𝙸𝙽𝚃. : 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙶𝙸𝙽𝚂 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽 – 𝙸𝚂𝙽'𝚃 𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙻𝚈 <𝟹
CLOSE UP : his groan sends 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 down her spine , leads to her leaning closer , embracing his warmth . jacob pulls away , and there’s a hitch in her breath , lips now swollen and cherry red . eyelashes remain shut as she tries to embrace the moment for longer , heart aches as bella finds herself wishing this moment would never end . he’s rough in ways that she’s not used to , in ways that she’s always wanted . there’s a trepidation that comes with this newfound roughness &. she doesn’t pull away fully , fingers curling into the thick strands of his hair . her breath comes out as a quiet pant now , green eyes slowly open , focus on him as the smile on her expression grows . was this how it was always supposed to be ? she wasn’t sure her heart could take it .
BELLA : i’m not outta your league , jake . that’s fuckin’ ridiculous .
though bella’s mind isn’t fully focused on her words , fingers twitch in his hair before moving to trace his jawline . this was something she could never have with edward , something that she didn’t know she was missing out on . skin feels warm , and bella knows her cheeks are flushed , embraces the burning sensation . she’s supposed to be older , more experienced , but obviously jacob knows a lot more about this stuff than she did .
BELLA : is that what it’s always supposed to be like ?
HER HAND IN HIS HAIR is enough to take down the giant teen. never would he admit to being putty in her hands , but anyone who’s ever met him could clock it a mile away. she had him in every way ----------- DID SHE REALIZE THAT ? anything she wanted , jacob would provide what he could. he didn’t have cullen money , but he had a stubborn heart that never gave up when his mind was decided.
her question draws a pause from him , head tilting slightly. ❛ the kiss . . . ? ❜ he clarifies , voice gentle. he hums , his hands falling to rest on her thighs. a light squeeze , then his hands trace up to her hips , fingers slipping through the belt loops of her pants. he smirks a bit & tugs her forward in her seat , tongue wetting his lower lip absently as his dark gaze flickers over her face. ❛ absolutely. if every part of your body isn’t on fire when we’re touching , what’s the point ? ❜ he winks playfully. he brings one hand up to cup her cheek , thumb brushing pale skin. ❛ though . . . gentle is nice , too. as long as i get to be close. ❜