough, his hold on her tightened, almost to the point of pain and he became even angrier. Jake pulled her up to meet him; his lips not even an inch away from his hand covering her mouth. He bored his eyes into hers and spoke quietly but with meaning, "It's not over until I say it's over."

Bella tried to bite his hand again in her fury but Jake had learned his lesson. He removed his hand and crushed his lips to hers, snuffing out any intentions her teeth had. He shoved his tongue into her mouth, plundering, taking without permission. She couldn't help but groan. She loved the feeling, the taste, but she was still angry. How dare he?

He let her wrists go so he could wrap one of his around the back of her neck, helping him to snake his tongue in further while the other hand gripped her backside and pulled her into him more fully.

Bella felt the familiar hardened bulge brush against her nether regions, causing her to gasp into his mouth. God, how good he felt.

She didn't want it to stop but the more rational part of herself screamed at her to. This was wrong. She had just done the right thing barely two minutes ago. Now, she was willing to just jump back into this? Without a second thought? Again?

She had to stop this. Her husband and his wife were only a few rooms away. Not to mention that they would likely be caught; she was loud. They both knew that. And Edward would come looking for her, to help her, no doubt, put coffee and desert on the table for their guests.

One of those guests who just happened to be reaching his hand into the top part of her dress, moving past the bra and massaging her right breast. Oh God. Her mind was fogged with the hazy lust he always created with his skilled hands.

Jake's tongue was forcing hers to move with his in a rhythm that imitated the motion in which their bodies had been moving in repeatedly these last few weeks. His fingers were now rolling her nipple in between them, pulling it taut, teasing.

Bella moaned and his tongue consumed the sound. They were breathing loudly through their noses but neither one seemed to care. She bit down on his bottom lip, making it bleed and him groan. The taste that normally would make her sick didn't even register; it was a part of him. And she needed him, all of him, every bit.

His hand made its way out of her bra and pulled out of her dress, making her whimper in protest. He smiled wickedly against her lips. His hand then trailed down her body, eliciting goose bumps on her skin underneath the fabric he passed. He reached the hem of her dress, pulled up in their struggle, to reveal her creamy thighs. Jake swiftly dug under the material and cupped her mound over the thin layer of the panties she was wearing. He began to rub her slightly, feeling the dampness already coating the underwear. Bella's breath hitched and her eyes rolled into the back of her head when he skirted his fingers past the constricting lace and a finger entered her. He lowered his mouth to her neck, suckling and nipping as she thrust her hips to meet him while he slipped another finger in. God, she needed him.

Jake was increasing his pace, pumping in and out of her steadily, and she found herself moaning against his ear. The pressure was beginning to build.

Bella pulled the collar of his shirt away from his neck, sticking her tongue out for a taste. She traveled from the bottom to the top, resting right at that spot right under his ear that she knew he loved.

Sure enough, Jake's fingers started to move faster within her and she heard a small reward of a moan coming from him. He turned and kissed her deeply, consuming her cries as she felt the coil tighten in the pit of her stomach. The pressure was rising with each plunge of his fingers.

She let her right hand make its way down his body, past his vigorously moving arm and to his pants. How she was able to have enough coherence to do this movement, she would never know. The pressure was close to bursting; she could feel her legs tightening against him.

Bella fumbled with the button on his jeans and quickly brought down the zipper. She forced her way inside, gasping at her surprise to find nothing else but him under there. She looked at him expectantly. He smirked and moved his hand even faster; it was obvious that he either he knew or was hoping something would happen between them tonight. Bella hoped it was the latter. She was bucking wildly against him now. A part of her wanted to abandon her search, at least until the pressure had released. But, another part of her wanted to feel him, to touch him, to make him hers in this moment.

As difficult as it was, and oh, it was, she gripped him and pulled him free of the restraining jeans. Jake growled against her, suckling on her neck once again. She knew she'd have a mark there that would be impossible to explain away but right now she couldn't care less.

He added a third finger to his rapid pace and the pressure neared the surface. Bella relinquished her hold on him and dug her nails into his shirt clad back, dragging them down in her near state of bliss and ecstasy.

She moaned louder which was cut off by the hand that had been gripping her backside the whole time as it clamped down on her mouth. His other hand ceased its movement much to her disappointment. "Keep it down or I'm not gonna get to fuck you like we both want."

She closed her eyes and gasped, nodded quickly, and he removed his hand from around her lips. He started pummeling her core with his fingers in a speed that she didn't even know was possible. She was so close.

Bella shut her eyes even tighter, waiting for the stars and streaking white that would surely come, playing out on her closed lids. She bit down on his shoulder, preparing to muffle her imminent screams. Just when the pressure was about to explode, Jake stopped and removed his fingers from her; her walls clenched around the soaked digits, trying to pull them back in. Her eyes snapped open and she stared at him.

There was only a sliver of pale moonlight illuminating Jake from the window in the garage door. His head was bent and he had his hand around his length. He stroked once, twice, lubing himself up with her wetness on his fingers, his jeans now missing.

Bella had no idea where they had gone to and she couldn't care less. She just prayed no one would walk in on them. She needed to feel him inside her. She needed to feel him moving against her, with her, in her.

She moved herself up slightly and moved her hand to move in conjunction with his. He let out a hiss and then raised his head and crashed his lips to hers.

Their tongues battled for dominance as his hands released his member to pull her dress up further and she pumped his shaft faster in anticipation. She felt him twitch in her hands.

Jake groaned into her mouth before swatting her hand away and then grabbing his erection again. "No, not yet." He grabbed her and pulled her to meet him. In the next second, he thrust himself inside her.

Bella moaned loudly and his hand cupped her mouth again. "Shh." She nodded her assent and he took his hand away. She felt so complete in that moment she felt like crying.

He closed his eyes briefly as if in concentration. "Fuck. You feel good," he whispered.

She raised herself up and clasped her hands onto the sides of his face, bringing her mouth to his ear. She moaned quietly into it and then licked his lobe.

That did it. Jake placed both hands onto her thighs and began to pound into her hard and fast. She sunk her teeth into his shoulder trying to muffle her sounds as he fucked her senseless. That word made her replay the memory from the kitchen earlier.

His subdued grunts sounded in her ear. She stuck her hand in between them, rubbing her sensitive bundle of nerves furiously. Jake growled at her and swatted her hand away, pushed her harder into the car, leaning his body in such a way that his skin miraculously made contact with her clit.

They both hissed at the contact and then he resumed his frantic pace. The car was starting to move back and forth with their rhythm, making the tiniest creaking noises, as Bella felt the pressure beginning to build yet again.

He was kissing her, plunging his tongue into her mouth as he buried himself inside her over and over again.

Their pants grew heavier as their speed increased. "You feel so fucking good. So hot and wet, baby."

Somewhere inside her mind, Bella marveled at the fact that no one had come looking for them yet or to see what the source of all the noise was.

She bit down into his bronze shoulder again to stifle her sounds as Jake continued to grunt and groan quietly into her ear. One moan made it past her lips, though.

"Does that feel good?"

Bella couldn't formulate words. She just nodded quickly against him.

He somehow managed to get a hand underneath them and smacked her ass cheek hard, making her scream against his shoulder. She tightened around him in response. Jake groaned and his lids drifted closed. "Shit." He started to pound harder.

Only the sound of slapping skin filled the air along with their erratic breathing and quiet sounds of pleasure.

Bella was so close; the heat was flooding through her body. From the sounds Jake was making and the increased force of his thrusts, he was close, too.

He lifted his head and turned his face towards her, staring at her intently and never letting her break his gaze. Bella's eyes held his and she began to buck up towards him, meeting his thrusts. "Fuck, Bells," he whispered huskily. It had tumbled off his warm lips reverently and served to fuel the fire within her.

She threaded her hands in his hair and pulled Jake to her, crashing their lips into each other. Every moan that fell from her mouth, every cry, every sensual sound was consumed by him.

Eventually, they stopped kissing and just kept their mouths together, breathing heavily and moaning continually against the other.

He started to clench his eyes shut and grunt harder, his grip on her bruising. She started to fall off the precipice she had been standing on, shaking and crying out against him which he greedily devoured.

Bella gripped his shoulders tighter as she rode out her orgasm. He pushed into her more forcefully, huffing against her. Then, a few seconds later, he joined her.

Jake pulled out of her, stroking himself furiously, and then came all over her stomach with a hard groan. Once he was finished, he collapsed against her, pinning her to the hood.

She whimpered in discontent and he chuckled against her neck. She had wanted to feel all of him.

He raised his head slightly and looked down at her. "Now, now. None of that. You know better."

Bella scowled. Yes, she did know better. "But, Jake, I've told you....you have nothing to worry about." Even though she was on the pill and had been for a while, Jake had decided they couldn't afford to take the chance. Bella knew she should have felt grateful for his caution, something she should have considered more seriously herself, but when it came to Jake, all logic seemed to fly out the window. And since this whole thing had started, whatever this was, condoms had never been an option. Bella needed to feel him, every part of him, moving with her, inside her. It would have been a great sacrilege to let him touch her in any other way, the prophylactic acting as a vile impediment to their connection. She knew she was being stupid, taking such a huge risk and felt even dirtier because of it, but she powerless against her need for him. The need to be joined with him in the most intimate way was too great.

Jake had tried to talk her into using condoms several times, citing the bonus of extra protection, always claiming he wanted to be connected to her when he reached his peak. Bella had barely considered it before reissuing her blatant refusals time and time again. Jake would roll his eyes but she could see the spark of amusement in them as well as the satisfied smile he tried to hide when he would turn away, every time. A happy medium had been reached and they had both gotten what they wanted, him joined with her fully, without any constraints, but never allowing himself to finish inside her walls. It would make Bella glare up at him each time he would coat her skin with his fluids. Jake would shake his head and chuckle in response. Lately, Bella found herself yearning for him to give her this last part of himself even more than usual. The yearning that seemed to overwhelm all common sense and reason, all sanity.

Jake smirked and shook his head, walking away to find something to clean them up with. "Bells, I've told you. It's not a good idea. What we're doing is risky enough." He found some paper towels and brought them over, ripping a sheet off to bunch it in his hand. He then began to wipe her skin where he had spent himself. "Maybe down the line but not now." After cleaning himself as well, he tossed the soiled wadded up paper into the nearby waste basket and brought his eyes back to hers. "Don't give me that look, Bells. You know we can't."

Bella lowered her eyes to his chest. "I know," she relented sadly.

"Then why do you always push it?"

Her gaze snapped to his. It wasn't a simple answer she could give. Because I want you, Jake. All of you. Because I can't control how badly I want you. Because it's something that my body seems to need for no apparent rational or logical reason. I know it makes me a tad perverted but, God, how much I want to feel you, how much I want this from you. Bella shook her head to clear it of the crazy thoughts and reined in self-control quickly.

"We have to stop this," she whispered it, a part of her hoping he would listen to her, the other part screaming for him to refuse, to protest heatedly, to once again assume control and tell her it wasn't allowed.

Jake's thick mask stayed in place and he moved closer to her, stopping within an inch of her lips. He cupped her chin gently, his finger stroking her skin softly. "Is that what you really want?"

She swallowed as those onyx eyes held her captive. "Y-Yes." Crap. She cleared her throat quickly. "Yes. That's what I want."

He smirked and withdrew his hand and began to right his clothing. Bella was still on the hood of the car as she put her panties back on and then fixed her dress. She was fumbling with the top button when she saw his russet hand cover hers, stilling her fingers. She looked up at him questioningly.

Jake smiled at her, a wicked smile, and his eyes were darker again with that same amused glint in them. "Well, that's not what I want. And this...." His other hand snaked under her dress and rubbed the damp heated spot on her panties gently, making her breath hitch again and then whoosh out in a low moan. He smiled wider and moved in closer to whisper to her parted lips, "Isn't over 'till I say it's over."

Bella moaned again and cupped his cheek, leaning in to kiss him when they heard the beep sounding loudly from the kitchen.

He removed his hand, making her whine petulantly, which earned her another chuckle. "Sounds like the coffee's done." She nodded unwillingly, biting her bottom lip. "Time for us to go back in."

Bella pouted at him and his smirk grew bigger.

He leaned forward agonizingly slow, making Bella's heart thump harder with each inch he covered to get to her. At the last second, when she began to close her eyes and lick her lips in anticipation, Jake lowered his lips to her neck and kissed it gently. He pulled away and Bella glared at him, causing him to snort in amusement.

He turned and began to walk away from her when they both heard Edward's voice coming from the kitchen, "Bella? Bella, love?"

Jake stopped and looked towards Bella who was now practically hyperventilating. She smoothed down her hair and the skirt of her dress before preparing to get off the hood of the car. She felt a warm hand grip her wrist and push her back onto the hood forcefully. She looked up to meet the onyx eyes burning with anger yet again.

Edward's voice was getting closer. "Bella, sweetheart, are you in here?"

Bella went to pull her wrist out of Jake's grasp but instead, he held her arm out and then moved his other hand to pull her hard against him. Bella wriggled in his grip, looking at him like he was crazed. They were about to be caught, what could Jake possibly be thinking? She couldn't have Edward walk in to see this; it would crush him. Bella couldn't lose him.

Edward's voice was getting even closer. "Bella, where did you go?"

Jake stuck his hand into her panties and inserted a finger inside her. She gasped and despite the feelings of pleasure consuming her, she tried to move away from him.

He thrust in and out a few times, delving into her hot depths, and then pulled his finger back out. He let her wrist go and dipped his saturated finger into his mouth, licking the juices off it greedily. Bella started to breathe faster, watching in shock. He then dropped his finger and stared at her intently. The anger was gone from his eyes, replaced now with the fire she had seen there one too many times. "One for the road."

Bella gasped again and he smirked. Then without warning, Jake kissed her fast and hard. She could taste herself on his lips but it didn't matter; it only served to heighten her arousal and need for him once more.

He pulled away, leaving her breathless and stumbling to catch her balance. He quietly laughed, rather darkly, while steadying her and lowering her to the ground. In a flash, he was near the door leading outside.

"Bella."

Her head whipped around to find a very relieved Edward at the door. He switched the light on, making her eyes squint and adjust. She took the opportunity to look near the place Jake went. The door was closed, the knob just turning.

Man, he was fast.

"Bella, love, what are you doing out here?"

Bella silently wondered if she looked as heated as she felt, hoping she hadn't given herself away so carelessly. But from Edward's expression, that didn't seem to be the case.

She cleared her throat. "Sorry, Edward. I just thought we'd have....," She wracked her brain quickly. "cake....for dessert instead." She was only a few feet from the refrigerator. Yes, that would work.