Juliet
Juliet was a high ranking official for the French Embassy. Her job was very rewarding, but left little time for anything else. She looked at the business card in her desk with a sigh. NCB, Inc. She had met Lillie at a fundraiser for international relief efforts. Every lady in the room, representing five continents and probably 30 countries, seemed to know who Lillie was. Juliet remembered her date, a dazzling gentleman with messy bronze hair and emerald green eyes. Some girls have all the luck. She and Lillie struck up a pleasant conversation at the bar and before she even knew what hit her, she was telling Lillie her life story, right down to how isolated she felt in a strange country with no friends and no prospects, nothing but her work to keep her busy. When her escort returned to ask her to dance, Lillie slipped her card across the table before giving Juliet a hug goodbye. "I like you, Juliet. If you're ever in need of…male companionship…give me a call." With that, the two twirled onto the dance floor, two shades of red complimenting each other perfectly. Juliet was in awe of how they were lost in each other's eyes, and found herself wishing she had someone like that in her life. Another lady walked up to the bar at that moment and noticed the card. Juliet recognized her as a member of the U.N.
"You're a lucky girl. I've known Lillie three years now, and I still haven't gotten one of those…" she glanced over at Lillie and her date, "…or one of those," she said softly and with a sigh.
And so it was that Juliet found herself staring at Lillie's card. Juliet picked the card up and dialed the first few digits before hanging up. After two more tries, she finally got up the nerve to allow the phone to ring.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Lillie? This is Juliet, from the party a couple of weeks ago." When Lillie didn't automatically reply, she continued. "The international relief fundraiser at the Waldorf."
"Oh! Juliet, of course! I'm so sorry, dear. What can I do for you?"
"Well…I was just thinking about what you said…and…um…I think I would like to…I mean, I need…oh, shoot."
"Not to worry, dear, I understand. What time will you be home tonight?"
"Around 7pm, I think."
"Alright, then, 7. What's the address?" Juliet gave her the address and let her know that it was a secure-access building, so she would have to meet whomever at the gate. Lillie picked up on her nervousness.
"Never fear. I know just what you need. I will have Edward meet you at your gate at 7pm. You will remember him, he attended the party with me. I'll have him bring a friend along. Please, call me tomorrow and let me know how your evening went, okay?"
Lillie smiled to herself as she made the call to Edward. It was a brilliant move on her part, she thought. She was sending him to Juliet the very day after he told her to put him back on rotation, just to prove a point. Well, that, and she saw the way Juliet was looking at Edward at the party. But she was going to have him take Jasper with him, so he would know that she wasn't enjoying Thai food with Jasper while he was on the job.
"Yes, Miss Lillie. What can I do for you?" His formal tone was biting and meant to hurt, but she just chuckled. This was going to be fun.
"I have an assignment for you tonight. It's the French diplomat we met at the party a couple of weeks ago." Edward remembered her. She was a pretty girl, and very intelligent.
"Fine. Text me the info." Edward started to hang up the phone but put it back to his ear when Lillie spoke again.
"Oh, and Edward?"
"Yes, Lillie?"
"Take Jasper with you."
"You mean, he's not going to your house tonight?" Edward was doing a poor job at hiding his surprise and glee.
"No, Edward, I'll be spending the evening alone. I have a lot of work to catch up on. I'm meeting Emmett for burgers to go over the blueprints for the new club and then I am going to catch up on some much needed rest."
"Alright then," Edward's voice was suddenly softer. "Sweet dreams, my Lillie."
Juliet was walking home in the rain. She held her hand out from under her umbrella, and the rain felt warm on her skin. She was enjoying it so much that she forgot she was supposed to be meeting someone. She put down her umbrella and turned her face up to the sky, hands upturned as she twirled in a circle. Suddenly she felt an arm around her waist and someone holding onto her hand. She jumped, startled, only to see a pair of stunning green eyes smiling back at her. He placed his cheek against hers as he began dancing with her as he sang softly in her ear.
"I'm singing in the rain…just singing in the rain…what a wonderful feeling….I'm happy again…" When the song was over, he dipped her and kissed her neck. She heard clapping behind them and looked up to see a blond haired man smiling at them as he applauded.
"Bravo, Edward. I am impressed." Edward smiled in pride as he returned his gaze to Juliet. He seemed to be pondering something for a moment, looking around at their surroundings. He pulled her against his chest and whispered in her ear.
"Lovely Juliet, have you ever made love in the rain?"
"No?"
"Would you like to?" Juliet was stunned. She knew why they were there, of course, but she wasn't expecting this. Then again, they were already soaked.
"Yes, but not here. There are gardens in the back, inside the gate. There won't be anyone there in this weather." Edward took her hand.
"After you." She led Edward and Jasper inside the gate and locked it behind her. Jasper, who was under an umbrella and holding a large bag asked if she would be so kind as to let him in so he could 'set up' while she was outside with Edward. She had no idea what that meant, but she figured it had to be something good. She opened the door for him and let him in. Then she and Edward began following the stone pathway to the gardens. Edward had his hand on the small of her back and was rubbing his thumb soothingly against her spine. The rain was still falling softly, caressing her. As they entered the gardens, she was surrounded by the smell of rain and roses. She inhaled deeply and sighed as they sat down on a large stone bench.
"What was that for?" Edward asked curiously.
"It sounds silly, but this is the most at peace I've been in a long time." Edward leaned over and kissed her sweetly. She melted immediately into his kiss, but then something occurred to her, something that had been bugging her all day.
"But, I thought, you and Lillie, I mean, it just seemed like…" Edward put his finger on her lips to stop her, then replaced it with his own. His eyes looked sad for just a moment but then it was gone.
"In my world, it's important to understand the difference between love and sex. Confusing the two often leads to heartache. But that is nothing for you to concern yourself with." Juliet probably would have gone deep in thought about what he'd said, but Edward kissed her again, this time more passionately and all coherent thought was lost to her. His warm, soft tongue caressed her lip and she sighed as he deepened the kiss, their tongues dancing and exploring one another. His deft fingers began unbuttoning her blouse and sliding it off her wet body. The new flesh exposed to the elements tingled as the raindrops ran down her chest. She looked down to find her now soaked white lace bra left nothing to the imagination. Edward followed her gaze. "You really are lovely, Juliet." Edward bent his head down and suckled her nipple through the thin material. She arched her back and put her hands behind her on the bench for support.
Edward slid his hands up her thigh, his fingers splayed as he caressed his way towards her hip, pushing the hem of her skirt up along with him. When he reached her panties, he hooked his finger around the sides and pulled them down while he turned his attention to her other nipple. Once they were on the ground, he reached behind her and unhooked her bra, quickly removing it. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, but left them on, reaching down to free himself from the confines of his boxers. She gasped when she saw his erection twitching as the rain fell on it. He didn't give her much time to ponder this, however. Edward reached over, grabbed her by the hips, and lifted her so she was now straddling him, her feet flat on the bench on either side of him. He pushed her skirt up and out of the way and lowered her onto him. It had been a long time, far too long, for Juliet, so she was thankful when he released her and allowed her to lower herself onto him at her own pace. She looked into his eyes and found they were clouded with desire, darker now than they were before. When he was fully sheathed within her, she could feel the cold teeth of his zipper brush against her clit and instinctively moved away from it, but when she thrust down again, she found herself grinding against it, loving the increased friction.
Edward's arms were around her waist now, supporting her as she slowly moved up and down against him. She leaned back and felt the rain fall on her naked torso, teasing her nipples until they were even harder than before, and moaned when Edward licked a drop of water from the tip of her peak. He began softly kissing and licking every bit of skin he could reach from this position until Juliet could take no more. She clung to him, their bodies sealed together by the moisture between them, her head buried in the crook of his neck as her orgasm exploded throughout her body.
"Oh my god, Edward!" She exclaimed, and in the distance she heard the crackling sound of lightening. Edward thrust into her and groaned with his own release as the thunder rumbled. He held her tight for only a moment as the rain began to pick up, changing into a downpour.
"We'd better get inside," he said as he gently set her on her feet, taking off his jacket and putting it on her since her blouse was now covered in mud. She picked up her top and shoes and Edward draped his arm over her shoulder as they began walking to the house. She scooted out from under him to run a few steps ahead.
"Water Puddle!" she shouted as she jumped high in the air and landed in the middle of the puddle, splashing Edward with the spray. Juliet giggled as she took off running, but he was faster and soon had his arms wrapped around her waist from behind, spinning her as he caught her.
"You're going to pay for that later," he said with a laugh as he picked her up and carried her the rest of the way into the house. Juliet gasped when they entered the house. The room was filled with patchouli scented candles lit throughout the living room. Jasper looked up from the couch, where he was lounging and laughed heartily as he stood up.
"Edward, you look like a drenched rat," Jasper laughed. "You, on the other hand," he said as he reached Juliet. "You, darlin', look absolutely amazing wet." Edward put her down gently and Jasper pulled her into a kiss, crashing their lips together. His tongue pushed between her lips and she succumbed to his wishes, reveling in the taste of him while Edward removed what was left of her clothing. She moaned when he pulled away all too quickly. "Be right back, honey. We can't have you catching a cold, now, can we." Jasper disappeared down the hall and returned with an armful of unfolded bathtowels. He tossed one to Edward before setting one on the back of the sofa. With the remaining towel, he began drying her off. The towel was warm, almost hot, just out of the dryer, and felt so sensuous against her now chilled body. Jasper slowly and thoroughly dried every inch of her body, then turned her around to dry her hair, running his fingers through it to get out the knots as he went. He wrapped her head in the towel, grabbed the dry towel, still warm, from the couch to wrap around her body. Edward was now naked and dry, his towel wrapped loosely around his hips. He kissed her shoulder.
"Mind if I put these in the dryer for a while, love?" he asked.
"No, of course not. Second door on the right." Edward smiled a crooked smile at her and headed down the hall. She returned her attention to Jasper, who was emerging from her kitchen with a tray with three steaming coffee mugs, all bearing the NCB crest.
"I thought you might enjoy some mulled wine, darlin'. Perfect for an evening like this." He set the tray down on the coffee table and handed her one. She sipped it and the spicy sweet warmth slid down her throat. It was heavenly.
"This is delicious. You made this?"
"Yes. It's Miss Lillie's recipe. I'll be sure to tell her you like it. Feeling better now?" Juliet nodded, taking another sip. Jasper set down his mug, then took hers and set it down as well.
"Good, because I don't think I can wait any more." Juliet's eyes grew wide as Jasper began unbuttoning his dress shirt, slowly, one button at a time, revealing his perfectly sculpted chest. He smirked a little as he slid it off behind him and tossed it aside. Her eyes were locked on his fingers as he unbuttoned his slacks, moved the zipper down one tooth at a time, then dropped the pants to his ankles and kicked them off. He was not wearing underwear.
"Oh My!" Juliet exclaimed, putting her hand over her mouth, embarrassed at her outburst. Jasper responded by ripping the towel from her body and pulling her against him.
"I'm glad I please you," he whispered as he nibbled her ear and pressed his erection into her thigh. He laid her on the couch and began exploring her body in earnest, laying kisses all over her chest. His hand wandered to her apex and he moaned when he realized how wet she was.
"Oh, darlin'. So wet," he murmured against her stomach as he entered her with his fingers, pumping steadily as he rubbed her tiny bundle of nerves with his thumb. Her hips bucked against his hand, silently begging for more. Jasper thrust deeper into her, up to his knuckles. He curved his fingers and explored with every thrust until he found what he was looking for and Juliet screamed his name as she came. He removed his fingers quickly and positioned himself at her entrance.
She had not even time to come down from her orgasm when he drove into her, and she immediately came again, her muscles squeezing against Jasper as he filled her. Jasper set a quick pace and thrust hard into her, holding onto her shoulder for support, pulling a little with each thrust to ensure maximum penetration. His other hand ghosted over her, squeezing her breasts, caressing her neck, finally finding its way to where they were joined. He began teasing her clit, the sound of their skin slapping together echoed the sound of the thunderstorm outside, hard and relentless.
"Come for me, Juliet," Jasper groaned as he orgasmed, and she did, soaring higher than she had ever soared before. He gently removed himself and settled behind her on the couch, spooning her and kissing her neck softly as she drifted back to Earth.
"I wasn't too hard on you, was I, darlin'?" He murmured. She shook her head and he smiled as he kissed her again.
"Good. Would you like a bath?" Juliet sighed at the thought. Muscles she didn't even know she had were suddenly aching.
Jasper took her by the hands and helped her up. "Go on. I'm going to warm these drinks up and I'll be right behind you." He gave her a playful smack on the butt as she walked past him.
When she walked in her bathroom, she found it too was lit with the most romantic candlelight. The bath was already prepared, with rose petals floating above the steamy water.
"Come, love, let me help you in." He held her hand as she stepped in the water and wrapped her hair in a loose bun for her. It was the perfect temperature and Juliet's entire body was relaxing. Edward put some lotion on his hands and rubbed them together to warm it up. He firmly but gently began rubbing her neck and shoulders until she felt like her very bones had turned to mush. Edward rinsed her off and guided her back so her head rested on the pillow. Jasper had returned with the mulled wine and handed them each a glass.
"To a lovely evening with the lovely Juliet," he toasted and they clinked mugs. Edward massaged her feet and calves as they all enjoyed their beverage. Jasper stepped out for a moment and returned with a chocolate Adonis statue on a plate.
"Normally we would leave this by the bed, but I thought you might enjoy it with your wine. They should complement each other nicely." He leaned over and kissed her forehead. Edward did the same. She took a bite of the chocolate and closed her eyes, moaning at the taste on her tongue. When she opened her eyes, they were gone.