The next week went by in a blur of sex and sleep. Jacob and Renesmee spent that first weekend in bed, learning each other's bodies. They barely ate or drank anything, hardly able to tear their mouths away from each other. When they did attempt a meal together, it was never finished.

When Monday rolled around, Ness was tempted to call off work. Jacob begrudgingly convinced her to go and promised he would work in the garage the whole time she was gone. She even stayed away longer by meeting up with Emmett for some workout time and a hunt. She needed her strength if she wanted to keep her Jacob sated. If that was even possible. Jacob missed her desperately when she was gone, but he showed his appreciation for her workout outfit when she returned home.

On Tuesday, she returned from work to find Embry and Quil being sent home. When she asked them why, they skeptically explained that Jacob had told them she was sick and needed the peace and quiet. She played along and told them goodbye, but when she entered their cabin, Jacob was waiting for her in his leather chair, naked and needy.

On Wednesday, she opted out of lunch with Rachel so she could rush home to her Jacob. She found him in the kitchen with a mouthful of food, which he nearly spat out when he saw her naked. He pressed her back onto the small table in the kitchen, but they couldn't stop laughing when it broke into pieces under their weight.

On Thursday, Renesmee didn't even make it inside the house after work, because Jacob was on the porch talking on the phone. Impatiently, she waited for him to end his conversation and when he didn't do that fast enough, she sat on the porch swing and peeled her clothes off in front of him. Suddenly he told his father he needed to go and stood over her as she peered up at him. She gasped when he carried her into the house and had his way with her while pressed against the back of the front door.

Today, Renesmee had got caught in the rain and came home to find Jacob crouched in front of the fireplace, it was ready and so was he. She knelt in front of him, her hair dripping wet and clothes clinging to her freezing cold skin. He peeled them from her body and wrapped her in his arms to help warm her.

She shivered as his large warm hands rubbed her body expertly and the fire blazed brightly. Jacob held her when a crack of thunder shook the cabin and she jumped. "Scared?" he asked, searching for her gaze.

Renesmee smiled up at him. "It just startled me. Nothing really scares me with you by my side," she admitted shyly.

His chest puffed up with pride, happy in the knowledge that she trusted him to keep her safe, because that was all he ever wanted to do. Jacob watched her lie back on the soft rug on the floor and he smiled as she crooked her finger, inviting him to join her.

She grew impatient waiting for him so she propped herself up on her elbows and let her thighs fall open. Jacob knelt between her knees and he kissed his way up from her ankle to her inner thigh. When he finished with one leg, he started with the other. Now he was resting comfortably on his stomach, her wetness mere inches from his mouth.

"Relax," he instructed as he nudged her thighs to open wider. When his mouth hovered above her, he waited for a sign to stop. He heard the hitch in her breath when he tasted her and saw the way she squeezed her own breasts. He brushed her hands away with one of his hands and took over giving her pleasure.

His free fingers were needed to slip inside her and add to the pleasure his tongue was providing. When he felt her tugging his hair and her thighs beginning to close, he knew he was on the right track. Admittedly they hadn't tried this before, but Jacob had become consumed with tasting her...everywhere.

Now her back was arching and hands gripping fistfuls of rug and her mouth was calling for him not to stop. He dove in deeper, teasing and swirling her most sensitive spot until her feet were planted on the floor and her hips were thrusting into his mouth. She grabbed his arms when her climax took hold and he felt those electric shocks blasting through him as she tumbled and convulsed below his lips.

Jacob held her against his mouth and continued to taste her until she pulled his hair and begged him to stop. "Please...I can't take any more..." she panted when he finally released her.

He gazed down at her, licking his lips and smiling as she continued to gasp for air. He curled up beside her, propped up on one elbow, not able to tear his eyes away from her sated expression. She blushed when she finally opened her eyes and saw him staring. She curled into his chest, burying her head under his chin and trying to hide from his intense eyes. "I just need another minute," she promised breathlessly.

"I can wait forever," he whispered as he her held even closer.

"Are you sure?" she mumbled against his chest, gripping his arousal and tugging gently. "You feel ready to me."

"I'm always ready for you," he groaned as she urged him to lie on his back.

Now it was her turn to stare at him and watch the way his face contorted when she held him in her hand. Without warning, Renesmee lowered her lips between his legs and took a little bit of him into her mouth. He glanced down at her beautiful face, her mouth engulfing him, her hair splayed all around him. The sight of her was just too much, the need to pull her hair and push deeper was too great. There was no way he could maintain control.

Renesmee gasped when he reached down, slid his hands around her upper arms and yanked her up to face him. "I wasn't done," she pouted.

"I surrender," he groaned.

She shifted slightly holding her hips just above his arousal. She pressed her palms to his chest and sank down on his full length. Jacob dug his fingers into her hips and arched his back. The first time he entered her each time they made love was always so good. "You're so wet."

"That's your fault," she teased. "You and that tongue of yours."

Jacob laughed as she sat up and began to rock her hips. Their lovemaking was always so intense, but they were forever talking and teasing and joking and laughing during it. Jacob wasn't sure this was what other couples did, but this is what they did and he loved every minute of it.

Renesmee leaned back, resting her palms on his knees, breasts pointing to heaven. She was panting harder and moving faster and he knew she was getting close. He smirked as he sat forward and pulled her to him, effectively throwing off her rhythm.

She cursed him under her breath for letting her get so close and then taking it all away. It was a game they played, one that extended their lovemaking and succeeded in torturing them both.

"So I'm a bastard now?" he repeated, his hearing sharp as ever.

Renesmee laughed as she snaked her hands around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. He held her ass in his hands as she rocked against him. "You're my bastard," she teased.

Jacob pulled her hair, forcing her head back and exposing her neck to his mouth. "I'm just better at this game than you are," he mumbled against her skin. "So don't be a sore loser, Ness."

"I haven't lost yet," she panted, arching her back and bucking faster. Her breasts were bouncing and he couldn't tear his eyes away.

He tried in vain to hold her still and keep his release at bay. Renesmee beamed thinking she would finally win, she would make him come first. Jacob was so close, but when he captured her nipple into his mouth and ran his tongue all around it, she came undone.

She quaked in his arms and called out his name. Jacob held off until she nibbled on his ear and breathed, "I love you." Then he tumbled too. His expression contorted adorably and she held his face in her hands thinking he was the most beautiful thing she had ever laid eyes on.

..........

Renesmee awoke later, noticing it was still light out. She smiled down at Jacob's sleeping figure wrapped around her. To say he loved cuddling would be an understatement. With the fire going and his elevated temperature, she was sweating.

She slipped out of his grasp and trudged down the hall to the bathroom. A cool shower was definitely in order. She let the freezing water cover her backside as she used the wall to hold herself up. She tipped her head from side to side, wanting the water to wash away the tension in her neck from sleeping on the floor.

She shivered from the cold and turned to change the water from cold to hot. As she began soaping her body, she felt warm hands smoothing over her wet skin. Jacob pulled her hair aside and kissed her neck.

Renesmee turned to face him, caught off guard by the expression in his dark eyes. She held her breath, wishing she could give him what his heart desired. He never spoke of trying to phase, but she knew he wanted to so badly. She even suspected that he had been going into the forest at night to try. But they never talked about it.

.......

Jacob smiled as he watched Nessie sit in front of his dresser drying her hair. When she started to apply her makeup, he furrowed his brow in confusion. "Are you going somewhere?"

She smiled at his reflection as she applied some lip gloss and eyeshadow. "No, I'm not." She swung around to face him and smirked. "We are going somewhere," she clarified.

Renesmee stood and chose some clothes for Jacob to wear and crossed the room to give them to him. "Get dressed...and don't pout."

Jacob exited their bedroom a little while later with a scowl on his face. He approached Ness as she stood in the open door, car keys in hand. "Can you at least tell me where we're going?" he asked.

"It's Friday night, we're going to the beach with the pack," she announced happily.

When she moved through the doorway, Jacob raised his arm and blocked her path. "You didn't even ask me," he growled, lowering his mouth to her ear.

"They're your pack...your friends! Why wouldn't we go?"

Jacob pinned her to the doorway with his huge frame. He gazed down at her, his eyes betraying the anger he pretended to have for her. "I don't want to be anywhere but here...with you."

Renesmee nodded and slid her hands up his chest. "Well, I'm hungry and we've barely left this house in a week. So we're going...and that's that."

Nessie slid her hand into Jacob's and pulled them to the car. He stayed put as she yanked on him, but he was unmovable. "I haven't agreed to go."

"You never tell me no...ever," she reminded him as she pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"Well maybe I am now."

Renesmee looked at him closely and then decided to call his bluff. "No problem," she replied nonchalantly, releasing her grip from his hand. "I can go alone."

Jacob scowled as he watched her bound down the stairs and climb into the Mustang. He grumbled as he joined her before she even had a chance to start the car. "We never do what I wanna do," he groused.

She gripped the back of his neck and pulled his face to hers. "Do this for me...and I'll do anything you want tonight when we get home."

Jacob licked his lips and smiled, his mind conjuring up all kinds of good ideas. "You got yourself a deal," he murmured before capturing her mouth in a searing kiss.

Renesmee smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around him. She loved his little temper tantrums and how he pretended that he could ever be mad at her. But most of all, she loved him and how much he loved her.