A/N: Just a short one shot. Had to get it out of my system. It's an itch I've wanted scratched for a while now and I needed to get rid of my writer's block somehow. I'm hoping it works. Enjoyxxx

Disclaimer: Twilight and all it's recognizable characters belong to the brilliant Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended.

P.S: Don't know why, but for some reason Roxette's 'How do you do' and 'Sleeping in my car' was playing over and over in my mind for this one. Just seemed to get me all worked up. (Two brilliant oldies that I haven't heard in a long time)

Lost in those eyes

Bella lifted her head and found him looking at her, again. He was always watching her with those dark eyes that made her stomach knot up and her heart race - eyes that devoured her piece by piece and made her weak at the knees. She couldn't remember the last time someone had looked at her the way he did right now. With so much want flashing in those obsidian eyes.

Bella shuffled uncomfortably, rubbed her thighs together and forced her eyes back to Embry who was standing in the middle of Sam's living room, talking about the bonfire they would be throwing tomorrow night, while familiar favorites bled from vintage speakers on an old, rickety cabinet in the corner. Just a little more bass would be all it took to blow the cabinet to smithereens.

"You in, Bella?" Jake asked from next to her, squeezing her shoulder.

"Yeah." She nodded, offering Jacob a brief smile before flicking her eyes back up to the man standing across from Jake, and met his hungry gaze boldly. Would he also be there tomorrow? She was addicted to the looks he gave her and these days it was hard not to find herself wondering when she'd see him again.

Bella's eyes slid down from his penetrating gaze and over his well-defined body; his tight abs rippled under a threadbare, white t-shirt that strained dangerously over his bulky torso. He subtly adjusted himself in his faded jeans with a large toffee hand and Bella found herself wondering if that impressive bulge pushing against his fly was for her. She suppressed the urge to lick her lips and instead captured her bottom lip between two pearly whites to suppress a wanton groan. God, what she wouldn't give to spend the night in his bed. In his arms. Under him while he made her cum.

But things weren't so easy, were they?

She was dating Jake. Had been now for three years, and things were going great.

No! That was a flat out lie. Complete bullshit!

Their relationship had watered down to a few quick fucks a week, if at all, and a small peck on the lips before one of them had to get out of bed and go home. They never spent the night together anymore. Maybe they just weren't in love like they used to be. Not like they had been in the beginning, when they couldn't seem to get enough of each other.

Jake was kind and sweet. He had a gentle touch which transferred to the bedroom as well. Nothing rough or fierce. No wild, passionate sex or earth shattering orgasms. That just wasn't who he was. Lately their relationship felt more like a friends with benefits thing. She fed him, fucked him and that was about it. Lukewarm sex was the best way to describe it. They'd occasionally watch television together, or he'd play Xbox and she'd read about steaming romances. Ardent and fiery hot nights of sex. She longed to feel the way the characters in those books did, even if it was for just one night.

He was still looking at her, and Jacob was oblivious. They were all standing together around the drinks table and no one noticed the 'fuck me now' looks they exchanged. Not a single one of them.

Bella tore her eyes away from him and whispered into Jake's ear. "I'm going to head down to the beach for a while. I need some air."

He frowned momentarily, eyes flitting between hers like he was trying to read her. She gave him a mollifying smile which seemed to appease him.

"Just be careful," He warned. "It's dark and you're a magnet for trouble."

Bella nodded, "I know."

With a quick, reassuring squeeze of his hand, she weaved through their circle of friends, doing her best to avoid the pair of eyes that she knew would be watching her, and headed for the door. The atmosphere was becoming stifling and she needed fresh air to cool her raging hormones. She needed to get away from his piercing stare. The stare that made heat and desire pool between the apex at her thighs. The stare that made her ache and pulse wantonly. It was simply too much for her desperate body to handle. What if Jake caught scent of her arousal and realized that it wasn't because of him?

"You okay?" Leah asked, concern etching her beautiful features as Bella brushed past her through the door and onto the porch. Bella steadied herself against the weathered wood railing and dragged in a desperate lungful of cold sea air, nodding without looking at her friend.

She pulled another calming breath in through her nose, before turning her head to look over her shoulder at Leah, giving her a wan smile. "I'll be back soon. Just need some air."

Leah was the only one who knew how unsatisfied Bella was in her relationship with Jake. How trapped she felt some days. Leah also knew about him and how he affected her. She had spent countless nights encouraging Bella to dig deep, find her balls, and try it on with him for one night, just to see how it felt. Bella always vehemently refused, like the coward she was. She didn't want to hurt Jacob.

"Okay," Leah gave her a sympathetic smile. "Just be safe. Shout if you're in trouble."

"Yeah," Bella sighed.

The wind blew across the dark ocean, whipping up ripples over the unusually tame waters, and brought with it the calming, salty air that Bella craved right now. Small waves lapped at the ivory sand and threatened to lick her toes. She retreated slowly and found a dry patch of sand to sit down on. Bella sighed, flipped over the collar of her jacket and pulled it up to her ears to shield herself from the frigid night air. She usually loved how it burned her nose and cheeks, but it had just too much of an icy bite tonight. Hot summer nights were fewer and further apart these days as Autumn slowly inched closer and diluted the sweltering heat to cooler, overcast days and even colder nights. She was going to miss the warmer days and skimpy clothes. But most of all, she was going to miss how his eyes traveled over her exposed legs and stomach when they all went down to the beach for a swim.

"What are you doing here all by yourself?" A voice startled her from her thoughts.

It was him.

Just the sound of his creamy, debonair bass rumbling against the shell of her ear, made her toes curl and her insides clench deliciously. Wetness pooled in her panties as a rough hand stoked sensuously down her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in it's fiery wake.

"I-" She stared up into his dark eyes. She didn't know what to say.

He grabbed her arm, yanked her flush up against him and then his lips were on hers...

In a smooth shift of his arms, he had her pulled up against his chest, her legs circling his muscular waist and her heels digging securely into his tight ass. His mouth mashed against hers and tasted her, teeth tugging at her bottom lip in a heated plea for entrance. She parted her lips, allowing his tongue to slip in and meet hers with passionate demand.

This is so wrong. What about Jacob? Bella's conscience reminded her, while watching her immodest display from the sidelines with narrowed eyes and crossed arms. She pushed the nagging voice down and ground herself against him for friction.

"Jesus!" He panted into her mouth and rammed his denim-covered erection into her core.

Bella threw her head back and cried out silently. He was lighting her body on fire and they haven't even started.

A large hand trailed from her shoulder and into the hair at the base of her neck, fisting her ebony curls into his fingers. He tugged roughly, exposing her neck to him and licked and nipped at her over-sensitive skin. He ground himself into her again with bucking hips, letting her know what he wanted from her. What he needed...

"Oh my god!" Bella cried out as an unexpected orgasm ripped her body to shreds from the inside out. Her chest heaved and her body trembled as she clung to him desperately. He wasn't even inside of her yet and already he'd made her cum.

He pulled back to see her face once her breathing calmed down, and carefully stroked his knuckles down her cheek. "You are so fucking beautiful like this." He whispered and captured her lips in a sensuous kiss, tongues dancing languidly together. She heard him zip down his fly and push her panties aside under her skirt. A stray finger dipped into her core, making her body jerk in surprise. He pulled it out and held it to her lips. "Taste." He ordered.

Bella found herself obliging and parted her lips.

He slowly slipped his slick finger into her mouth and whispered, "I want you to know what you taste like when you're with me. What I do to you without even fucking you."

She flicked out her tongue and licked his finger tentatively. She'd never done something like this before. It tasted good - sweet and tangy and it turned her on even more. Her lips closed around his finger as he arched a questioning brow at her. He was waiting for her to tell him how she tasted to herself. She closed her eyes and moaned shamelessly. "Hmmm..."

"Good girl." His gruff voice left her panting like a fucking hussy.

And then he thrust himself deep into her without warning or apology.

He caught her cries between velvety lips as he stretched her body to fit him. He was so much larger than Jake, leaving her walls burning as it adjusted to the welcome intrusion of his thick cock. She loved how he filled her so completely and found her clit throbbing in anticipation of the pleasure awaiting her.

He pulled his hips back and thrust into her again, harder this time, lips still joined to mute their pleasure to the unsuspecting ears of the pack, where they were gathered and celebrating Leah's birthday at Sam's house.

He kept up his labored thrusts, taking her body higher and higher with each undulation of his strong hips. "You have no idea how much I've wanted this. For how long I've wanted you." He grunted in her ear, grabbed a breast and squeezed it. He wasn't satisfied and his warm fingers soon worked their way up under her t-shirt and to her bra. He pulled the cup down with two fingers, making her breast spill out from it's confinement. He rolled a taut pink nipple between two rough fingers, forcing her body to respond. Her hips arched savagely into him, and she bit down hard on her swollen bottom lip to stop herself from moaning out loud.

God it was such a rush! Here he was, fucking her in the middle of nowhere and at any given moment they could be caught by Jake, who might come down to look for her. But even if she cared about that right now, she was sure his wolf hearing would pick up on any unwanted intruders. He would probably slip them into the bushes near by, but by god she wasn't going to let this man stop what he was doing to her body. All she wanted right now was him, deeply buried inside of her. To hell with the consequences...

Bella's hands traveled up under his shirt and over those washboard abs, trailing lazily over every dip and swell. "You're so fucking sexy. And I think I've wanted this just as much as you have." She whispered. "I've wanted you since the fist time you eye fucked me at Leah's house, six months ago." She panted and trailed hot, open mouthed kisses up to his five o'clock shadow, teeth sinking into his flesh there.

"Christ, Bella!" Stop it or you'll make me cum." He bucked his hips forcefully into hers in reprimand.

"Okay." She heaved through burning lungs and nodded in understanding. "Don't cum. Not just yet. I need more." She replaced her teeth with her tongue and worked her way up to his lips, licking the smooth skin of his defined mouth and tasted the remnants of the beer he drank earlier. "You taste so good." She whispered against his lips.

"Can't be better than how you taste." He grunted and increased his pace.

With slapping skin and merciless thrusts, he slowly worked her up to her second orgasm. He slid his hand over her exposed thigh and over her ass, slapping her against her freezing skin. It stung and forced a surprised cry from her lax lips.

"Shhh." He put a finger to her lips and tried to suppress a grin.

"Sorry." She whispered and nipped at his dimpled chin. She wasn't sorry, though. Not one bit. She loved what he did to her and how her body reacted.

He dipped her backwards, pushed her shirt up and settled his hot lips over a taut nipple. He sucked and pulled at the sensitive skin, pushing her even higher. "Oh god!" She cried. "Too much!" Her body wasn't used to this kind of attention; this sheer amount of sensation. He was going to make her explode.

A stray hand tiptoed it's way down between their joined bodies, his fingers tweaking her pulsing clit while violent hips ground with circular thrusts into her.

She sucked in a whooping breath, her nails digging into the white cotton stretched dangerously over his biceps and let go as a riptide of ecstasy pulled her under. Her eyes squeezed shut from the pure pleasure and her cries were caught against the hot, toffee skin of his shoulder as she trembled in his arms.

He growled in her ear and cursed as her body convulsed around him. "Jesus, Bella. You feel so fucking good around my cock."

His pace slowed now to rough, deliberate and uneven thrusts, bringing her slowly back up from the blissful crash that had threatened to drown her mere seconds ago. His cock slid effortlessly in and out from between her slick folds, coaxing soft moans from over her swollen lips and swallowed them down eagerly with his scorching mouth. He was close. She could feel his muscles start to tighten thrust by thrust, and his grip on her tightened just a little bit more.

"I bet Jake never fucks you like this, does he?" He whispered into her ear with a rasping grunt. He grabbed her hips and gave a sharp buck of his own to emphasize his point.

"Never!" She mewled and clawed against his back to find purchase.

"I want to be the only one that makes you cum and scream out in pleasure." He bit down on the skin at the base of her jaw, probably leaving a bruise. She couldn't care less. She just wanted to keep hearing his silky voice while he worked her up to another peak. "And when he fucks you, I hope you think of me..."

That did it!

His words turned her on so much that it pushed her over the edge for the third time tonight. Bella clamped down violently around his throbbing cock, milking him without remorse and reveled in the heat seeping deep into her core as his seed coated her insides with rugged and forceful hips, while he groaned her name against her shoulder.

"Jesus Christ, Sam." Bella panted and looked up into his eyes. Those eyes. The ones that made her lose her mind...and all her morals. "That was-"

"...so fucking good!" He completed her sentence.

"Better than good." She grinned, trying to get her runaway breathing under control. Her toes were still tingling from the pleasure she had experienced in his arms and she wished that she could keep hanging onto this amazing feeling forever.

Sam carefully set her down on her feet, keeping hold of her arm as her knees wobbled precariously. "You okay?"

"Yeah." She blushed and smiled up at him. "I'm good, thanks." She adjusted her soaking panties and pulled down her skirt. "What now? How do we go back without rousing suspicion?" She frowned and looked at her feet. "I mean, everyone is gonna smell you on me. For at least a week still. Any ideas of how we can avoid the situation?"

"Actually..." He smirked. "I think I just might have the perfect plan..."

A/N: Let me know what you thought... And did you expect it to be Sam? If you're interested in more, let me know. I might continue the story depending on the responses/reactions I get. And if you're happy with it just the way it is (as a one shot)...tell me.