Frozen Treat: Jalil Clearwater/Nessie Black Part2

[Amorentia]

Jalil POV 

Somewhere between waking and sleep I  felting the welcoming curves of a woman in my arms. My hand traveled over the feminine line of her body, uncharacteristically cool to my touch. Finding a handful of curly hair, it felt familiar. My lips feel on a heart shaped mouth finding a candy sweet tongue waiting for mine.

Rolling on top of her body, my fingers gained ground in her hair, my other hand holding onto the round if her hip. My eyes opened seeing the pretty oval face infront of me. Her catlike eyes smiled up at me.

"How are you doing today, Creamcicle?" I asked licking my lips at the feel of her body as it moved against mine. "Better?"

Loving the feeling of a warm body melding with my own, I couldn't help but lean into him. He was taking such good care of me and I thought I could get used to this treatment. I gave him my best grin to show that I was feeling more than okay at that moment. "I'm feeling much better now."

"The day's just begining." My lips teased her mouth savoring the new sensation of her cool breath on my warm skin. The icy feel of her hands on my bare back made me curious. Pulling back I looked at her a second giving her a moment of out in case she wanted it. Her dark eyes were unwavering as she pulled my headback to hers where our lips met in a slow, sensual kiss. It was time to give Creamsicle some of the attention she's been missing.

Tracing the long line of her neck, I paid some extra sensitive care to the bruises that Vampire left on her neck.  He should be ashamed of himself for bruising something so beautiful. Kissing down her body, I found each bruise he left marking up her perfect skin by handling her more roughly than she deserved.

One item of clothing at a time I undressed her leaving no part of her skin unloved. Undoing her pants, I turned her over kissing down her back as I slid her bottoms. With a hand leading the way, I moved down her round backside to kiss the tender skin of her upper thigh, my nose skimming her rear. 

Down her lean leg my lips left sugary kisses to the bend of her knee. Taking her tiny foot in my hand, I gave a bit of TLC to the inside of her ankle. The angelic sound she made when my palms smoothed over the length of her leg, was like honey to my ears. Here was this precious girl trying to be as bad as she believed herself to be. But she wasn't bad. She was like a rare, precious gem that deserved to be adored. Picking her up off the bed, I wrapped my arms around him holding her tight a moment while I kissed the side of her neck telling her with my lips brushing her ear, "You're so sweet, you know that?"

Turning her over, I laid her back down with my hand behind her neck for my lips to make their way back down her body. Part of me wondered how many licks does it take to get to the creamy center of a Creamcicle. I was about to find out.

The precious darling sang moans as sweet as a Nightengale. Dawning my protective gear,  she wrapped her legs around me as I slid into her, smiling at the senstation of her Winter cool around me Summer hot. Taking my time, I manuvered her body in everyway I could think of to maximize her pleasure. Everytime she became upclose and personal with her pleasure, she softened more in my arms.

Somewhere along the way, this wild child in her came out in her. I had to hold on tight to her as she unleashed the savage side of herself - without the biting - that drove me wild. Driving our bodies together, my sweat cooling on her skin, out bodies met the peak of ecstasy with each other. Looking down on her, the smile she gave me went deeper than the surface. It was breathtaking. Pressing my lips to hers I knew I had another two hours before I was on Guard duty. My mind started planning things we could do to strengthing the sincerity of her smile.

As soon as I could, I went back to the Rez figuring it was best for me to talk to Jacob personally before he before he heard what went down second hand from someone else. I broke it down the best way I could,  "I have some good news and bad news for you. Good news, I took care of your girl for you. Bad news. I took care of your girl for you." He took it surprisingly well with a shrug that made me sad for him. He had a heavingly creature within his reach that had just enough demon to be a freak in the sheets, and he walked away. I understand, she killed him. But he asked for it. It wasn't an unprovoked attack.

That night I sent her a box of orange cream fudge with a note: Creamsicle, take care of yourself. Don't let yourself fall through the cracks. You deserve better than that. With affection. ~ J

Read the whole thing from Nessie's POV HERE

Nessie Cullen written by Nessie_Jacob. Jalil Clearwater written by Amorentia.

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