**So here it is the last chapter of this short... (should only have been a OS) ...fic. Hope you enjoy this last installment. I will miss writing Paul as this random dude that whips his dick out when Bella's about but as they say all good things come to an end. So thank you to everyone who has R&R, added this to their faves etc... it means so, so much to me.**
An Innocent Touch
The soft gasp roused him from his slumber. Rubbing his eyes with the heel of his hand he glanced around and stilled. He didn't recognize anything on the bedside table, or the colour of the sheets he had his face pressed into. He frowned in confusion as to where he was until that moment when reality came crashing down.
"Fuck!" He swore before gracefully pushing himself up and jumping to his feet only to be met with the wide-eyed, and blushed tinted form of Bella.
"Fuck." He said again diving for his cut off's that he had left under the window.
"Oh my god. Paul? What are you... how did you even..." Bella shook her head, eyes looking everywhere but him. Grip firm on the door handle.
Paul could hear the frantic drum of her heartbeat beneath her ribs, taste her embarrassment but he could also smell her arousal. This wasn't the first time she had stumbled across his naked form and he knew she appreciated his physique. He breathed in deeply, her scent hung heavily in the air. His wolf preened with the knowledge that he appealed to her. But that wasn't important at the moment. What was important was explaining to Bella why he was here.
"Jesus Bella I'm..." he began to explain to apologize but she cut him off.
"No, just stop." She shook her head, body moving back towards the hallway. "I don't want to hear it and I think it's best if you just go."
He watched her closely for a moment, hoping she would change her mind, take back the words but she refused to look at him. He sighed heavily before turning towards the window. How had he been so stupid as to fall asleep and then not hear her come home. He had been reckless going there in the first place. Avoiding the issue thinking he knew better... fuck he should have just asked her out on a date. As lame as that may be because god knows Paul Lahote didn't go on dates, but for Bella he would. For her he would do near enough anything.
He heard her sigh, then a whispered. "Go."
Paul perched himself on the window, body positioned to jump.
"No." He shook his head climbing back inside, turning to face her.
"Leave." She demanded, eyes suddenly on him.
"I can't." He pleaded. He wasn't far from begging her if he had too.
"You can. Just climb back out the window and go home." She stepped closer, more into her room than trying to escape it.
"I need to explain." He closed the distance slightly.
"Explain what exactly? Why you were naked and asleep in my bed? Why I keep seeing you naked and... and oh my god. I can't..." she shook her head, blushing furiously as she turned her face from him.
"It's because of you." Paul blurted out taking another small step forward.
"So this is my fault?" She asked.
"No. God no, that's not what I meant... I just... fuck this is hard to explain."
Bella stood there, hands fisted as she glared at him.
Paul closed his eyes taking a deep breath. A greedy gulp of air, savouring her scent.
"We want you." He whispered softly.
"Excuse me?" She looked confused.
"My wolf and I. We want you, have done since the first time we saw you."
"You don't know me." Bella tried to argue.
"But we want to I want too. I want to know everything about you." He closed the gap between them now, just an arms distance from one another.
"I don't understand. Is that the reason... I mean... Naked Paul. I've seen you naked."
"I didn't intend for you too see me Bella I swear. It just happened. That first time, in the kitchen. I thought you had left with Leah, and your scent. Jesus Christ your scent was in my home, everywhere. I just couldn't. Fuck you make me want you so damn much Bella. I couldn't help myself, but I never meant for you too see me, not like that and when you walked in. Fuck."
"You said my name." It wasn't a question.
"I told you I did. I wasn't lying. I couldn't, not to you." His warm fingers brushed against her hand.
"I followed you to the garage that day at Jake's. I wanted to ask... needed to know what this was. This heat between us. I can feel it, when ever I look at you. I feel... you."
"You said you wanted me Bella, did you mean it? Do you want me?"
She bit her lip, eyes wide as she stared at Paul.
"I don't know why I do, but yes."
He pulled her to him then, large hands cupping her face with the softest of touches. Thumbs stroking her cheeks as he stared at her. A breathtaking smile appearing on his handsome face. His lips were soft when he pressed them against hers. Tender and gentle, exactly the opposite of what Bella was expecting. Bella pressed herself closer, hands resting lightly on his hips, fingers running softly across the top of his cut off's.
Paul moaned at the contact, a deep rumble from within his chest that vibrated through Bella. He pulled her closer, mouth firmer, harder. Bella moaned at the swipe of his tongue against her bottom lip, opening shyly allowing him to taste her fully.
The want to devour her screamed loudly in his mind, his wolf howled with the knowledge that they finally had Bella. Were able to taste her, to touch her.
Then she moaned.
This fucking sound that shot straight to his dick. His wolf howled with need. His own body thrummed with excitement. He needed more. So much fucking more.
He gentle wrapped a hand around her neck, tilting her head slightly as he kissed her, passionately. Dirty. All tongue and teeth. Hot breath mingled as mouths were explored. Bella kissed him back with just the same enthusiasm, hands grabbing at his sweat slicked flesh.
"You taste so fucking good." He moaned against her lips, sucking her lower one into his mouth, biting on it gently, watching as her eyes closed in pleasure.
He had them pressed against the door, hips grinding against her.
"Bella." He nuzzled the side of her neck, sucking a mark on her delicate skin. Watching with a satisfied hunger as the blood rushed to the surface. Bella tilted her head, exposing her neck to him completely. Paul let out a shaky breath before repeating the action again and again. Covering the pale column of her neck with his mark.
His hands explored her body, fingers brushing against the cotton of her top, the denim of her jeans. Before cupping her ass and lifting her off the floor. On instinct Bella wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning as he pressed against her fully. She could feel him against her.
"Paul." She moaned, breathless. Head hitting the wood as he thrust against her just right, the seam of her jeans pressing against her arousal, sending volts of pleasure coursing through her body.
"Fuck." Paul's tongue licked a path up her neck before his lips met hers and they were kissing fiercely. Bella tugged at his short hair, hips moving against his own. Panting heavily between kisses. Moaning with every mark Paul made against her flesh.
Paul dropped his head onto Bella's shoulder. Taking in every small gasp and moan she let loose. He was so fucking hard. He wanted nothing more than to slide inside her, but not yet. This between them had only just started he wasn't going to ruin it before it began by trying to fuck her. He would wait. He had waited long enough to have her like this he could wait until she was ready for more.
Warm wet lips against his neck had Paul moan in pleasure. Bella nuzzled her face against him, licking the skin on his neck, kissing and sucking like he had done to her. Paul groaned, hips thrusting harder. Bella's fingers gripped his hair, legs tightening around his waist as her hips worked against his.
"Fuck." Paul hissed. He was close... so close to coming in his pants like a twelve-year-old, but he didn't care.
"Bella I need to touch you... can I?" His fingers stroked the skin above her jeans dipping slightly beneath the fabric.
Bella lifted her head to look at him. Her pupils blown from lust, lips red and swollen from their kissing. She licked them before gently sucking on her lower one, then nodded clumsily. Paul kissed her hard. Thrusting his tongue inside her warm welcoming mouth as he carefully popped the button on her jeans, slipping his hand inside.
Bella stiffened at the first contact of Paul's fingers on her. He did nothing more than stroke her above her panties, small movements allowing her to become comfortable with him there.
"OK?" He asked watching her closely, lips brushing against hers as he spoke.
"Yeah, just I've never... with anyone."
"I know." He smiled softly. Kissing her.
He slipped a finger beneath her panties, feeling her warmth, her wetness. He moved slowly, cautiously. She was so wet, his fingers slide easily between her lips.
Bella's breath caught as he nudged the blunt end of his finger against her clit. She jumped, moaning from the pleasure that shot through her. Wiggling her hips she dropped her head into his neck.
Paul pressed against her clit, moving his finger in a circular motion. Bella's hips followed the action, her breath heavier against his flesh, he gripped her hip harder, holding her against the wall, moving his fingers the best he could in this awkward position, but it didn't matter. To be able to see Bella like this, feel her. He would stay here for hours.
"Paul." Bella breathed out with a moan. Her body thrummed with arousal. Her scent hung heavily in the air, coating him like a warm blanket. She was close he knew she was. Every little moan and twitch her body let loose. Her heartbeat frantic. Fingers digging into his shoulders, mouth sucking the skin on his neck.
"Let go Bella." He whispered.
Her legs tightened around his waist, hips thrusting in rough movements. Paul's fingers moved faster against her, slipping between her lips, coating them in her arousal, he pressed harder against her clit, faster.
Bella's moans grew louder, breath heavier. She mumbled something he didn't quite catch but it didn't matter.
"Come on Bella." He nuzzled against her, nose running across her exposed neck. As he sucked another mark on skin. The combination of his fingers, mouth and hard length pressing against her, was enough to push her over the edge.
Bella stiffened, body arching as she came.
Paul's fingers continued to move, sending waves of pleasure through her. She moaned and panted. Fingers pulling at his short hair as she fought to catch her breath. She could still feel him hard against her. With out thinking she lowered her lips to his neck, and bit.
Paul roared with surprise as his whole body bucked against her, the feeling of her small blunt teeth against his exposed neck had him coming harder than he ever had before.
Once both their breathing had slowed down, Paul removed his hand from her gently. Bella shivered with the feeling of his fingers dragging against her skin. Her eyes were dark with lust, skin flushed a gorgeous colour.
Not once did Paul take his eyes off her, he watched her watch him as he slowly lifted his fingers to his mouth and sucked them between his lips. Eyes finally falling shut from the taste of her. He moaned around his fingers, licking them before opening his eyes to find Bella staring at his mouth. She licked her lips before darting forward, catching him in a bruising kiss.
Finally breaking away from one another; Paul lowered her carefully to her feet, steadying her as she stumbled slightly. She returned the smile he sent her with a small roll of her eyes. Paul chuckled, taking her hand in his as he pulled her too him, wrapping his arms around her tightly.
"You OK?" He asked, genuinely concerned.
"I'm fine Paul." She kissed him softly but pulled back as soon as her lips touched his.
"Bella?" He asked confused at her reaction. Was she regretting what had just happened?
"It's... is this a thing now? Between us?"
Paul cocked an eyebrow.
"A thing?" He repeated.
"Yeah, or was it... I don't know a one-off?"
Paul bite back the smile that threatened to escape.
"Stop repeating everything I say." She grumbled slapping at his arm.
Paul laughed, catching her hand in his.
"This is most definitely more than just a thing." He ducked towards her quickly catching her mouth in a sweet short kiss. "More than a one-off." He whispered against her lips before kissing her deeper.
The smile that broke out across Bella's face was blinding. Something he promised to see on her everyday.