"Oh my God!  I thought they were never gonna leave!” Jacob gasped as he deposited Nessie on their bed and leaned over her.

“You are so mean,” she giggled, yanking on the front of his shirt and pulling him down on top of her.

“I can’t help it,” he murmured.  “I’ve missed this.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” she promised as she snaked her hands behind his back and pulled him closer.

“I’d like to see you try,” he challenged, nudging her thighs open and settling between them.

Nessie tugged on the hem of his shirt and smiled sinfully.  “I want this...off.”

Jacob backed away, putting his weight on his knees.  She gasped when he tore his shirt off quickly and pulled hers off as well.  Ever since they had woken up together with her shirt missing, he had become obsessed with feeling her bare skin against his.  He left her bra on, knowing his control was raveling away, and he hadn’t even kissed her yet.

He sighed appreciatively as he stared down at her.  She scowled, becoming terribly impatient with this pace.  When Nessie raised herself up on her elbows to meet him halfway, he joined her in a scorching kiss.  Her hands wandered over his backside, gripping and tugging, pulling him forcefully closer to her.

He finally relaxed, allowing his full weight to rest on her.  When she tried to slide her hands inside his waistband, he reached back, gripped her wrists and slammed them down on the mattress above her head.  She whimpered in response and bucked her hips up for more contact.  Her head lolled back as he attacked her neck now.  “Oh, Jacob,” she panted.

His name on her lips drove him completely insane.  He pulled back slowly, gazing down on her angelic face, full lips, heavy-lidded eyes, and heaving chest.  His senses were on overdrive.  The taste of her tongue in his mouth, the feeling of her baby soft skin pressing against his stomach, and the smell of her hair splayed over the pillow had his head swimming.

Jacob pulled her to him, leaning back to cross his legs under her.  She wrapped her legs around his waist and slid her hands up his arms.  She ran her fingers over his neck and down his chest, smiling appreciatively.  “You’re getting so big again,” she noticed. 

He chuckled as gathered her in a warm hug.  “It’s your fault, ya know?”

“Me?  What did I do?”

Jacob lowered his gaze and replied, “It’s what you’re not doing.”  He wagged his eyebrows at her suggestively.

“Wow!” Nessie scoffed playfully.  “I’m sexually frustrated too, but you don’t see me doing a hundred pull ups in the middle of the night.”

Jacob buried his nose in the crook of her neck and laughed.  “I love you,” he mumbled, breathing deeply and inhaling her scent.

Renesmee raked her fingers through the hair on the top of his head and pulled back.  He moaned softly as she yanked roughly and she breathlessly asked, “Do you like that?”

He laughed huskily and murmured, “I like everything you do to me.”  He tangled his fingers through her hair and pressed his lips to hers.  She nibbled his lower lip and when his tongue peeked out, she sucked it into her mouth and he growled.

They pulled away breathlessly and pressed their foreheads together.  Renesmee shuddered when Jacob lightly dragged his fingertips over her shoulders and down her back.  “So…” he began, trying to regulate his breathing, “are you gonna tell me about this job or what?”

Renesmee gave him a stern look and sarcastically retorted, “I’ve been waiting for you to take your tongue out of my mouth.”

Jacob stuck his tongue out at her and she responded by squeezing his cheeks. “Staahhpp!”

She released her hold on his face and chuckled.  “What do you wanna know?”

“Tell me everything,” he replied happily, leaning back on his flattened palms so he could look at her face while she spoke.

Renesmee twirled a lock of her hair between her fingers and shrugged.  “Rachel told me about it.  She said they needed an assistant in the preschool class.  I didn’t think I would get it, honestly.  I guess it helps that she’s the principal.”

Jacob watched as she nervously played with her hair.  “So...when do you start?”

“I need to go fill out some paperwork tomorrow and then school starts on Monday.”  She watched and waited for his reaction.  “I figured you’d have a problem with me working at the school on the reservation.”

“Why?”

“I’m not Quileute.  And you didn’t want me to get a job in the first place…” she dropped her gaze to his stomach, her fingers absently toying with the trail of hair above his waist.

Jacob leaned forward, bringing his hands up to cup her face.  “I don’t care that you’re not Quileute.  And I’m proud that you went after what you wanted.  I never knew that you wanted to work with kids.”

Renesmee nodded, beaming.  “I do.  I know I’m not really gonna to be a teacher, but Rachel says if I want to, I could start taking some night classes.”

“My mom was a teacher,” Jacob whispered sadly.  “Did you know that?”

Nessie nodded quickly, holding back tears that threatened to fall.  They wrapped their arms around each other as Jacob pulled her back and she snuggled against his chest.  “I love you, Jake...so much.”

“Not more than I love you, Ness,” he sighed, holding her even tighter.

…….

Renesmee squeezed the steering wheel tightly and smiled absently as her thoughts drifted to Jacob.  She had almost completed her first week at her new job and she really loved it.  She loved waking up in the morning with him and eating breakfast in bed together before she had to go to work.

Jacob had been working so hard with all the new repair jobs coming his way that he had been spending most of his evenings in the garage.  But Nessie was never very far away, sometimes falling asleep near him in the garage while she waited up for him.  That’s what happened last night and now she was feeling so sleepy driving home.

Jacob looked up from his spot on the couch when Nessie trudged through the doorway, kicking off her shoes and throwing her bag down.  She collapsed next to him on the couch and he sighed.  “Rough day, baby?”

Renesmee nodded, too tired to speak.  He pulled her across his lap and laughed softly.  When he ran his fingers through her hair, he noticed splotches of red and blue.  “What happened here?”

Nessie looked down at the strands and groaned, “We fingerpainted today.”

“You didn’t do a very good job if you got it in your hair,” he teased.

“Not me, you dork.  The kids did it,” she chuckled.

“And what’s this?” he asked, pointing to a small white handprint on the front of her jeans.

“Shaving cream.  I guess I missed that one,” she murmured and then yawned.

“Wanna go take a nap with me?” Jacob suggested sweetly.

Nessie held her hand over her mouth and yawned again as she nodded.  “I’m sorry, I’m just so…” her voice trailed off as she lost her balance as she tried to stand.  Jacob gripped her hips and steadied her before bringing her back down to his lap.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Jacob demanded as she pressed her fingers to her temples.

“Just got dizzy,” she mumbled.

“When did you eat last?”

Renesmee shrugged, “I ate breakfast with you this morning...and a couple animal crackers at snack time. Why?”

Jacob furrowed his brow in confusion.  “When was the last time you fed?”

She blinked quickly.  “What?”

“You know what I mean...on blood.  When was the last time?”

Renesmee shrugged.  “I can’t remember.”

“Ness...didn’t you go hunting with your family the day I started my physical therapy?  That was the last time?”

She dropped her gaze and shook her head.  “I didn’t feed that day.”

“Why not?” Jacob asked, his voice verging on angry.

“I got bored....and distracted.  I was worried about you so I left before we caught anything.”  She finally raised her eyes to meet his gaze and found his expression etched with worry.

“Oh Ness.  And you haven’t fed since?”

“No,” she replied softly.

He cringed, knowing that taking care of him and her new job hadn’t left her much extra time.  “It’s okay,” he reassured her.  “I’ll take care of you.”

Renesmee smiled a little as her head lolled back and she began to drift off.  “Don’t fall asleep yet,” he urged, pulling his shirt over his head.

He cradled the back of her head in his hand and brought her mouth close to his shoulder.  “Go ahead.  This is your favorite spot,” he reminded her, patting the curve of shoulder with his free hand.

She gazed up at him in confusion.  “Jake, no...I couldn’t.”

Jacob scowled.  “Don’t fight me on this, please.  You don’t have the strength to go hunt now, so this is the next best thing.”

Renesmee shook her head.  “I promised my parents I would never do this again.”

Jacob nodded, he remembered when she was younger and would get overly excited during their playtime and bite him.  He honestly didn’t care but the Cullens went ballistic on her, causing her to feel self-conscious around him, which he hated.  He saw that same look now and he cursed them for ever making her feel bad.

“I won’t look at you...go ahead,” he urged, turning away.

Renesmee looked down at his shoulder and sighed.  She knew how wrong this was, but she felt so weak.  She promised herself that she would only drink a little and just this one time.  When she lowered her lips to his skin, he shuddered.  She just licked his skin at first, but when she bit down, she could feel him hold his breath.

She waited for a sign from him that she should stop, but there was none so she began to drink.  Renesmee had forgotten how good his blood had tasted to her.  Suddenly she felt Jacob’s hands pressing against her backside and he was panting.  She became excited listening to his uneven breathing.

Renesmee started to worry that she was hurting him, but when reduced the pressure of her bite, he urged her on. “Don’t stop.”  His voice was breathless, he sounded...turned on.

Jacob slid his hands over her ass and up her back, his short nails raking over the skin under her shirt.  She had to force herself to break away from him, he tasted that good.  When she looked down at him, his desire was undeniable.  “Naughty,” she scolded playfully.

Jacob blushed and looked away.  “Sorry,” he muttered.  “I don’t know what came over me.”

She slid two fingers under his chin and urged him to meet her gaze.  “Well, you did say you like everything I do to you, so…”

He tipped his head back and she kissed the tip of his chin.  “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” she inquired when she noticed two tiny bruises starting to form on his shoulder.

Jacob raised his head slowly and nodded almost imperceptibly. “Yeah...but in a good way.”

Renesmee started to pout, but Jacob brushed his lips softly against hers and she opened her mouth, deepening the kiss.  He lifted her off the couch and carried her to their bed, gently setting her down on his side and climbing in with her, never breaking the kiss.

When she pushed him off of her and motioned for him to lie on his stomach, he furrowed his brow.  “What are you doing?”

“You did something nice for me,” she whispered into his ear as she straddled his backside, “and now I’m going to do something nice for you.”

“Ness, you don’t have to…” was all he managed to get out before she began kneading his muscles and he could no longer form a coherent thought.

She rubbed his back gently and then harder, depending on the noises he made.  He felt tense in his shoulders and she felt awful for making him worry like that.  She promised that she would take better care of herself if for no other reason than to keep him from worrying so much.  “Does that feel good?” she murmured, leaning close to his ear.

“That feels...yeah...right there is...oh wow…”

Renesmee dragged her lips over his traps and sighed.  “Still love your traps,” she reminded him.

He laughed huskily, turning his head slightly.  “I know that’s the real reason you’re back there,” he teased.

“Nope,” she argued playfully. “It’s so I can get a better view of your phenomenal ass.”

“The only phenomenal ass I've seen,” Jacob paused, pulled her off his back and pinned her to the mattress, “is this one right here.”

She gasped as he slid his hands under her and pulled her close.  He lowered his mouth to her cleavage and she ran her fingers through his hair.  When he rested his cheek on her stomach, she sighed happily.  He wrapped her up in his arms and they drifted off to sleep.

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A/N: I'm not sure how many more chapters of this story there will be.  I will be sad to see it end, but I'm already working on ideas for the next one.  I'm playing around with the idea of a Rachel and Paul fic next. What do you think?