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A Change of Heart

This is set during New Moon, and Edward never came back. Bella finds herself questioning her feelings for Jake and trying to decide if she should take their relationship to the next level.

I don't own these characters obviously! But I do enjoy writing about them :)

3. Chapter 3-Chocolate Ice Cream

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I hadn’t realized how deep in thought I must’ve been because when I snapped out of it, Jacob was softly snoring. Poor guy, he was exhausted. He was sitting up but leaned over onto the armrest of the couch and he looked uncomfortable, but his snores said otherwise. I watched his beautiful features, peaceful in sleep, and his strong, sturdy chest, breathing in and out. I wanted to touch him, to hold him, but I didn’t want to wake him, or confuse him. As I sat a while longer, I knew I couldn’t resist just one touch. I leaned over and ever so gently, stroked his cheek with my finger. His skin was unbelievably warm and soft. I then very slowly traced my finger down to his lips. Full and perfect. They were even softer than I had imagined. I wanted to kiss him. I needed to kiss him. He seemed so sound asleep, but I decided to make sure.

“Jake? Jacob?” I whispered. He didn’t budge and he seemed to be in even deeper sleep than before. I decided to be brave and do what I wanted to do. It would be easier this way because he wouldn’t ask questions and I wouldn’t have to hide my blushing from him. I leaned over with trepidation, and sooo gently, placed the lightest kiss upon his lips. It was just how I thought it would feel, warm and soft, and so fulfilling. I moved away quickly, pleased with my sneakiness and accomplishment, and I leaned back into my side of the couch and closed my eyes with satisfaction.

“Bella...” my eyes popped open and I looked over to see Jacob staring at me. His eyes full of confusion, weariness, but most of all desire. “You just...you...you kissed me.” it was a statement but his inflection made it sound more like a question. “What..just happened?” he continued. “Were you sleep kissing? Or was that...on purpose?”

I couldn’t think of the right words to say, so I just sat there. Caught in the act and feeling ashamed. Why had I done that? I should’ve know that it would backfire. I had never been remotely sneaky or smooth before in my life. Why would I think that could suddenly change? I knew I had to say something, and his eyes were burning into me..so I just blurted something out.

“How ‘bout that rain huh? That was really something! It looks like it has stopped now, so maybe I should just be going.” I got up and started for the door, having no idea what I was doing.

“Bella, it’s midnight, and you’re not going anywhere.” he grabbed my arm and turned me around and before I knew it his lips were on mine. His warm, soft, full lips were connected to mine and they were burning with passion. A passion that I had never felt from him before. It far exceeded the passion that he had for his car even. This passion was all for me, and I was overwhelmed. With that one kiss, all of my embarrassment went out the window, and I let myself go. My lips parted in pleasure and I felt his warm tongue glide smoothly into my mouth. It found my tongue and they twirled and rubbed against each other as our lips continued to meet. Then he broke free and looked at me, waiting for a reaction.

“I...I...am so in love with you Jacob,” I confessed and tears started forming. I tried to hold them back but one escaped and trickled down my cheek, the traitor. Jacob’s face expressed awe, shock, and bliss all at the same time.

“Bella, ohhh Bella, I’ve only ever dreamed that I would hear those words from you. I love you so damn much. I love you, I love you, I love you.” The words he said had as much passion as his kiss. He pulled me tightly to him and I heard him sniffling. I looked up and saw that tears had formed in his eyes too. It was the most intense, romantic, and erotic moment I had ever had. So far at least. I couldn’t help but smile when I thought about the fact that we had the whole night together still. But I would be happy to just hold each other all night long. There were however, a few other things that I wanted to try, and I thought about them as I felt his perfectly hard body against mine. I was after all, only human, and he was well..mostly human, and he was so hot.

We were still holding each other when I heard a loud grumble. I soon realized it was my stupid stomach. I hadn’t eaten anything substantial since dinner and I was usually asleep by now and able to ignore the hunger. Jacob chuckled into my hair, and then his stomach grumbled in response. We both laughed at the mood killer, and he kissed me on the forehead.

“I think we have some ice cream..does that sound good?” he questioned.

“That sounds great.” I smiled. While he was getting the stuff out, I excused myself to the bathroom so I could really think about what had just happened. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I had kissed Jacob. Jacob had kissed me. This was like a dream. I splashed my face with water and combed through my hair again. Those tangles were a constant problem. When I returned Jacob had quite the set up out on the coffee table. He had two bowls of chocolate ice cream, his having about 6 scoops and mine having 2, a can of whipped cream, chocolate syrup and maraschino cherries. I went to join him on the couch and we began assembling our sundaes. As I attempted to put the whipped cream on mine, the can betrayed me and it ended up spraying everywhere. Jacob laughed and ran to get a towel, he promptly cleaned it all up and I chuckled at my awkwardness. I looked up at him and saw that he was staring at me. His eyes full of desire.

“You..have some on your lips..may I?” He began to lean it and I of course let him. He took his tongue and softly traced my lips. When he pulled away I saw the whipped cream on his tongue and he sensually brought it into his mouth and swallowed. I gulped. I wanted him. So badly. He smiled at me and went back to his ice cream. He was obviously restraining himself for my benefit. But I didn’t want him to restrain. It was then that I did something bold, that would most likely not work out, because trying to be sexy did not come naturally to me. I reached into the bowl, and got some whipped cream on my finger, and put it on my lips once more, but this time purposefully. He looked very pleased as I did so, and quickly leaned in again. This time, he full on kissed me. Licking up all of the cream and then rewarding my lips with precious time with his. I pulled away this time. I got more whipped cream, and I put it on his lips. I mimicked his actions on my lips and he let out a small moan. That moan, that beautiful moan. I had to hear it again. That little noise made the ache begin between my legs. An ache that I was familiar with being as Edward was constantly teasing me. That’s all he would do was tease, because he couldn’t take it any further. But with Jacob, I could take it further. That thought excited me.

“Bella..” he groaned into my lips. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me. I am in such a trance right now. This can’t be real.” His eyes fluttered back as I began kissing down his neck. His chest was bare, as usual, and I ran my hands over the sculpted muscles. I was going to get more whipped cream and put it on his chest, but I couldn’t waste anymore time with it. I just wanted him. I got up as sexily as I could, and began walking to his bedroom, without ever taking my eyes off of him. This was a mistake though, because I bumped into a bookshelf in the hallway and caused several books to fall to the ground. He chuckled loudly and came over to me. I was bending down to pick the books up and my blushing was out of control, when he scooped me up in his arms.

“Forget the books Bella,” he said with abandon and he carried me into his room. He so very gently placed me on his bed, and lay next to me. He lay like that for a few minutes, just looking into each other’s eyes. Him tracing patterns on my arm, and me shivering at his very touch. He thought the shivering indicated that I was cold, so he turned me around and held me tight with my back against his chest. The warmth felt unbelievable, but what felt even more so, was the hard protrusion that I could feel in my back. Jacob was turned on, he was hard, and it was all because of me. That caused the ache to become a throb in between my legs. I sighed loudly and lifted his hand and began kissing his fingertips. He moaned with each kiss and this encouraged me to take one of his fingers slowly into my mouth. I sucked on it gently and his breathing became ragged.

“Ahh..don’t tease me...” he begged. But I continued to suck, and I felt him get even harder and grow against me. He freed his hand from my grasp and reached down under my shirt. He ran his fingers softly along my stomach, tickling and tracing around my navel. It gave me goosebumps, but wonderful ones. Then his hand started going slowly upward. I wasn’t wearing a bra, because I was rather small chested and I really didn’t need one at night. Even though they were small, they were perky and perfectly formed and I had always been quite proud of them. Jacob had already seen them too, I remembered and blushed. But he had not felt them..yet. His fingers stopped hesitantly at my ribcage.

“Can I touch you?” he asked sincerely. He really didn’t know it was okay? Instead of answering I reached and pushed his hand up for him. He moaned loudly in response. His thumb and index finger found my nipple, and gently pinched it, and then he cupped my breast and squeezed lightly. It felt amazing. I moaned with each little touch he gave me.

“I didn’t think it was possible for me to get more turned on, but when you moan, I somehow get even harder Bella.” He admitted in a raspy voice. With his admission that he was hard, I couldn’t control myself anymore. I could feel that he was hard, but with him acknowledging it, it just seemed more real. I turned around to face him, and began kissing his chest. He let out surprised groans as I kissed down his stomach. I felt so brave, like I could do anything. It was that courage that prompted me to touch him. I felt his hard, beautiful desire, through his shorts and it was big.

“Baby..Bella...I..I..that...feels..soo...good.” he barely choked out. I continued to stroke it, and he reached down to me. His hand found my center through my shorts, and he began to rub as well. I knew he could feel how wet I was, even through the fabric and we both began to moan so loudly. He were stroking each other, and kissing each other, and it was all too much. It was just teasing, and I needed something real. So I reached into his shorts, and I pulled out his perfect manhood. It was long, and thick, and rock hard. I began stroking it with more intent, and he in turn, reached into my shorts, and began really touching me. He rubbed my swollen spot, and gently slid a finger into me. I urged him on and he added another.

“You’re so wet baby, you feel so warm and amazing,” he said so erotically.

“You’re so hard, and you feel incredible in my hand.” I realized I was talking dirty, something I had never done before, and I loved it. He moaned as I said the words. We continued to stroke and rub and pleasure each other when I felt something building inside of me. Something I had never felt before. There was intense pressure and I didn’t know what to think of it. Right when I was going to ask him to stop because I thought there was something wrong, I exploded. In the most wonderful, amazing, pleasurable, incredible, unbelievable way. I screamed aloud as I felt the waves course through me. He continued to touch me but he became more gentle as I became more tender down there. When it was over, I realized I had stopped touching him all together because I was so distracted. I looked down though and he seemed harder than ever. I had just had my first orgasm, and it did not disappoint.

“That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen or felt.” Jacob looked truly amazed as he said it. “Are you okay?”

“I am...” I struggled to find the word. “Amazing. That couldn’t have felt better, and you made it happen. You are incredible, do you know that?” I asked and he blushed. “Now I need to make you feel that way.” I said sexily and I began reaching down to him.

“Bella, you really don’t have to..I mean, I’m so happy just to make you feel that way. We can stop there tonight and just relax and go to sleep.” he said it with sincerity and it just made me want to touch him more. I propped myself up on my elbow and stared at him dreamily.

“I want to make you feel the way that I feel Jake.” Suddenly I was curious if he had ever done anything like this before. “Jake..have you ever..done that to a girl before?” he shook his head and I could tell he was being honest. “Have you ever...been touched like that before?” he answered no. “Have you ever...gotten a blow job before?” at that his eyes got huge.

“No Bella, I haven’t, and please don’t rush into anything you’re not ready for. A lot has happened tonight and the last thing I want is for us to move too fast and you to regret it all in the morning. We have plenty of time sweetheart, plenty of time for that.” he kissed my forehead and I sighed loudly. I didn’t know if he really didn’t want one or if he was just trying to protect my innocence, but I could feel sleep beginning to take me. That orgasm had made me relax so much and my eyes began to flutter and close.

“That’s right honey, just go to sleep,” he said soothingly and was stroking my arm so sweetly. That’s all it took, and I fell asleep, basking in the afterglow.