Can't Stand To See You Cry (Jacob)

Chapter 21

Renesmee stepped inside her room, shutting the door behind her, and breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the door for a moment, needing a chance to catch her breath. Her head was still spinning a bit and her legs were shaky. She moved to the full length mirror in the corner of the room and looked at herself.

She silently wondered if anyone would be able to tell what she had done or if she looked any different. Renesmee knew that wasn't sex persay, but still a huge step and something she had never done before. Parts of her body were still throbbing and she hoped this feeling would go away soon, because she could barely think straight.
.......
Jacob raised his head slowly, wishing his body would stop vibrating. He shifted uncomfortably, needing his arousal to subside so he could think straight again. His frustration was at an all high time now. He didn't regret the role he played or that he didn't reach that climax with her, but he hoped he wouldn't die from the sheer aggravation of not being able to sate his needy body.

He took a deep breath and willed himself to imagine ripping off the heads of vampires to help with his problem. But even that made him think of her as he pictured her scolding him for killing anyone. He laughed as he ran his fingers through his hair and pulled it roughly. This girl had him all twisted up inside.

Jacob knew it wasn't actually her fault, because it was his desire to wait that made him so irritated right now. And now he could no longer remember what they were waiting for.

He sighed happily as Renesmee leaned over the couch and ran her hands down his chest. He reached over his head, grabbed her arms and easily pulled her across his lap. It wouldn't help his current situation, but being close to her was its own reward.

"There you are," Jacob sighed as she gazed up at him. He held her loosely in his arms as he appreciated her new outfit, very short terry cloth shorts and a matching tank top. He lifted her top a bit, letting her belly button show and smiling appreciatively. He kissed her warmly, careful not to let it go on too long. He was nearly recovered but that could change suddenly.

"I need to get going," she frowned.

Jacob nodded, giving her one more kiss. She climbed off his lap and when he moved to stand, he groaned, "Oh God." He stopped to lean over, resting his hands on his knees as he breathed deeply.

"You poor thing." Renesmee paused to rub his back lightly. "You must want to kill me right about now."

Jacob stood up slowly and wrapped an arm around her. "Nah, I'm gonna be okay," he promised.

Renesmee tipped her head back to whisper into his ear. "You need to let me return the favor sometime soon."

Jacob groaned, because that's all it took, one suggestive comment from his sweet Nessie and he was all turned inside out again. He pulled her into a warm hug when they reached the doorway again. He had to get her lips away from his ear and her breath off of his skin, so he held her tightly.

She kissed him goodbye and when she opened the door for him to leave, she jumped at the sight of Emmett's intimidating form blocking the doorway. Emmett took a moment to survey them both and smirked knowingly. "Did you kids have fun?"

Renesmee rolled her eyes and slugged Emmett playfully in the gut. "You are terrible," she scolded.

"Obviously," he retorted as he grabbed her fist and tried to twist her arm behind her back.

She quickly bent at the waist turning the tables on her uncle by pinning his arm behind his back instead. "Too slow," she teased as he wriggled out of her grasp.

"You gonna be okay there, champ?" Emmett asked when he saw Jacob slowly sauntering to his motorcycle.

"Yeah I'm good," he murmured as he climbed onto his bike and smiled at Renesmee. "Good luck today."