Omg, I am so sorry for not posting anything since December. I have been working on other stuff and just have not had the time.

So I don't even know where this came from, but it's a short little sexy ficlet of Jasper and a motorcycle. If you don't like don't read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

Warnings: A motorcycle and a horny sexy blonde vampire, enough said.

Jasper groaned as he laid on the couch in his and his wife's bedroom. His wife had been gone for two weeks on a shopping trip and he'd had a constant hard-on since she had been gone. He and his wife weren't sex fiends like Emmett and Rosalie were, but they did have an active sex life and he had been without that sex life for two weeks and it wasn't going well for him.

Jasper got off the couch and decided to go for a ride on the motorcycle that Edward gave him, hoping a nice drive would get his mind off of sex, at least for a little while. So, he ran downstairs, got his keys and went to get his motorcycle.

For a while he just road around, wanting to go somewhere but not actually knowing where to go. Driving around really got his mind off his wife, but then he rode past a mall and he started to get excited again. It didn't really help that the motorcycle under him was vibrating like crazy. He decided to just ignore it and hope his rock hard erection eventually went away.

His erection had gone down considerably until some dumb-ass almost ran him off the road. When he went to turn and avoid the guy, his hips pressed down his cock came in direct contact with the vibrating seat underneath. He moaned breathlessly and almost crashed the bike.

And then, all of sudden it was like his body had a mind of its own. Hips were thrusting, his breathing sped up, and it felt like he was sweating. He knew he should stop, he knew he could crash, but he couldn't die and the vibrations felt way too damn good.

He kept driving, acting like there was nothing going on, knowing somebody could probably call the cops on him for it. He rolled his hips, oh fuck, oh god, it felt so good. The vibrations seemed to travel everywhere, he felt like someone was caressing his whole body, on a motorcycle in the middle of the road.

He thrust his hips hard and his eyes rolled into the back of his head as the head of his cock came in direct contact with the seat. He stayed in this position, shifting his hips back and forth so he could rub his cock on the seat. Jasper revved the engine and almost fell off the motorcycle because of the extra sensation.

He felt the heat coil in his stomach and knew he would cum soon. He had to get off the road, if he came while he was driving he was sure he was going to crash. He saw that there was an exit in about five miles and decided to get off there, in mores ways than one. He figured he could wait five miles, but his hips just wouldn't stop moving.

His cock was jumping in his pants, the vibrations were super intense and he was trying so hard not to cum right now. He tried to find and opening somewhere so he could get off the road, but he was in the middle of traffic on the interstate, it would be almost impossible to get off anywhere other than the exit. He was squeezing his legs trying to keep himself from cumming but it wasn't doing any good. His hips were rubbing frantically against the seat even though in his brain he knew he should stop.

And then he had to rev the engine and he was done for. His hips were thrusting, his cock spurting, Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, Oh my god, ugh, it felt so good. And then it was over, he was still on the road and he didn't crash. He also had cooling cum in his pants. He couldn't believe he just got off on his motorcycle. Jasper sighed and started home, hoping beyond hope that Alice came home early.