Summary: Jasper Whitlock is a famous Guitarist/Singer for a band called Country Boys. Isabella Swan has a chance meet with him, and it leads to unimaginable outcomes.
All recognized characters are the rightful property of Stephanie Meyer; I just like to play with them ;)
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DESCRIPTIVE SEXUAL SCENES.
Chapter One:
"Come on Bella! You need to loosen up a bit! Celebrate the passing of college!" Alice whined. "Country Boys are playing tonight at 7:00; we need to be there early so we can get drunk!"
"Alice, why tonight, I just want to relax and read a nice book." I whined right back at her.
"How many times are you going to read Withering Heights I mean come one you've read that book so many times, how can you not get tired of it, you can practically recite the words!" Alice said.
"Emily Bronte will never get tiring." I said and looked at her with an annoyed expression.
"Maybe not to you, I tried to read it once and couldn't get through a paragraph." Alice huffed.
"That's because you don't read anything except sex books." I pointed out, looking over at her shelf that held all her descriptive books.
"Hey! Don't down the books until you read them, and they are not just about sex, they are romantic, heart throbbing books, with erotic scenes and hot Italian dudes." Alice said dreamily.
"All of them area the same with different words." I said.
"Ugh! Bella! Shut up your going and that's the end of it!" Alice growled.
"Ugh, fine." I grumbled.
She squealed and hugged me before jumping off the bed and going to the closet, I heard her mumbling to herself about the clothing. Finally she came out and laid out my clothing. I nearly gagged on what she put out, a black leather mini skirt, a red see through lace tank top, and black lacey boy shorts, and a matching bra.
"Put them on." She ordered, and gave me a death glare.
I knew I wasn't going to win so I slipped on the clothing and looked in a mirror, I looked like a freaking groupie!
"You look hot." A voice said from the door, I turned around to see Rose standing there with a smile, I rolled my eyes and took in her attire.
She wore a blue jean skirt that barely covered her ass, a blue tank top that came above the belly button showing off her abs, and black six inch high heels.
I shook my head and grabbed my black four inch heels and slipped them on, Alice smiled in appreciation, and dragged me to the bathroom, sitting me on the chair we had in there and got out the make-up, she brushed through my long chocolate brown hair, letting it cascade down my back in waves, my hair ended just and inch above my butt. She put eyeliner and a black shadowy look on my eyes, and put red lipstick on my lips.
Once I was done I officially looked like a hooker, just not as bad as Rose, the girl had no self-esteem issues. Alice quickly put on her outfit, a black mini skirt, and a bright hot pink tank top with slits through the sides, she did her hair into the original spikes, and put on eyeliner, and light pink eye shadow.
Once we were done, the boys arrived, Jake had his girlfriend Angela and my high school friend with him, and Emmett went to Rose, and Edward went to Alice.
"I need a boyfriend." I suddenly blurted out, before covering my mouth.
"Yeah you do." Alice and Rose replied, making me blush.
We headed outside from the apartment, and went and piled into Em's oversized off road jeep. Angela ended up having to sit on Jakes lap.
We drove to the club where the concert was being held at, it was at a highly popular club we go to every once and awhile, called "The Lunar Eclipse." The place was packed with people, but the bouncer was a good friend of ours, and let us in, we all headed for the bar and ordered shots of 100 proof tequila, I downed mine quicker than the others, and ordered for another.
"Whoa, slow down there Bells, I don't wanna have to carry you home." Jake boomed.
"Fuck off Jake, if y'all want me to have fun, I gotta get drunk first, or at least loosen up." I yelled over the DJ's mix.
I downed four more shots before ordering a double shot of whiskey on ice. I downed it before turning around and watching the Country Boys set up for their first song, I stood up slowly and walked to the dance floor, and waited for them to start their first song.
A beat started to play as the lights turned on. The hot man on the microphone started to sing his blue eyes trained on me and his honey blonde hair in wild waves.
Hey girl,
Go on now,
You know you got everybody lookin'
Got a little boom in my big truck,
gonna open up the doors and turn up,
gonna stomp my boots in the Georgia mud,
gonna watch you make me fall in love,
get up on the hood of my daddys tractor,
up on the toolbox it don't matter,
down on the tail gate,
girl I can't wait to watch you do your thing,
shake it for the young bucks sittin in the honky tonks,
for the red necks rockin till the break of down,
for the DJ spinnin that country song,
come on, come on, come on,
shake it for the birds shake it for the bees,
shake it for the catfish swimmin down deep in the creek,
for the crickets and the critters and the squirrels,
shake it to the moon shake it for me girl,
aw, country girl shake it for me girl shake it for me girl shake it for me,
country girl shake it for me girl shake it for me girl shake it for me,
Somebody's sweet little farmer's child,
That got it in her blood to get a little wild,
Ponytail and a pretty smile,
Rope me in from a country mile
So come on over here and get in my arms,
Spin me around this big ole barn,
Tangle me up like grandma's yarn,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shake it for the young bucks sitting in the honky-tonks,
For the rednecks rocking 'til the break of dawn,
For the DJ spinning that country song,
Come on, come on, come on
Shake it for the birds, shake it for the bees,
Shake it for the catfish swimming down deep in the creek,
For the crickets and the critters and the squirrels,
Shake it to the moon, shake it for me girl
Country girl, shake it for me,
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me,
Country girl, shake it for me, Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me,
Guitar!
Now dance, like a dandelion,
In the wind on the hill underneath the pines,
Yeah, move like the river flows,
Feel the kick drum down deep in your toes
All I wanna do is get to holding you,
And get to knowing you, and get to showing you,
And get to loving you 'fore the night is through,
Baby, you know what to do
Shake it for the young bucks sitting in the honky-tonks,
For the rednecks rocking 'til the break of dawn,
For the DJ spinning that country song,
Come on, come on, come on
Shake it for the birds, shake it for the bees,
Shake it for the catfish swimming down deep in the creek,
For the crickets and the critters and the squirrels,
Shake it to the moon, shake it for me girl
Aw, country girl, shake it for me,
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me,
Country girl, shake it for me,
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me
Country girl, shake it for me,
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me,
Country girl, shake it for me,
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me
And shaking it I was, my hips swayed to the song as I stared at the sexy man playing the guitar with professional fingers. If only I knew what else he could do with those fingers. I thought with a smirk, the man winked at me and played a couple more songs with that same panty dropping country accent, of course I knew the man's name, he was Jasper Whitlock, one of the most famous country singers, I've seen him in magazines, and on TV, I mean I didn't live under a rock. He wasn't the normal celebrity, he is loyal to his family and friends and doesn't let fame get to his head.
Alice came up behind me, and told me that they were leaving, and asked if I wanted to go.
"No its fine, I'll catch a cab home." I slurred, drunk from the six shots and the double shot of whiskey.
"Alright just don't get raped!" She yelled over the music, and left laughing at my expression.
Another band started playing, they were a local rock band called the "Flying Bullets."
Shaking my head, not enjoying the music, I went back to the bar, and ordered a beer.
"Miller, Dos Eques, or Bud." The bartender asked.
"Dos Eques." I said, sitting down on a stool.
He served me the drink and I paid the 10 bucks for it, taking a large gulp with a satisfied sigh, I turned around and watched the people dance and the band play.
"Mind if I join ya?" A man with a southern accent asked.
I turned and looked at the man ready to turn him down, when I looked straight into the blue eyes that I looked into the whole night, Jasper smirked at me and took a seat.
"N-no, I don't mind." I stuttered shocked.
"Not much alcohol in that beer." Jasper said pointing at my drink.
"No, I've had enough hard liquor for tonight." I laughed nervously. My body tingling from the alcohol in my system.
"Understandable." Jasper smirked and order a double shot of Jack Daniels on ice.
I put the beer to my lips and took a drink, my eyes never leaving his face, a questioning gaze prominent on my face.
"So what makes you want to have a drink with me?" I asked.
"Just wanted to get to know the beautiful girl I was singing to." Jasper smiled.
He was singing to me? No he's gotta be lying, but his eyes were on me all night.
"Wanna dance?" Jasper asked.
I nodded and sat down my beer, standing while swaying slightly, Jaspers arm wrapped around my waist as he steadied me, before guiding me onto the floor. A fast beat song was playing, so I started grinding on him, I could hear him groan as I shimmied down his body my hands trailing down his chest and sides behind me, before coming back up.
We continued to dance like this for a while when I felt Jaspers lips touch my neck before trailing up to my ear.
"Wanna get outa here?" He drawled lazily in my ear while biting my earlobe gently.
I nodded vigorously, and smirked up at him, hopefully giving a sexy smirk. Apparently it worked because his arms snaked around my waist a he whisked me out of there.
When we got out of the club cameras started to go off, and people were shouting questions, Jasper just ignored them and brought me to a limo that was waiting, the driver was there a long while because he was half way through a book with a bored look.
Jasper opened the door, and I slid in, trying to quickly get away from the cameras, and Jasper slid in beside me.
"Sorry about that darlin'." Jasper said while telling the driver to go to the Hilton. We made it there quickly and checked in, as soon as the door was closed behind us Jasper attacked me, pinning me up against the wall and grinding his hard member into my center, I groaned throwing my head back, he took that opportunity to attack my neck and start sucking, he grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and ground my wet center into him roughly, he growled and ripped my underwear off of me, and unbuttoned his pants, and let them slid to his ankles, oh he's a commando guy, I groaned at the sight of how big he was, he sucked on my neck hard and plunged into me, burying himself into me, I gasped out in pleasure as he pounded into me, my back slamming against the wall behind me, as my hands gripped his shoulders as I bounced up and down his shaft.
He growled and practically ran to the bed, he pulled out of me for a second, bending me over the bed before slamming into me from behind, I screamed out in pleasure at the new angle, my hands reached out behind me as I gripped his bare ass, holding onto it for dear life as he pounded in and out of me.
"Uh, uh, oh yes, faster, uh harder!" I screamed, and that he did, he picked up pace and started plowing into me so fucking hard it was painful but pleasure filled.
Soon I started filling my stomach clench, Jasper groan and reach down pinching my clit and massaging it, that's all it took for me to lose it, I cried out in pleasure as my orgasm hit me, not a minute later I felt Jasper release in me.
He pulled out of me, I stood and turned around taking his shirt off of him, and admiring his well-defined six pack, he slid my shirt off of me and unclipped my bra. He was about to lift me up on the bed when I shook my head and smirked.
"My turn." I said, and pulled him onto the bed, he was already hard for me again, I smirked at him and climbed on top of him and slammed down.
My hips made circular motions as I bounced up and down on him, his hands rested on my hips, and his head was thrown back on the pillows, moans and groans escaping his lips, I bent down, still skillfully riding him and started sucking on his neck, his moans intensified, as he started pulsing within me, his hand started massaging my clit again and I lost it, once he had his orgasm, he flipped us around, pulling out of me and putting one leg over his shoulder and another wrapping around his waist before slamming into me again.
We continued like this for the rest of the night before we fell asleep.
….
I woke to the bright ass sunlight shining in my face, arms were wrapped tightly around my waist, and I was as naked as a hairless cat, with a killer hangover.
I looked to see who the arms belonged to when I saw Jasper Whitlock's peaceful sleeping face, memories of last night flooded my mind as I looked around the room that smelt heavily of sex. I tried to wiggle out of his grasps only to have him tighten his arms, and open his eyes.
"Umm, hi." I said nervously, the thought of me sitting in a bed naked with a celebrity would have had me laughing yesterday morning.
"Hi." He said just as nervously, and let go of me.
I got up and quickly got dressed though with no underwear since they were torn apart.
"I need to get home my roommates are probably worried sick." I said looking at the time 1:40 p.m.
"Oh yeah, do ya need a ride." Jasper asked.
I nodded and said yeah, and a thanks. He nodded and got dressed quickly, I walked out of the hotel room with him behind me, I ran a shaky hand through my hair, he came up and walked beside me.
"Ya know I never got yer name." Jasper said, running a hand through his messy honey blonde hair.
"Bella Swan." I said.
He nodded his head, we exited the hotel, and was quickly surrounded by paparazzi, asking questions again. Jasper shook his head and lead me to a Dark Blue 2012 Mustang Shelby GT500 Super Snake with a white racing strip down the middle, it was sleek and shiny. Hotter than my Dark Red 2012 Camaro Convertible with a black racing strip down the middle.
I got into the passenger side and he got into the drivers side, I gave him the instructions on where to go and we quickly pulled up to my apartment, my angry roommates were just getting out of their cars when they looked at the car I was in, Jasper stopped and I stepped out, they glared at me and started walking towards me.
"Where have you been! We have been worried-" they stopped talking abruptly when they saw who got out of the car.
"Goodbye Bella, I hope to see ya again someday."' Jaspers southern accent said.
I smiled back at him and nodded.
"Bye Jasper." I said.
Jasper climbed back into his car and drove off.
"You bagged Jasper fucking Whitlock!" Rose squealed.
I blushed and pulled my skirt down lower filling exposed.
"What's wrong." Alice observed.
"I don't have any underwear on cause Jasper tore them off." I said nervously.
Rose and Alice squealed in delight as the pulled me inside, and started ushering me for details, and them being my best-friends I gave them to the.
Hope y'all like this little story I came up with, I working on Chapter two and it should be up sometime next week.
~Southern Cowgirl~
3,015 words :)