Disclaimer: I wish I wrote Twilight, but since I didn't, that means that none of this belongs to me. If anyone comes across a spare Jake, please let me know, I'm in need of one

It had been a long time since I had seen him, I thought as I drove back along the highway towards my childhood home and the guy who had been my best friend all those years before.

I thought about all the things we'd done together - how he'd teased me when I refused to grow above 5" 2, and how I teased him back about his persistently a squeaky voice. Our fathers still told the embarrassing stories of our antics from when we were small and inseparable.

And here I was heading home once again. It had been too long, but the only fault had been mine - I couldn't face going back, so much had changed; I'd changed. And now I was ready to go back, I knew it in my heart. I knew that I had to return to appease my childhood ghosts, even if I was as terrified as hell about the whole thing. I had to do this now before I chickened out. And part of that was seeing him again.

I was in for a shock though. As I drove into the small town of Forks, time seemed to have stood still - the shop fronts were still the same, their creaky signs blowing gently in the breeze, and the old, faded awnings hanging the same as always.

I decided to stop off at the small convenience store on my way to Charlie's house to pick up a gift, having forgotten in my usual rush to leave, and pulled into the nearest parking space, getting out of the car awkwardly after sitting for so long, and almost tripping over, except for the large russet arms that caught me before I could hit the ground. Holy… words failed as I looked up and up at my huge rescuer, gasping in astonishment, and feeling wetness pooling between my legs. Wow, they sure did grow them big here. I licked my lips, suddenly dry and opened my mouth to thank him, but he smiled and spoke first.

"You ok there?" his voice was even huskier and more smooth than I'd imagined, and I felt weak all over again, but pulled my frazzled brain together enough to nod and force some kind of smile onto my face before attempting to right myself. This however failed, because he didn't let go. I frowned up at him and he smiled down, his deep brown eyes telling me he knew exactly what he was up to, and that he wasn't going to let me go any time soon. I found my voice eventually, and whispered a breathy thank you in his direction. He chuckled silkily and pulled me upright, close to his massive chest before propping me up on my car and taking a step back to look at me, his hands still firmly round my waist. I took the opportunity to gaze at him too, he seemed even bigger from here. They really did grow them big.

I placed my hands lightly on his bare chest to brace myself, and heard him hiss gently as I watched his muscles relaxing and contracting in time with my movements. It was my turn to chuckle, and then bite my lips as his grip tightened noticeably and he continued looking me up and down, his glance not wavering. I held back a moan as his eyes darkened noticeably, not used to this sudden connection with a complete stranger. I felt my panties become moister as his eyes locked on mine, and he leaned in to kiss me. Whatever I was expecting, this was not it. Despite the ferocity with which he attacked my lips, there was no denying that they were soft and full and warm, and he tasted good - musky and manly; I wanted more.

As he crushed me to him, it was clear that the same thing was going through his mind. My brain was frantically trying to catch up with me, was I really about to go somewhere with this stranger in a town I deliberately hadn't been back to for about 10 years? My inner goddess told me to shut up and go for it, besides, how long was it since I'd had this reaction, or any reaction, to someone, and I really was a sucker for big guys. My inner goddess raised an eyebrow; reminding me that he must be big if the rest of him was anything to go by. Huge more like, lucky me! I grinned back at her, as she began to dance round the room in joy.

He must have noticed my mental deliberations, as he pulled back slightly to look at me and raised an eyebrow of his own, tugging at my hips gently. I bit my lip and looked back at him and then nodded again. He grinned and growled softly before letting go of me and taking one hand, leading me out of the parking lot and down the street. I remembered just in time to point my key at the car to lock it before following him wordlessly.

A short while later, my heart having been thumping in my chest so loudly I thought surely everyone must have been able to hear it, he stopped in front of a small neat house and let me in, shutting the door firmly behind me before pinning me against the door and attacking my lips again. I moaned against his lips as his tongue swiped at my lips, tasting me delicately, before becoming more persistent and demanding entry. It opened my lips, and our tongues tangled impatiently, more wetness pooling between my legs. This was not going to be gentle, and I didn't want gentle. I wanted the raw power and sex that this man exuded. And I wanted him now.

He must have sensed this urgency in me, as his hands made their way up from my hips, where he'd placed them and running them up the sides of my breasts into my hair, me arching against him at the sensations. He had big hands too, and I wanted to know what else he could do with those hands of his. As if reading my thoughts again, he placed his hands back on my hips and lifted me up, so I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me, moving fast and still kissing me hard, through the house and up the stairs, only stopping when he hit the king-size bed and gently laying me down on it, his weight resting on top of me deliciously.

He moved back, gazing down at me again, and then rested back on his heels, reaching down to pull off my shirt and then my bra, savouring the view but still evidently impatient. I moaned harder, wanting his touch, but also wondering what he was going to do next. I had my answer as he bent down again and took one of my hard nipples in his mouth, sucking gently while palming the other breast. I gasped and arched at the sensation, but before I could do anything more, he'd switched and was suckling at my other breast instead, the swift change in sensations increasing my want.

He chuckled huskily at my expression as he pulled away again, I realised I must look bereft of something - of him, but it didn't last long. Impatiently, he moved his hands back down to my waist and unzipped my jeans, pushing them and my panties down my legs in one movement. I gasped softly as his fingers skimmed my legs and then lifted my hips to let him pull my clothes all the way off. When he tossed them on the floor, he paused again, taking in the view. Growing impatient again, I reached up and tried to pull him down to me again, but he resisted, instead drawing lazy lines down my body towards my aching pussy with his fingers. I hissed softly as his fingers skimmed my bare flesh, wanting more than just his fingers on my stomach. He soon obliged, and I felt his fingers part my legs before ghosting over my pussy, and then gently stroking my clit, eliciting more moans from me, he grinning down at me as if my noises were his favourite sound, and at how wet he obviously found me.

Again, he moved fast and I was left wanting more, but again, he wasn't leaving. He twisted on the bed and pulled off his shorts. Wow, I was right, he was big. Not only that, he'd been commando. My favourite. I licked my swollen lips appreciatively, and he crawled up my body slowly, fluttering delicate kisses on my skin as he went. When he was directly above me, he looked down at me, and I moaned back at him, incapable of thought, let alone speech.

He paused again, and I frowned up at him, needing him inside me now, Hard, Fast.

He chuckled again, and we both groaned as he pushed into me, filling me so completely. It felt amazing. He waited again, and I was glad, giving me time to adjust to his enormity. When he began to thrust, I arched with him, meeting him stroke for stroke, feeling all of him inside me, hitting just the right spots. I began to moan again, the tension in my body building as he moved harder and faster, just how I wanted. He growled down at me "Come for me baby."

And I did, crying out, falling over the edge at his words, shuddering and coming down slowly. As I panted hard, he moved slowly, and then increased speed again, prolonging the sensations and I felt myself begin to climax again as he pushed harder, his body hitting mine. I moaned at him and he growled back as I tightened my muscles around him, causing him to growl "so tight, so wet for me."

I smiled at him as best I could, and murmured "come for me."

He growled and shuddered, releasing into me almost instantly, me coming again with him, our moans simultaneous as we rode it out together, panting hard. He looked glorious in his dishevelment, his masculine scent stronger than ever and I moaned again, trying to find his lips as he let all his weight fall on me.

He crashed his to mine, and then had to pull away, still panting hard and chuckling breathlessly, moving one hand up to my hair to stroke it as it fanned out behind me. I lay there blissfully, my hands running up and down the hard muscles in his back, humming softly. I heard the smile in his voice as he joined in with my humming, his soft tenor complimenting my higher tone. Eventually, he shifted, moving to lie next to me and pulling me close to his body, and I sighed in contentment.

He smiled down at me, and then spoke.

"Baby, I don't even know your name."

"Bella." I replied, and frowned slightly at the amused expression on his face.

"Jake." he answered and I had to shake my head. This couldn't be happening, surely. Jake was a small, weedy little kid when I'd left, not this magnificent man. He watched me, clearly unsure as to what I was thinking, before reaching down to stroke my face, wanting to ease the lines that had appeared there while I was thinking.

I chuckled and placed my hand over his.

"I didn't see this one coming." I murmured and he shook silently with laughter, obviously thinking something similar. When he recovered, he answered me.

"Bella, I've always loved you, and I'm going to continue to love you, if you'll have me?"

I grinned back at him and turned to kiss him hard, before pulling away.

"Does that answer your question?" I asked, and laughed when he grinned and nodded pulling me closer again.

I'd found my Jake.

A/N Yes, you knew how it was going to end from the beginning, but it was fun to write, and I hope it was fun to read. There might be a JPOV coming up, if I can get my ass in gear. Lemonie x