"Dammit!" I yelled, pulling my truck over to the side of the road. The damn thing was smoking AGAIN. And I'd just taken it to a mechanic a week ago! Impatiently I sighed, and got out to lift the hood. The only problem is that I haven't a clue about cars or what could possibly be wrong with it.

I'd taken my truck to every body shop in Forks, and there weren't many. The only one I hadn't visited was the one owned by the Black's. A Quileute family. Why you might ask? I'll tell you. The head mechanic's name is Jacob Black. He's an arrogant, self-centered, cocky, son of a bitch with a nasty attitude. He thinks just because he's had about every girl down in La Push that he's the shit. Well I'll tell you this much, he isn't. Even though he's tried a few times to get in my pants and I didn't let it happen...because...well...I don't have much of a reason.

Jacob Black is every woman's fantasy. Pounds of beautiful muscle. A lovely 8-pack ab set. Long, dark brown wavy hair. Perfect teeth. Deep brown eyes that smoldered...and a smile that said "Fuck me Bella. You know you want to." Not that I'm lusting or anything. The guy is a total jerk and tries to molest me every time he sees me in Forks. There's no way I'm taking my truck to him.

I heard the sound of tires crunching pavement behind me and turned to see a tow truck pulling up to me. I sighed in relief and walked around to see who my savior was. There in the driver seat was another gorgeous Quileute boy. He had the same russet skin of Jacob, same build, same eyes, and yet he was not Jacob at all.

"Having car trouble?" he asked in a husky tone.

I rolled my eyes. "Well DUH. Can you help me or not?"

He climbed out of the truck grinning from ear to ear. "Of course I can help. I'm Paul by the way."

"Bella," I said impatiently, extending my hand.

He took it, and brought it to his lips. "Your last name wouldn't be Swan would it?"

"Yeah...why?" I asked, curiously.

He smirked. "Just wondering is all. Now let me help you with your truck here. I can tow it to the nearest body shop for free if you'd like."

I hesitated, knowing Jacob's body shop was the closest. Damn my luck. I just had to break down right near La Push. But I couldn't exactly explain to Paul why I didn't want to head over there. I suppose I'll just have to grin and bear it, I thought to myself. Besides, while Jake is working I can leave the shop and maybe take a walk along La Push beach. Then there will be no worries about him seducing me. Not that he could... I'm not that easy. I sighed.

"Alright...let's go," I told Paul.

Once my truck was set, I climbed into the passenger seat of his tow truck, sitting as far from him as possible after shutting the door. Paul smiled at me.

"I won't bite you know," he said.

"Yeah...I know."

"Then why the distance between us?"

I shrugged quietly.

He watched me for a moment. "Is there a reason you don't want to go to Jacob's body shop?"

I stared back at him; horrified that he'd nearly read my thoughts. "What?"

"Don't play innocent with me Bella. I can tell you don't want to go there. Do you have some sort of beef with the Black family?"

I sighed. "No. I just...would rather go somewhere else."

"Jacob is the best mechanic in all of Forks, and if you don't mind my asking, when was the last time you had your truck looked at?"

"One week ago."

Paul chuckled. "Well if you let Black fix up your car, you'll be back on the road in no time, and for longer than a week."

"Great," I mumbled sarcastically. The truth is, I didn't know why I was so hesitant to go. Oh right. Because Jacob Black is a total dick. Who I happen to be lusting over. Slightly.

It was only a ten minute ride to Jacob's garage, but it felt like hours. The last time I saw him...he was less than pleasant toward me. It was about two weeks ago, Jacob had dropped by my house to fix a flat tire on my father Charlie's police cruiser.


I climbed out of my truck, exhausted from a long day of work at the Newton's store. I was ready to head inside and collapse on my big comfortable bed, when I saw him. I didn't need to see his face...but I did see his huge, muscular body crouched down by Charlie's left rear tire. His long wavy curtain of hair was hiding his face. Upon seeing his muscle's bulge as he worked with a few tools, I felt a pool of wetness seeping into my panties. I swallowed quickly, and tried to sprint past him, but he called my name.


I closed my eyes, but didn't turn around. "Hi Jacob..." I replied through clenched teeth.
"How's it going? Or can you not turn around and speak to me?"

I sighed impatiently and turned around. There he stood. He had on his mechanic's suit, but even through it I could see his muscular arms, his broad shoulders and his thick gorgeous legs. His hands were huge and made me wonder what talents they might have. He smiled his fuck-me smile at me and walked forward.

I remained silent.

"Can I have a hug?" he asked.

"Gross," I said, wrinkling my nose. "You're covered in grease Jacob...get away from me."

"I thought you might like a little action on the hood of Charlie's police cruiser while he's gone. He'll be back from down the street in about an hour. That's plenty of time for me. How about you?"

"Mmm no thanks Jacob. I'm busy tonight." I hissed.

He smiled wider and moved forward again. "Are you sure? You look like you're in need of a good fucking. How was work today? Tell Jakey-poo all about it."

"Fuck you! You arrogant son of a bitch."

"Well I already made that offer and you refused," he said, flashing his brilliant teeth.

"Ugh!" I yelled. "You know what? If you want it so bad, why don't you head down to La Push and get it from one of your Quileute whores?"

"Ouch Bella," he said, putting a hand over his chest and feigning pain. "That hurt."

"It was supposed to. Fuck off!" I yelled, storming into my house and slamming the door behind me.

(End Flashback)

Ok, so call me over reactive if you like, but I hate the way he comes on to me...sort of. Oh god what the hell am I saying?

"Hey Bella!" came Paul's voice, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I grumbled.

"Time to get out and take your car to Jacob, unless you'd rather sit in my toe truck looking sexy all day."

"No I wouldn't."


I was busy working under the hood of the many cars in my shop when suddenly I thought to myself, "Jake, when was the last time you got laid...and had a great time doing it?"

Call me a prick if you like. Or a pervert. But I was just like any other man on the earth: Horny all the mother fucking time. I was a ladies' man if you will and the ladies of La Push are easy to get.

All I have to do is tell them I'm Jacob Black and own a body shop, and they become putty in my hands. I'd had a great couple of fucks over the last few months. One of my greatest accomplishments was Emily. She was a few years older than me, and engaged to Sam Uley, but I'd still managed to tap that. Why? Because my dick was just that awesome.

You might think that because I own dad's old body shop my mind should be on the family business. But it's not. I am 21-years-old. My mind is on girls. One girl in particular even with my Quileute whores close by.

Her name is Isabella Swan. She moved to Forks a few years ago, and ever since then, my dick has had a permanent hard on for her. She dated some jack-ass named Edward Cullen for awhile, then some Eric kid at her school, then some Mike kid who I know she recently broke up with.

She attends a community college right here in Forks. I know so much about her, because...you could say I'm a bit of a stalker. I've spoken to her a few times, trying to get her to give up the goods, but she refused. And that is hot as hell. See the easy ones are great, but there's nothing sexier than a girl who won't just spread her legs right away and give you what you want. So why am I wasting time with these Quileute girls if I want Bella so badly? The answer is simple: There is nothing worse than a case of blue balls. And I need someone to take care of it while I am trying to get Bella. Call me an asshole and I'll proudly accept it.

My co-worker Embry knocked on the hood of the car I was working on, trying to get my attention.

"Yeah what?" I asked him.

"You've got a customer Black," he said, pointing behind me toward the door.

I turned to see my buddy Paul there, but what interested me more was that Isabella Swan was standing right behind him, biting her lip and her cheeks a deep crimson. Her long, brown hair was down to her waist, her chocolate brown eyes beautiful but full of thought. Her body was perfect as always, thin but curvy. She looked at me like she was scared to be here, but I walked over and stood frozen, my eyes only on her.

"What seems to be the problem?" I asked.

She straightened herself up. "My truck...is smoking Mr. Black," she said, as if she'd never met me. "I had it fixed a week ago, but today when I was driving the hood started smoking and well...it's safe to say my last mechanic did a lousy job."

"Can you show me where the damage is?" I asked, moving closer to her.

"Uh...sure," she said nervously. "This way."

I followed her out of my garage and down to where her truck was sitting. She still had that same beat-up, ugly ass Chevy. Even my rabbit looked better than this piece of crap. I took a look under the hood.

"What did you do to it?" I asked, trying to scare her.

"Are you implying I did this on purpose Mr. Black?" she spat, angrily.

Fuck me! Swan was sexy when she was angry. "I wasn't implying that. Unless of course you did this just so you could come see me."

"Don't start with me today Black. I've got to get my truck fixed by Monday because I have classes. Can you fix it or not?"

"I can do anything," I said moving toward her again.

"Good," she replied. "How much do you think it will cost?"

"Hmmm..."I said, taking a look back at the truck. "Tell you what...since I've tormented you so much, let me do this for free."

Her cute little mouth fell open, and as it did, I had a few ideas of what I wanted to stick in that mouth. My cock stood at full attention.

"Ok...what's the catch?" she asked.

"No catch," I lied.

"Oh yes there is Jacob Black!" she said, putting her hands on her waist. "Tell me what you want in return."

"I would...but you told me to stop hitting on you," I said, enjoying it very much when her expression twisted into rage. "Ok, ok. I'd like it...if you'd have dinner with me tonight after I fix your car."

"Dinner with you?" she asked. "Why would I do that when I know you are only going to try to get into my pants?"

I touched the smooth sides of her face. "No tricks, no sex, unless you want of course. Just dinner. You can even pick the place."

She tried to hide her smile, but I could tell she wanted to go out just as much as I did.

"Fine," she said. "How about that new Italian place that just opened up in Forks?"

"Sounds great," I replied. "I'll work on your car, and pick you up tonight around eight in my rabbit. I should have your truck done by then, and I'll drive you back here so you can take it home. How does that sound?"

She glanced at her watch. "You can have my truck fixed in nine hours?"

"Baby I told you already. I can do anything."

She rolled her eyes. "Ok, but you're not taking me home now if that's what you're thinking. I'd rather walk."

"That won't be necessary," I said, then looked at Paul and nodded him over.

He sprinted toward the two of us. "What's up guys?"

"Paul, would you mind giving Ms. Swan a ride home?" I asked him, not taking my eyes off of Bella.

"Not at all," Paul answered grinning. "Shall we Bella?"

"Sure..." she said nervously, following Paul to his truck.


Hours later, I stood in front of my mirror applying eye liner. My best friend Jessica was flopped across my bed reading the latest issue of Cosmopolitan.

"So..." she said, popping her gum. "Explain again to me why you are now dating Jacob Black?"

"I am not dating Jacob!" I insisted. "Its dinner with him in exchange for him fixing my truck."

Jessica laughed. "Ok so it's a friends with benefits thing?"

"No," I snapped impatiently, closing my eyes. "Jess you aren't helping anything."

"Sorry. Just curious. You're about to go out with the most eligible bachelor in La Push...and you seem to have to worries about it at all."

"Why would I be worried? Its only dinner, nothing else."

But I knew I was lying to myself. Jacob "The Ladies Man" Black, would surely want more than dinner from me. That's what made me nervous. It had been years since the last time I'd had sex, and Mike wasn't exactly satisfying. There were a couple of nights I had to fake my orgasms just to get him off my back. But why was I worried? I knew I couldn't actually sleep with Jacob. He's...not my type. Plus there's that whole cocky attitude of his...which on the contrary makes him about a million times sexier. And the fact that he was working so hard to get with someone so average like me, kind of upped my ego a bit.

"BELLA!" came Jessica's voice.

"What?" I said, snapping out of my thoughts.

"You haven't heard a word I said. You must be pretty excited about tonight," she said, crossing the room to stand by me.

"I am not," I lied. "I'm just grateful for a fixed car and Italian food."

"Keep lying to yourself then," Jessica said, reaching for my candy drawer and pulling out a snickers. "I'm outtie. I've got a date with Jasper Cullen tonight."

I spun to face her, finally distracted from my thoughts of Jacob. "You're dating Jasper?"

"Yep," Jessica said, grinning. "I better go home and get ready. Have fun tonight love. But not too much fun."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever Jess."

Fifteen minutes later my cell phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey Bells," came Jacob's husky tone. "I'm out here waiting."

A flood of pleasure waves shook my veins as I thought of joining him. "I'll be right out," I breathed.

I checked my reflection one more time, decided I was decent and was very glad, for whatever might happen tonight, that I'd been on birth control for two years now.


I sat in my rabbit, watching Bella's house waiting for her to come out. I was about to wipe my palms on my jeans when it occurred to me that I was nervous.


Jacob Black.

Nervous for a date? Since when? I am THE ladies man. All the women want to hit this...and yet Bella...she gives me butterflies...and a raging hard on.

The door to her home opened and there she stood, looking sexy as hell in a strapless black mini-dress, her hair fell in waves past her shoulders, her long gorgeous legs looked amazing. And her feet...her cute little feet were secured in a pair of fuck me leather sandals. She walked to my rabbit and I leaned across to open the door for her. She smiled and got in, my eyes couldn't help but travel up and down her legs again. She stared at me.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," I muttered grinning. "You look gorgeous Bella."

She blushed. I loved it when the woman blushed. "Thanks Jake."

"No problem," I said, then started the car and pulled off.

I could tell she was nervous too, because her knee was bouncing up and down. I placed my hand on it and she glared at me.

"Nervous?" I asked her.

She kept her gaze focused on something out of the window. "Not at all why?"

"Because you won't quit shaking over there. What's wrong?"

"Nothing," she lied, refusing to look me in the eye.

The drive there was mostly silent after that. I kept my hand on her knee, occasionally rubbing the smooth skin there. I heard her giggle quietly a few times and I could tell she enjoyed it. We pulled into the restaurant parking lot and I gave the valet my keys. I helped Bella out of my car and took her arm.

"Thanks for this Jacob," she said finally, as we entered the restaurant.

I chuckled. "I haven't even shown you your truck yet."

"Still...your taking me to dinner. So I'm thankful."

As we were led to our seats, I pulled her's out for her and she sat down. I sat across from her and grinned. "Well you're welcome."

She smiled. Again. If she kept doing that, I might have to abandon my gentleman behavior and bend her over this table. I reached across the table and grazed her fingers with my own. She didn't move, which surprised me. My assumption was that she liked when I touched her...it always turned her skin that delicate shade of red.

"How is school going?" I asked, attempting to make conversation.

"It's going pretty good. I'm really excited about transferring to Dartmouth next semester though," she said, not taking her eyes off the menu.

I took a sip of my water. "Anything good in there?"

"Mmmm," she said, pursing her lips. "I think I'm going to have a salad to start with and mushroom ravioli as my main course. How about you?"

"Chicken Alfredo," I answered simply.

She arched an eyebrow. "You didn't even look at the menu. How do you know this place has it?"

"Baby, all Italian restaurants have Chicken Alfredo."

A pretty blond waitress came to our table. "Are you two ready to order?"

"Yes," I said. "My lady here will have a salad as an appetizer and then the mushroom ravioli. I'll just have the Chicken Alfredo when it's ready."

The waitress wrote our order down and asked, "What kind of dressing?"

"Italian," Bella and I said together.

The waitress laughed. "I'll put your order in now and have your salad right out. Would you guys like a drink?"

"Two glasses of red wine" I said smoothly.

"Ok then," she said nervously and walked away.

Bella turned on me. "Hey Black. How did you know my favorite dressing?"

"I know a lot about you Bella," I said, gulping down more water. "You could say you're like a little project of mine."

"Project?" she asked, her doe eyes widening.

"I want you Bella. You know it. I know it. The entire population of La Push knows it."

She opened her mouth to respond when our waitress returned sitting down our wine and Bella's salad.

"Can I get you guys anything else?"

"How about a room?" I joked, and Bella glared angrily at me. "Just kidding."

Our waitress smirked and left again.

"Jacob..." Bella said. "You can't...have me...that way."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because the only thing you want is to fuck me Jake. You don't care about me for more than that, and I don't feel like being another notch in your belt."

I moved to the chair on her right side and cupped her cheek with my hand. "I fuck other women because I am horny Bella. But you...make me so much more than just horny. You make me...nervous."

I leaned back and smiled again. "Bella...you...give me butterflies and shit. I'd love to sleep with you don't get me wrong...but it's kind of more than that."

"Really?" she said, rolling her eyes and taking a sip of wine.

"Yeah really."

"Here you are guys," the waitress said, sitting our plates down in front of us.

I kissed Bella's cheek and moved back to my original seat. She began eating, nervous again, and I loved watching her sexy lips shape themselves around her fork as she ate. It made my dick twitch.

Don't look at me like that. I may want more than sex with Bella, but I still want sex with Bella.

I ate my dinner in silence, watching her every move. She occasionally caught my eye and then went back to eating again. I leaned my leg against hers under the table, and rubbed my knee against her own. And that, folks, is the only action I got during dinner. I enjoyed watching her lick Alfredo sauce from her lips. Oh what I would have her do with that tongue...

Ten minutes later the waitress brought us our check and Bella snatched it before I could.

"You fixed my truck," she said, matter-of-factly. "I will buy our dinner."

"No..." I said, reaching for the bill. "Your only duty was to accompany me tonight.. I'll pay for dinner."

Before I could stop her, she tucked her credit card into the bill folder and took it to the waitress up front. I stood and watched her hips sway as she walked. My cock grew even harder. I walked up behind her and grinded it into her ass.

"Stubborn, aren't you Swan?"

"I am," she said, moving out of my grasp. "Let's go."

"Ok," I said, laughing.


Want to know the truth? When Jacob told me he wanted me...it got me all wet in the panties and shit. I can't fucking help it. Jacob...he makes me wet. But I'm still not sure if I can trust him. My heart is telling me not to give him anything. But my girly parts? They had other things in mind.

During the car ride down to La Push, he rested his hand on my knee again, and I really liked that. I guess I can admit it now. His hand was so warm, and the pattern his thumb traced over my kneecap was making me dizzy. My heart sank though, as we pulled up to his garage. I wasn't ready to leave him. He climbed out of the rabbit, came around and opened my door for me. He took my hand as we walked to the garage door together, and I didn't...no I couldn't object. He led me to my truck, which not only had he fixed, but washed and waxed as well. My mouth fell open.

"Jake...what the hell...you didn't have to wash and wax my car for me."

He snickered. "It was no problem honey. I'd do anything for you."

I watched him walk over and lean his muscular frame against my truck. He looked like a sex god, his waist-length hair blowing in the wind from outside, his face set with that cocky grin I loved. It was a special grin. It was my grin. And his eyes, they were full of..well...lust. And I could see little Jake, who wasn't little at all, staring me right in the face.

"Ready to take your Chevy home?" he asked.

I smiled. "Not quite. I'm thinking...I owe you a bit of payment."

He laughed a barking laugh. "You bought dinner for me and were my date for the evening. You owe me no more than that."

"Oh I do Jake," I said, removing my scarf and putting my purse in the truck's cab. "I owe you much more."

And with that, I pulled him into a kiss. The sweetest, yet hottest fucking kiss in the world. I slid my tongue into his mouth and it danced over his. He leaned me against the truck and deepened the kiss, rubbing his hands down my body. They felt so good, touching me in all the right places. The only problem now, was the barrier of clothing between us.

"Jake!" I said, as he moved to my neck.

"Mmmmmm," he murmured. "You are not getting out of this Bella."

"It's not that," I said, pushing him back. "I'd just like to get my clothes off if you don't mind, or maybe even take yours off for you."

He grinned again, stood back and I pulled off his shirt. Fuck me sideways, I thought. He had the most beautiful chiseled chest. Even more beautiful than I remembered from long ago. His eight-pack abs were rock hard, and his russet skin looked so delicious, I licked my lips in anticipation. I planted soft little kisses all over his chest and he leaned his head back and groaned. Suddenly, he pulled away, kissed me softly and disappeared into the darkness of his office in the garage.

"Jake? What the hell!"


I grabbed a blanket from my office and came back out to find a frustrated Bella leaning against her truck.

"Relax loca," I said to her, spreading the blanket on the garage floor. "I just want us to be a bit more comfortable."

I laid across the blanket and motioned for her to join me. She rolled her eyes and laid down next to me, once again attacking me with kisses. Her sweet perfect little lips traveled down my chest and kissed each one of my abs again. I rolled my head back.

"Oh Bella..." I said.

"You're so fucking sexy Jake," she murmured as she began unzipping my jeans. She pulled them down over my ankles, took off my shoes and moved back up toward my hard on. "Well somebody's a horny boy."

"Only for you..." I said, unable to shake the fucking grin from my face.

She pulled down my boxers and began stroking my cock with her tiny fingers. "And a huge boy too. I've never seen one this big."

"Oh...fuck Bells," I said. "Don't stop..."

"I won't," she replied, and surprised me yet again by shoving my entire cock in her mouth. While she bobbed her head up and down, my moans echoed off the walls of the garage. I grabbed her hair and gritted my teeth. It was the best fucking blowjob I'd had from anyone ever. Her tongue moved over my shaft again and again and again, while one of her hands massaged my balls.

"Oh my god...oh god I'm going to fucking come!" I yelled, tightening my grip on her hair. "God it feels so good."

She took my cock from her mouth and began furiously licking the head.

"Do you like this Jacob?"
"Mhmmmm," was all I could say.
"Tell me how much you like it," she said, running her tongue down the length of my shaft and back up to suck my head into her mouth.

"God...I like it so much...I love it..."

"Good boy," she said, then sucked my cock back into her mouth, while her magic hands explored my abs again.

The feeling was too much. She sucked my cock like a pro, and soon I was shooting my steam in her gorgeous mouth.

"Shit Bella," I said, looking down at her. She grinned seductively and licked her lips.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Now it's time I return the favor," I said, pulling her tiny body into my arms. I laid her next to me and began removing her dress.

"Oh God take it off Jacob...," she murmured.

I slowly pulled her dress down her body, teasing her a bit. I removed her shoes, tossing them aside and was surprised to see she had on only a tiny black pair of panties. Her perfect breasts, which almost looked too large for her tiny frame, looked ready for pleasing. I knelt down and sucked her left nipple into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it again and again. I cupped her right breast in my hand and rolled the nipple between my fingers.

She began whimpering in pleasure. "Oh God Jacob...don't stop that..."

I continued my assault on her breasts, sucking each one in turn, while playing with the nipple of the other.

"Oooh...god that feels wonderful."

I planted a soft kiss on her lips, and then moved down her body, similarly to how she'd moved down mine. My hands explored her soft, beautiful flat little tummy, until they reached the waist band of her panties.

"Tell me you want them off Bella."

"Take them off Jake...I want you lick my pussy," she said, her eyes closed with pleasure.

"Good girl," I mocked her, and quickly removed her panties.

So she wasn't bare. But here was so little hair it didn't matter. I was ready to feast on her mound and feel her squirm beneath me. Little Jacob grew hard beneath me again and I leaned down, kissing her inner thighs.

"Mmmm," she giggled. "That tickles Jake."

"Don't worry," I said, in between nipping her thigh. "It'll stop tickling soon enough."

The aroma coming from her pussy was such a sweet one. It reminded me of breakfast syrup. And ladies and gentlemen? I am a hungry animal ready for a taste. I let one of my hands continue massaging her breast, and I leaned down and nipped her tiny clit.

She hissed. "Mmmmm Jake don't tease me...just fucking eat my pussy please."

"Oh...I love it when you beg me Swan," I said, licking her clit again. This time making longer strokes. Back and forth I licked her delicious mound. It was the sweetest fucking honey pot ever.

My tongue entered her folds and she rocked her hips into my face.

"Fuck! fuck yeah!" she screamed.

I licked furiously at her pussy and decided to make things more fun by slipping a finger into her. I closed my eyes in concentration and leaned my head against her thigh. I pumped my finger in and out of her sex grinning like the devil himself. She moaned like an animal in heat. Her warm juices felt so good against my finger I decided to taste them again. I sucked her clit into my mouth, pumping my finger faster.

"Omigod!" she yelled. "Mmmm your going to make me come so hard Jacob."

"Come for me Bella," I moaned against her clit. "Come for me and scream my name."

I watched her stomach move up and down as her breaths quickened and she let out a scream that could wake the dead. I brought her down by rubbing the outside of her pussy, and let her catch her breath.

"Jake that was incredible," she said looking down and meeting my gaze. "I've never felt anything like that before."

I moved up to her lips and sucked the bottom one into my mouth. "I'm not done yet. I'm ready to fuck that beautiful pussy now."

Instantly, she spread her legs wider. "Put it in me Jake. Put it in me and fuck me hard."

I leaned up, spread her knees further and slowly entered her sex. Fuck me! The heat felt great against my cock. So warm...so perfect. She motioned with her hand for me to continue, so I gripped her outer thighs and thrusted hard into her sweet pussy.

I swear the friction was like churning butter. I pulled out and thrusted hard back into her.

"Fuck baby keep going!" she screamed.

I pumped her pussy harder and harder, getting even more turned on by watching her massage her own nipples and stomach.
"Bella you are so tight!" I said, thrusting faster." God fucking damn it."

She sat up on her elbows and rocked her hips into mine. I knew she was about to cum when for some odd reason she pushed against my chest.

"Fuck I can't take anymore Jake...it feels so damn good."

Did she seriously just try to stop me? Bad idea Bells. I quickly took her hands and pinned them above her head. I drove myself deeper and deeper into her hot little twat.

"Don't you tell me what you can handle. You offered this and your going to take it!" I said, growing breathless. I was nearing my climax soon too, but I just couldn't stop.

"Oh my...oh my...oh my..." she yelled. "Ahhh...I'm going to come dammit."

We were face to face now, my arms still pinning hers down. "Your going to take it Bella. Take my cock and come all over it."

Her screams grew louder. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of her tight wet pussy walls. In less than ten seconds we came together, she let out another scream of pleasure, nearly killing my eardrums and I shot my second round of cum into her pussy, groaning loudly.

I collapsed onto her chest, breathing heavily. "Jesus Swan," I said. "I've never had better pussy than that."

She giggled. "And I've never had sex I thought I couldn't handle."

I stared into her eyes. "Aren't you glad I took you through it?"

"Oh god yes," she said, running her fingers through my hair and kissing the top of my head. "You know we have to do this again right?"

I looked into her eyes, kissed her lips softly, and then took one of her hands and kissed it as well.

"You name the time and place baby, and I'll be there."