A/N: Hello Fanfiction (:

So I would love to tell you that I'm about to take you on a whirlwind adventure of love and passion - tell you an amazing story of romance that could quite possibly knock your socks off. But I'm not. Not to say that this story will have no taste at all, because it will, but I just think I should let you know now that this story is purely for my, and if you allow it, your own, amusement. I decided to write this story for fun.

Pairing: Jasper/Bella. (For now (; )

Rated: M! I should warn you now, there will be a good amount of sex written into this story. Tasteful of course, but sex none the less.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Stephenie Meyers characters. They are her own creation, I'm just simply borrowing them.

Jasper

"Bella," I reached my hand across the small round table and gently took the now empty glass from my best friend's hand. "I think you've had about enough for tonight."

She shook her head at me, furrowing her eyebrows, but let me take the glass anyways. "You know, I just don't get it Jasper." She sat back roughly and I mentally thanked god there was a back on that chair. "I'm beautiful, I'm smart," She tossed her hands up in the air in frustration. "What's the deal?"

I chuckled quietly as I raised our glasses, getting the bartenders attention. He gave me a quick nod and sent the waitress over to retrieve them. "I don't know Bella." I smiled as I looked back at her, leaning forward resting on my elbows.

She mimicked my gesture and leaned forward as well, putting her face just inches from my own. She smiled as I took a deep breath, inhaling her soft perfume. "You agree."

It wasn't a question. I did agree, so I nodded. "Of course." Then I gingerly reached forward and brushed her long dark brown bangs from her face. "You are very beautiful, too beautiful for him. And you're way too intelligent for him. He'll regret losing you, don't you worry you're pretty little face about it anymore."

She tilted her head, closing her eyes and let her warm cheek rest in my palm. Then she scrunched her nose up. "But I was having fun with him."

I shook my head as I laughed dryly. "Fun, Bella?" I drew my hand back from her face and watched as she lifted her own palms, resting her elbows on the table, to hold her head up. "You did nothing but complain about him, Bells. He was a jerk."

She nodded, and then shrugged, "But he was a jerk that was good in bed."

We shared a quick laugh as she looked back at the bar. Just as she was about to catch the bartenders attention, I grabbed her hand and held it in my own. "How about we skip another drink and head back to my place?" I could see that the half dozen beers and whiskey sour she had consumed tonight were beginning to take its toll on her.

She thought about it for a moment, and then drew her hand back from my grip. "I will, but only if you can promise me a stiff drink."

I nodded and leaned forward, winking at her playfully. "Oh I can promise something stiff alright."

She giggled as I sat back and watched a soft shade of pink cover her cheeks. "Jasper Whitlock." She bit down on her bottom lip, causing my insides to do that silly flipping thing. I couldn't tell if it was the alcohol, or Bella, getting the better of me. "That mouth of yours is going to get you buried deep one day in some trouble."

I simply shrugged as I stood up and held my hand out for her to take. She did. "One can only hope for the best." I gave her my best wicked grin and dug in my pocket, pulling out my wallet and leaving a generous tip on the table before leading her out of the bar.

As we walked down the sidewalk, she cuddled into my side, pulling her jacket tightly around her. Her steps were a bit off and every other step was a stumble over her own two feet. But I was right there holding her upright as we walked to the parking garage, laughing out loud every time she nearly bit the curb.

I'd love to say that Bella and I were together, and I would be willing to bet that if you were to pass us on the sidewalk you would believe just that. But the reality of it was we weren't. We tried, once upon a time, like most other best friends, but it never worked. It was cliché really; how it had all went down. We were still in high school, and at the time, I was in love with the idea of having Bella as my own. But things get in the way, and sometimes it just doesn't work out the way you want it to. Reality sets in. I still loved her, don't get me wrong, but I had come to the conclusion long ago that the love I thought I felt for Bella was way more physical then emotional. We hadn't been together two weeks before I found that out. Like I said, I was young and the promise of getting laid whenever I wanted clouded my judgment for a good period of time. It didn't take us long at all to discover the joys of just being together without any sort of attachment.

I had to laugh at the memory of how I had acted the day I told Bella I loved her. I looked like a complete fool. She laughed at me and told me not to waste my time. That love wasn't worth it. I tried to argue with her, but it was an epic fail on my part. It didn't take me any time at all to give up my argument and really look at the big picture. She was my friend above all else. In fact, she was my best friend. And she was my heart breaker.

She was far too busy with her work, chasing those dreams of becoming the best known Journalist in Seattle, to settle down for anyone. Even me. She tried dating, unsuccessfully of course, but she had tried none the less. It always ended the same way; they left after realizing she wasn't in it for the long haul. They always wanted more than she was ever willing to give.

Me, however, I was pleased with being there for her when she needed me. I was a guy, and what guy in his right mind would ever pass up a woman as beautiful as Bella? I knew what she wanted, and she knew what I wanted. Simple as that.

Bella had everything any man could possibly want. And she knew it. She wasn't conceited enough to use it to her advantage, just smart enough to use it when she wanted to.

"Here you go," I opened the passenger door of my truck and helped her step up into it. She leaned back against the seat as I closed the door.

Halfway into the drive home, Bella reached her hand over and ghosted it over my pant leg, smiling up at me with her dazzling grin. I just shook my head and gripped her hand in mine, rubbing my thumb over her skin. I knew too well what she was doing.

"Don't you tease me Isabella." I said as I looked over at her, watching at her eyes bounced with excitement. Queen of seduction. Her gaze struck me and I was falling victim to her once again. If you actually wanted to consider me a victim.

She tossed the seat belt behind her back and leaned over to me, resting on the center console. "Jasper, can I ask you something?" I nodded slowly and looked over at her as I came to a stop at a red light. "You love me, right?"

I nodded again, "You know I do Bells."

She gave me a satisfied grin and leaned further. With a slight bat of her eyelashes, she had me. I quickly closed the gap between us and gave her a quick, sweet kiss on the lips. I could taste the whiskey and lemon still lingering on her breath. She sighed and sat back, pulling the seat belt back over her front.

I felt the familiar emotions take over. I felt the ever growing strain in my jeans that yearned to have her close. It was a typical reaction for a man sitting so close to wanton female. I couldn't feel bad for it. I had learned to not feel bad about it. She giggled as I pressed the gas pedal harder, listening to the truck engine roar as we sped down the dark streets. She leaned her face against the cold window and closed her eyes.

When I finally pulled into the parking garage, I pulled into my designated spot and threw the gear shift up, slamming it in park. I shut the engine off quickly and got out, walking to her side of the truck. As soon as the door was open enough, she reached out, letting herself fall right into my arms. She giggled as I caught her and steadied her feet. Without a word to each other, I half carried her to the elevators, and then quickly pressed the button for the fifteenth floor. As the elevator rose, I felt her hand start rubbing up and down my back, eventually letting her warm fingers find their way under my shirt and up my spine. I held her to my side as I listening to the slow dinging of the floors counting up, holding in every shiver I could.

It seemed to take forever for the doors to slide open, but when they did I flipped the keys in my hand and grabbed the gold house key, shoving it in the lock and twisting it. The door opened up and Bella stepped in front of me, turning around backwards and pulling me into the living room. She smiled as she gripped my shirt between her tiny fists. The sex crazed grin started to take over her face.

"Jasper," She breathed my name, and then bit down on her bottom lip, causing another volt of erotic electricity to shoot through my body. I reached forward, grabbing her hips tightly, emanating a quiet squeal from her. Her gaze met mine once again and I felt her tug me further inside so the door would shut behind us.

I knew she was drunk, and I knew where tonight would lead, but I didn't care. She wouldn't care in the morning, so why should I care tonight? Nothing bad could come from two consenting adults just wanting a little fun for the night, right? It's not like this was our first rodeo. I knew what to expect from her, and I knew how I would feel tonight, and tomorrow, about this.

"Bella," I leaned down, gently kissing her forehead. "Still want that drink?"

She nodded, "Please." Then she let go of my shirt and stepped backward to lean against the couch.

"Another whiskey sour?" I inquired as I walked into the kitchen, trying to ignore the heat pounding at my lower stomach that was screaming at me to forget the drink, she was already drunk enough.

She nodded and leaned against the counter in front of me as I stood at the sink and reached into the cabinets above, pulling out the Jack. I set it down and grabbed a glass, pouring the brown liquid into it. She kept her stare on me as I cut the lemon and squeezed the hell out of it, getting as much as I could into her drink. I knew how she liked her favorite drink.

"Thank you." She said quietly as she reached for the glass and took a swig. Her face contorted for a second, but she quickly pulled herself back together.

I poured one for myself, a little more liquid courage, and joined her in the living room. She sat down on the couch, tucking her legs up underneath her and faced me. In just a couple more sips, her drink was gone. I downed mine and set our glasses on the coffee table in front of us.

As I was sitting back, I reached my hand out and grabbed her hip, pulling her with me and onto my lap. She giggled and let her hands drape behind me, wrapping them around my neck and fisting her nimble fingers into my hair.

Without any further hesitation, I grabbed her face with both hands and pulled her toward me, locking our lips in a heated kiss that sent her, and me, into a hungry frenzy. She gently bit down on my bottom lip as she tugged at my hair, causing a throaty moan to escape my lips. She responded instantly, pushing her ass down on my legs, right below where I really needed her.

I closed my eyes as she drove her tongue into my mouth again, holding my face close to hers. I moved my hands down her body to the small sliver of skin exposed between her rising shirt hem and low rise jeans. Her skin was warm and she gasped quietly into my mouth the second my fingers came in contact with her bare back. She arched her back, pressing her chest against mine harder as she gripped my neck tightly.

Her fingers were quick to work on my shirt, undoing the buttons one by one, separating the fabric slowly as she went down my chest. While her lips continued to devour mine, her soft hands pushed the shirt over my shoulders. I wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her to me as I leaned up just a bit and let the shirt fall down behind me. While I had the leverage, I twisted and laid her down on the couch. She giggled as she pulled me down on top of her.

"Jasper," She half moaned my name as I felt my jeans get a tad tighter. "You sure?"

My lips curved into a grin as I leaned down and took her bottom lip between my teeth gently. She pulled my face down, kissing me hard and yanking her lip from the vise of my teeth.

I nodded. "I'm sure."

It never failed, she always had to ask.

When my lips finally left hers I took a quick breath before lowering my face to the crook of her neck, trailing wet kisses down her skin until I reached the space between her breasts where her shirt dipped slightly. I reached up, hooking my finger in the v and pulled it down further as she once against arched herself up against me. The only sounds in the room were the quiet mewling noises coming from her and the unsteady rhythm of our breathing. Her hips pressed against mine and I felt a throb pulse through my entire body. As I placed open mouthed kisses along her collarbone and cleavage, she tugged at the hem of her shirt, trying to pull it up and off.

I chuckled, gently biting down on her earlobe. "Would you like some help baby?"

She quickly nodded, "Yes," A small groan came from her as she tried pushing me off of her just enough. "Please."

I nodded and lifted myself up a couple inches. Then I reached down and tugged the offending cotton up and over her flat stomach. Just to tease her a little further, I stopped and moved my lips down to her navel, circling my tongue around it and leaving a trail of wet kisses down to her pant line and across her left hip. She lifted her ass up off the couch and pushed her hips into my face, moaning and tugging at her shirt.

"Jasper!" She growled.

I chuckled and moved my fingers to quickly unbutton her jeans. As I heard the gasp come from her I smiled and flicked the zipper with my fingers, sending it downward until I could see the silk fabric of her panties. I moved my mouth back down, kissing just above her center. I looked up at her face, watching as she threw her head back and closed her eyes. She had completely forgotten about the shirt.

I softly kissed my way back up her stomach to the skin right below her breasts. She had tugged her shirt up over them, but had yet to succeed in pulling it all the way off.

I braced myself with one arm as I reached under her and tugged the shirt up her back and over her head in one quick swipe. She finally sighed and grabbed the shirt out of my hand, tossing it across to the coffee table. "Thank you." She smirked at me as I chuckled once and lowered my face down, kissing the small crevice created by her bra.

"This," I reached up, pushing my finger under the center of the white bra, "Has to go."

She nodded and swallowed hard as she pushed herself up into my face again. She couldn't seem to stay still. "You're driving me insane, Jasper." Her voice was barely a whisper, and all I could hear was the want and need covered with complete desire.

I contemplated teasing her a bit more, but the second she lifted her hips back up, grinding them hard against my own, my mind clouded with thirst and I knew I had to have her now, quickly.

I reached down between us and undid the button on my jeans, letting the zipper fall. She smiled up at me as she stretched up to kiss the side of my neck, knowing she was finally getting what she wanted. She gently sucked a small part of my skin, letting her teeth graze me just perfectly.

I crawled up onto my knees as she reached down and started pushing my pants down my thighs. When they reached my knees I kicked them off and onto the floor beside us. Bella kept her hand between us, letting it now rest on my growing ache prominently showing against the thin fabric of my boxers. I held back a deep groan as I concentrated on getting her bra off. I didn't want to brag, but it only took pinching the fabric just right and a quick flick of the wrist for the article of clothing to snap right off. She moaned in pleasure as I turned and tossed it to where her shirt lay.

"Now that that's out of the way." I took a second to gaze down at her perfect chest before letting my tongue make its way to her skin, circling the hardened peak. She let her head fall back again as she once again gripped my hair and held my face tightly to her chest. I gently bit down. I knew she loved it as the harsh moan came from her clenched jaw. I kissed where I had bit her and pulled myself up off of her. She quickly reached out for me, trying to pull me back, but I stopped her by grabbing her hands and holding them for a second. As I moved to straddle her thighs, I placed her hands above her head, silently demanding her to keep them there. She complied. Then I let my hands wander down her bare front, over her hard chest and down to her soft, but firm, stomach. The way her skin felt under my hands sent a very clear message to my brain. I had to have her. She closed her eyes and just relished in the feel of my hands all over her.

When I reached her pants, I lifted myself up and sat back, pulling her legs out from under me and letting them rest on my shoulder. I pulled the tight pants down her legs and off her feet, leaving her in just her panties. I smiled as I saw the clear arousal staining the front of them. Then I let myself lean forward and hover over her for a second, kissing her quickly before sitting back up. She clutched at my chest, practically begging me to do something other than tease her.

"You don't like the teasing, do you darling?"

She quickly shook her head, "Jasper, dammit, do something." She wiggled her hips under me. "Now."

I let out a deep groan as I watched a slow blush creep down her neck and to her chest. She gripped the cushions of the couch and laid her head back, lifting her ass off the couch again.

"Oh Bella," I ran my hands down her, letting them rediscover the curvature of her body. It had been a while. "You know you'll get exactly," I leaned down and steadied myself by gripped her hips as I kissed her stomach. "What you want." I trailed my lips back up her body, molding mine to her as I laid myself down on top of her. I made sure not to let all of my weight rest on her as I once again attacked her lips, only with more fever this time. She responded quickly, plunging her tongue into my mouth and rubbing her hands all over my back.

She was past caring about tenderness. That much I knew.

I rolled to my side, kicking off my boxers and pulling her panties down. She kicked them off onto the floor and pulled me back on top of her. As she gripped my shoulders, she breathed in my ear heavily. "I want you." Then, as if to prove herself, she wrapped her legs around my waist and held me tightly between them.

I swallowed hard, preparing myself, as I steadied myself above her entrance. "Are you sure, Bella?"

She nodded and opened her eyes to look into mine. I didn't need any further reassurance. I pushed myself into her, keeping my gaze locked on hers the entire time. She gripped my shoulders tighter, digging her nails into my flesh as I buried myself inside her. My arms started to shake as I felt absolute pleasure flood my entire body. The feeling of want, and love, and lust came crashing at me all at once and I found myself unable to move. Soon Bella was begging me to move.

"Jasper!" She cried out. "Oh my god, please move." She gasped as she tossed her head back into the couch cushion, straining her neck and pushing her breasts against my chest. I lowered my mouth and quickly took her warm flesh into my mouth, sucking hard as I drew out and pushed back in slowly. She nearly screamed with eagerness.

I kept my pace slow, but with every thrust I dove as deep as I could, making sure to fill her completely and satisfy her to no end. She kept her hands on me, either digging into my back or trailing down my chest and between us. At one point she reached down and touched me, sending me into full blow frenzy. I thirsted for her, I hungered for her body. I had to touch her, and hold her, love her.

She clutched me as tight as she could right before she erupted underneath me for the first time.

"Oh, Bella," I dove into her harder as her whole body shook.

"Oh my god," She panted, "You're amazing." The heat from our bodies caused sweat to start seeping between us. I lowered my mouth down and quickly kissed her neck, tasting the salty liquid on my lips. She let her head roll to the side, exposing every inch of skin to my mouth. "Don't stop, Jasper!" She squeezed my forearm with one hand as she moved the other down my side, to my hip. She playfully squeezed my ass, urging me on. "Don't, oh my god!"

I obeyed, continuing to plunge into her with every bit of strength I had left. I felt embarrassed to say that I never really lasted long when it came to Bella. It never failed that I ran out of energy just minutes into our encounters. It was more of a mental energy drain. But it didn't really matter, because she never lasted very long either. Every single time I made sure to get her nice and worked up, to the point where it would take next to nothing to bring her to the edge. It was mainly for my own benefit, but my guess was she enjoyed it as well.

I thrust myself into her a little harder as I kissed my way around her chest and up her neck. She tilted her head just right, welcoming my lips to wherever they wanted to wander. When I knew she was close again, I slowly pulled myself up, sitting on my legs, only halting movement momentarily. She gripped my neck tightly as I pulled her up with me, setting her on my lap. She kept herself upright and I was able to bury myself into her deeper. She gasped as I pulled her down as far as she would go.

The way she tugged at the strands of hair at the back of my neck drove me close to the edge, but I held off, willing every bit of endurance I had to just last a bit longer.

I felt her long hair hang down her back and when she tilted her head backwards, pushing her groin harder into me, I had to stop for just a split second and steady myself before I erupted with no warning. She looked back up at me, gasping for air as she started bouncing up and down slowly, rolling her back and riding me just right.

And I was done. There was no amount of endurance or strength that could help me now. She rolled her hips a couple more times as she leaned forward and started softly whispering in my ear. "Come on Jasper." She breathed my name just right and I had to clutch her waist to stop from toppling over. Then she lightly kissed my cheek. "Let go baby."

As I did, I threw her backwards, laying her below me as I gave a couple more final thrusts. She moaned loudly as I reached my hand down between us, rubbing her just right so that she would come right along with me.

I felt my arms give out and I crashed onto her, landing on her chest. I quickly rolled us to the side, keeping myself inside of her until we were both done. She trembled in my arms, gripping whatever piece of skin she could as she slowly came back down.

I buried my face in her chest again, inhaling the mixture of the left over perfume that still lingered on her skin and the new smell of pure sex that covered every inch of her. Tiny beads of sweat rolled down her neck and into her hair underneath her.

I laid there for a couple minutes, calming myself down and bringing myself back to earth. She cuddled into my arms and took slow deep breaths, trying to get her breathing back to normal. Her eye lids appeared heavy, but I knew that was just from sex induced exhaustion.

I smiled at her as I slowly reached up to hold her jaw in my palm. I didn't know what to say so I just leaned forward and captured her lips with mine. When she pulled away, she grinned back at me. "Shower?"

I quickly nodded and pulled myself up. Once I was above her again, I leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Then I sat up as she did too, pulling herself out from under me and tossing her legs off the side of the couch. She started to stand, but wobbled a bit and landed back down on the couch. I chuckled and stood up, a bit light-headed myself. But I held my hand out for hers and when she took it, I scooped her up into my arms. She giggled and held tightly to my neck as I carried her out of the living room and into my bedroom.

The next morning I woke in a bit of a haze. I instantly remembered last night and smiled to myself, feeling the complete euphoria that washed over me. When I felt her warm body pressed up against me, I nuzzled back into the pillow and let my eyes adjust to the morning light.

She was lying next to me, head buried in the pillow, wet hair splayed out above her. I smiled and reached up to tuck a stray strand back away from her face. Her nose wrinkled at the movement and she quickly reached up, swatting my hand away. I laughed quietly as she curled back into my side, breathing slowly.

"So, you're going to make me do this the hard way Isabella Swan?"

She smiled and tried to hide her face from me. I reached down and gripped the comforter in my hand, quickly tossing it off of us and onto the floor at the end of the bed. She gasped and curled herself into a tight ball, clutching for covers that weren't there anymore.

"Good morning beautiful." I whispered as I nuzzled my nose into her cheek.

She turned her face, smile instantly disappearing, and dug it into the pillow, groaning loudly. "Jasper!"

I barely heard her muffled cry as she rolled onto her other side and resumed her ball position. I scooted up behind her and pressed myself against her ass. Then I ran my finger tips down her hip and along the hem of my old grey shirt that had ridden up over her hip during the night. I pulled it up slowly, revealing her pale skin inch by slow inch. She quickly batted my away again, scooting over a couple more inches.

"I'll follow you all the way to the end of the bed sweetie." I said as I tried to stifle a chuckle. Bella was not a morning person.

She finally rolled back over and opened her sleepy eyes. She blinked over and over, having a hard time adjusting to the sun coming through the open curtains just above our heads. She covered her face with her hand and cried out quietly. "Why do you let me drink?"

I shook my head as I resumed my work on her shirt. "Let you?" She flinched slightly as my fingers reached the dip of her stomach. "I didn't force the whiskey down your throat. You asked for it." Then I smirked and rolled over to hover atop her. "In fact, you asked for it many times."

She giggled as I playfully pressed my morning wood into her hip. "Did I now?" She narrowed her eyes at me as she twisted under me, settling her flat on the bed under me. "You know how you love to take advantage of your very inebriated friend."

I nodded, letting her push me onto my back and crawl on top of me. "You are absolutely right, Bella."

She giggled and rotated her hips very slowly over my lap. "You should be ashamed of yourself Jasper." She said as she leaned down and kissed my cheek.

I grabbed her hips in my hands, pulling her down on me so that her panty clad ass was against me. "Don't you start this again." I groaned as she ground her pelvis into me. I couldn't help it.

She leaned down, planting a quick kiss on my lips, and then moved them to my ear. "Or what?"

I laughed quietly as I grabbed her ass and rolled her back over. I quickly lowered my face to her neck, kissing a trail up to her lips. "Alright," I reached down and yanked the shirt up her body. She didn't even make an attempt to stop me. "If you say so."

I pushed the shirt all the way up her body, over her bare chest and over her head. She grinned as she gripped my boxers in her fists and started to push them down. But before she could get far, I heard the front door of the apartment slam shut. I groaned as I looked over to the nightstand, reading the clock.

"Seriously?" I rolled over on my side and pulled the covers up over Bella. "He has impeccable timing."

Bella laughed quietly and sat up, holding the sheet over her chest. "He's your brother." Then she climbed out of bed, taking my sheet with her as she walked into the bathroom and shut the door. I heard the lock click as I heard his keys hit the counter.

I threw my legs over the edge of the bed, running my fingers through my hair in some attempt to straighten it out. As I stood up, I heard a deep chuckle come from the living room. I padded across the small bedroom, quickly rubbing my face before I walked out into the living room.

"Jasper," My brother stood in the middle of the living room, Bella's bra hanging off his finger tip. He smirked. "I don't guess this would belong to you?"

I shook my head. "Not my style."

"Didn't think so." He said as he tossed the bra down onto the couch. "My guess is it belongs to that stuck up, boring friend of yours."

I was about to say something when I heard a dry chuckle come from behind me. "It was laundry day. All the frilly pretty ones were dirty."

I turned around to see Bella coming out of the bedroom. My old tee shirt barely covering her ass. She just grinned as she walked to the couch and bent over the arm, exposing the bottom of her panties, to grab her jeans off the floor. She stood back up and grabbed her shirt and bra off of the couch.

"Nice to see you again Bella." He gave her a half hearted grin as I watched his eyes rake up and down her body. He always expressed how much he loathed Bella, how much he couldn't stand her being around sometimes. "How come every time I see you you're half naked?"

She just shrugged and turned around to walk back to my room. She stopped in the doorway and turned back to smile at him. "You know, if you had a decent paying job you might not have to see me at all."

My brother simply shrugged, "Tempting."

I shook my head as I plopped down on the couch. As I rubbed my face in frustration, I heard my bedroom door slam. Then I felt the couch sink down next to me.

"You know," Edward started, "She's a bit frigid for your taste."

A/N: So, how did you guys like it? I'm hoping to get a good response out of this story, considering I'm rather excited about it.

Thoughts? Comments? Questions? I'll take anything (: