I do not own Twilight.
Fall In Me
I got out of the shower, and was wrapped in a slightly cooler air, making my skin tingle. I rubbed down my body with my towel and secured it in place. Grabbing the hair dryer, I pointed at the mirror to defog it. Looking at my reflection I see my face is dry, so I grab some facial cream and smooth some on, making my skin look more hydrated. I notice my wet hair was making me look like a drowned cat, so I turned the hair dryer back on and flipped my hair over to dry it.
After five minutes of frying my hair, I come upright and turn the dryer off. Now I look like a Pomeranian, so I brush my hair down, and put a dollop of leave in conditioner throughout my dark, chestnut hair. While putting up my hair I got lost in my thoughts. I was staying at my best friend, Rosalie's house for spring break. Rosie's parents have a huge cabin by a lake, so we were going to lounge around the like we used to do in junior high. That's when I met Rose; we were in 7th grade, her brother Jasper was in 10th.
I sighed looking away from my less than adequate hair style. Jasper was my first real crush, not that puppy love stuff. He was a really great guy, even when we were younger; he never was an asshat that younger guys could be. Honestly I never stood a chance though, he is so beautiful, inside and out. I was and still am just…me, nothing special. At least, he's never seemed to be interested in me that way, friends sure. I turn red peeking at his door that connects the bathroom to his room. Mentally shaking my head I turned back to my task of brushing my teeth, knowing that Rose told me she didn't think he would be here for spring break. I guess him and his friends were planning to go camping. I haven't seen him since the start of the school year, he was teaching history at the college next town over. Which I talked myself out of going to, lest I look like a stalker. Plus I loved my college; Rose and I share a small apartment down the block, so it's very easy to walk to.
Spitting the foam out and rinsing with mouthwash, I notice my scar on my shoulder where I was mauled as a kid from a dog. My dad said it was my battle wound, trying to lighten the mood about it. It just made it rugged where it should be smooth, I thought as I ran my fingertips over it. I undo my towel to only cover my front and I looked into the mirror seeing my back, and where the scar extended to back of my arm as well. My eyes moved down to my butt, it wasn't so bad. My thighs could be thinner though, I pursed my lips.
Turning back around to the mirror, I dropped my towel and looked at my front. Grabbing my lotion I applied it to my legs first then went up to my stomach. I bit my lip, it also wouldn't hurt to lose 20 pounds, I thought. I continued up to my boobs, which were only a full sized B. My nipples got hard after I put lotion on them, ending with my shoulders and arms.
A low small moan made me jump, taking me away from my task at hand, I see Jasper by his door. At first his eyes are dilated and his nose is flaring, staring at me like he wants to eat me up. After a moment of studying each other, he gets a panicked look and I hear from somewhere, "Hey you want to go on a beer run?" I recognized Jaspers newest friend Emmett, and the focus of Roses affections. Jasper looked at me and opened his mouth, but only to shut it again. Looking away he closed the door, and I snapped to my senses.
Holy Shit! I picked up, and wrapped the towel securely around me. I started to breathe hard, my eyes were watering and my throat started to hurt. Yes, I've had sex, and yes I've been naked in front of men, well only two. Why I was in a panic is; to be so naked, to be so vulnerable in front of someone you pine after and really admire is unnerving, especially if it was sprung on you. I sat on the counter in front of the mirror and crossed my legs, with the towel wrapped around me. I had tears running down my cheeks, ashamed I didn't measure up. Even strong women get self-conscious.
I looked up as I hear Jaspers door opened, and he came through it, his green eyes suddenly were focused on me, "Bella," it sounded as if he pleaded. I knew my face was on fire and tear stained from embarrassment but I gathered my voice and asked, "Yea?" What else was I supposed to say, I was kind of in shock at the moment. He gave me a smirk and moved closer, my skin began to tingle and it wasn't from the air. I held fast to my towel around me.
He took his hand and put it behind my head pulling me in for a kiss, my breathing was rugged as he started out slow. We started to kiss harder though, like we couldn't get enough of each other, his mouth tasted of butterscotch. Finally coming up for a breath, he put his forehead to mine. My skin was burning as he led me into the guest bedroom, and we laid on the bed, me on my back him on his arm hovering over me while kissing down my neck. I fell back and moaned slightly as he moved the towel down my body, exposing me to him.
"Jasper." I prayed to him. I could feel him pressed against my hip bone; he was still in his cargo shorts and black tank top. He gave each of my boobs attention with his mouth as his fingers were rubbing me, making me wetter. "Fuck," he hissed into my ear. I could feel an orgasm build up as I held onto him. His fingers were relentless and he breathed hard watching me. I couldn't take it, I threw my head back and started to moan loudly but he covered my mouth with his, devouring my screams as I spasm around his fingers. I held onto him, afraid I would fly away, our breathing evening out.
I heard a knock on the door, "Hey Bella, me and Emmett are going to the liquor store you want anything?" I Panicked and felt guilty all at the same time, I sat up in a hurry, "One second Rose!" I told her, Jasper pulls me into a hug when I bit my lip and looked to him. "We'll talk later Bells," he gave me a small kiss. I blushed as he snuck back to his room. I threw on my robe and went to open the door.