A/N: Thanks for your reviews, follow and favorites and thanks to all who followed this story even though it haven't updated in forever.
I could bore you with excuses for why it's taken me this long, but I'm not going to.
Let's just say that I suck, and I hope this chapter doesn't.
Country girl (Shake it for me) – Luke Bryan
Must be doin' somethin' right - Billy Currington
Al Green -You Ought To Be With Me
This story is unbetad with a little help from some nice people on Twitter. And a special thanks to my darling husband who gracefully agreed to help me with a lil research ;) I had to embellish a lil though, but much ;)
Sadly, no "nougaty flavored popsicle" will appear in this chapter. But there's beer!
All recognizable characters belong to S.M, I'm just giving them something (or someone) to do.
Chapter 3
Jasper
Nursing the hangover from hell, I decided to stay in on Saturday.
It wasn't like I'd had any plans to begin with. Heading to the nearest animal shelter to adopt my seventy-two cats – because I was pretty sure that was my future at that point – could wait a few extra days.
Peter's words kept running on a loop in my head as I slouched in front of the TV. What was it that he wanted me to remember? A hidden memory pricked at the back of my mind, every time I thought I had it in my grasp it slipped farther out of reach.
The sounds of pool balls being knocked together on the table, and Luke Bryan playing on the jukebox greeted me as I entered the bar. Jasper stood with his back to me, cue in hand, getting ready to sink the last ball.
I smoothed my reddish-blue flannel button up with suddenly damp hands and tugged at the frayed hem of my denim skirt, trying to pull it farther down my thighs. I tiptoed closer in my russet cowboy boots, hoping to sneak up on him.
"What do you think, darlin'? Left corner pocket?" his smooth, southern drawl had the same effect on me as always.
Heart beating faster, nipples hardening, goose bumps covering skin, heat pooling between my thighs and my breath coming out in short, heavy pants.
My attention was so focused on the back of his head - busy admiring how the overhead lights made his wavy honey blonde hair, resemble liquid silver - that I neither saw nor heard when the eight ball rolled into the pocket and crashed against the other balls in the chamber.
With a throaty chuckle Jasper glanced at me over his shoulder, smirked and sang along to the lyrics, his eyes full of mischief.
"Country girl, shake it for me, girl.
Shake it for me, girl.
Shake it for me."
Leaning casually against the table he watched me swaying my hips to the music as I walked towards him. Breathlessly, I noticed how perfectly the green unbuttoned flannel shirt fit over his broad shoulders, showing off his bare, muscular chest and defined abs. His threadbare jeans hung low on his lean hips, drawing my eyes to that lickable v.
Drawing in a shaky breath I wet my suddenly dry lips with the tip of my tongue and stopped right in front of him. I opened my mouth to say 'hi', but all that came out was a needy moan when I inhaled his nougaty scent. Jasper bared his teeth in something too predatory to be called a smile, causing the blush to spread from my cheeks, to my neck and underneath my shirt.
Looking into each other's eyes, I reached out and brushed the tips of my fingers gently over the purplish, circular bruises under his eyes, the color a darker shade than the bright topaz I was so familiar with. "You look tired," I murmured quietly. "Trouble sleeping?"
"Yeah, darlin', something like that," he chuckled and turned slightly to grab a bottle of beer from the table behind him.
My eyes widened with both surprise and curiosity as I watched him twist off the cap and take a sip. "I've never seen you drink beer before."
"I usually don't, but I'm…" his tongue sneaked out and caught a stray drop before it fell from his lips, "…thirsty. This'll have to do…for now."
Something about his words and the tone of his voice caused heat to rush through me. I blushed furiously, knowing he would sense it. He always did.
The corner of his mouth pulled up in a half smirk, as if he read my mind
Oh, God! He can't, can he?
Jasper raised the bottle to his lips once more and took another mouthful of beer. My eyes were immediately drawn to the light amber liquid that dribbled down his chin, continued along the panes of his naked chest and disappeared below the waistline of his jeans.
"Would you look at that, darlin'," he rubbed the pad of his thumb over his jaw, his smoldering gaze locked with mine. He cocked his head and purred, "I've gone and made a mess, how 'bout you helpin' me get cleaned up?"
I wanted to tease him, to make him as crazy as he made me, so I started by kissing away the drops that still lingered on his bottom lip, then following the trail of beer down his chin and throat. I grinned internally when I felt his Adam's apple bob beneath my lips. I pressed openmouthed kisses along his collarbone, nibbling a little both here and there.
Jasper moaned.
When I reached his flat nipples I scraped my teeth over them and watched them pebble under my hot breath.
Jasper groaned.
I kissed, licked and nibbled my way down his gorgeous body, tracing the ridges of his six-pack with the tip of my tongue. I slid down on my knees and licked a circle around his belly button.
Jasper growled.
"Enough teasin' darlin'. Gimme what you know I want," he ordered, his voice rough and gravely.
His words made my pussy clench and I rubbed my thighs together, trying to ease some of the throbbing. My tits felt heavy and swollen, aching for his hands.
While toying with the button of his jeans I quirked one brow, hoping the small gesture would show my annoyance with his demand, and at the same time praying that he wouldn't sense how much it turned me on. For once I wanted to be the one in control.
I slid my hand down the waistline of his jeans and felt the coarse curls of his pubic hair against my fingers. I popped open the button, using my thumb and forefinger, and pulled down the zipper, teeth by teeth.
"Darlin'," Jasper growled threateningly, impatiently.
Loosely wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock, staring up at him, I pushed his jeans down to his ankles. It wasn't the first time I saw his cock, and the rush I felt was as familiar as the tightening in the pit of my stomach, and the way my mouth watered at the sight of him.
The head glistened with pre-cum, and I licked my lips in anticipation, while glancing up at him through my lashes. I collected one of the sweet-salty drops with a flick of my tongue, humming with appreciation.
I puckered my lips, kissing the tip of his cock, and slowly opened up, taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat.
A strangled noise, somewhere between a groan and a growl rumbled through Jasper's chest, making him sound more animal than man. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and twisted it around his long fingers.
I hollowed out my cheeks and scraped my teeth gently over his shaft as I lifted my head, releasing him with a little 'pop'. I sucked hard on the purplish head, flattened my tongue against the underside of his of his cock and reached up to roll his balls in the palm of my hand.
Jasper snarled, tightened his grip on my hair and pulled until I arched my back. He pushed back into my mouth, through his head back and hissed, "Fuuuuuuck."
The single drawn-out word had my already soaked pussy to dripping with arousal. He drove his cock in and out between my lips, I moaned around his length when one-handedly he ripped open my shirt and started groping my tits with his free hand, showing me that the only reason I'd been in control was because he'd let me.
"Yeah, that's it darlin'," he grunted, "take my cock. I love fuckin' your mouth as you fuck me with your eyes."
A cocktail of saliva and pre-cum trickled down the corner of my mouth, I took a firmer grip on the base of his cock and started pumping up and down, in time with his thrusts, spreading the wetness over his shaft with a twist of my wrist.
"Yesssss," he hissed. "Just like that. It feels soooo good when you suck my cock." He jerked his hips forward, again hitting the back of my throat, "Play with you pussy for me, darlin'."
The embarrassment that flooded me from his words vanished before it could take hold. I had never masturbated in front of anyone before, but suddenly I wanted to, more than I'd ever wanted anything.
Normally I would take my time, almost teasing out the climax, but my hands shook with an urgent need to touch myself, making 'slow' completely out of the question.
Moaning with pleasure, I sucked harder on his cock as I pressed the heel of my palm against my clit and dipped two fingers into my dripping pussy.
"Oh, fuck, I'm close," he groaned. "Come with me, darlin'. Feel your pussy squeeze your fingers as you swallow every single drop I give you," he growled and I could feel my body respond to his demand. "Now!"
As if responding to his command, the orgasm crashed over me with such force that I had to grab his thigh to keep from falling backwards onto my ass.
I swallowed greedily as Jasper came in my mouth with a roar, and continued sucking until I'd emptied him of every last drop.
Before my erratic breathing had a chance to calm down and my racing heartbeat had returned to normal, he picked me up and laid me down on the pool table. I sighed as he leant down over me and buried his face in the crook of my neck, pressing his cold lips against my pulse. I felt, more than heard him singing to the music still coming from the jukebox.
"Must be doin' somethin' right
I just heard you sigh
lean into my kiss and close
Those deep brown 'need you' eyes
Don't know what I did
To earn a love like this, but
Baby, I
Must be doin' somethin' right"
The corner of my mouth turned upwards into a small smile, when I realized that he changed the eye color from blue to brown.
His fingertips ghosted over my nipples as his hands moved down my body to firmly grip my hips, pulling me closer.
I gasped, surprised, when Jasper ripped my skirt in half, the sturdy denim falling away like tissue paper.
He rubbed his cock up and down my slit, coating the head in my juices. "Say it," he whispered, cold lips grazing my ear. "I want to hear you beg me to fuck you."
"Please," I whimpered. "Please, Jasper. Fuck me."
He pushed in to me slowly, his dark eyes looking down between my thighs, watch as his cock disappeared into my drenched pussy. Stretching me, filling me.
When he was finally fully sheathed inside of me Jasper let out a growl, so guttural, so animalistic, making my inner muscles flutter around him.
The tendons in his neck stood out as he fought to stay still. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed the heels of my cowboy boots against his ass. "Please, Jasper," I sobbed desperately.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" he gritted out through bared teeth. He pulled his cock almost all the way out, before burying himself inside of me once more.
"Yes, yes, YES!" I cried out. "Please, Jasper, FUCK ME!"
A predatory grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Alright darlin', you asked for it." He dug his fingers in to the flashy part of my hips and stared at my neck with hunger in his eyes.
Jasper pounded into my pussy with deep, almost punishing thrusts, and I loved every second of it, as proven by my sultry moans.
I arched my back, trying to push myself up, needing to kiss him, touch him. But his grip on my hips held me in place.
"You like that, darlin'?" he grunted, and drove into me, faster, harder..
Soon I could feel a tightening in my lower abdomen and my inner muscles clamped down around his cock. I groaned his name as I came.
Jasper's shout of pleasure followed quickly. He fell down on top of me, singing quietly.
"I'm trying to realize
You being with some other guy
I don't know the reason why…
I could still hear the music when I opened my eyes, as if I was still in the bar with Jasper, and not in my cold, lonely bedroom.
…You ought to be with me until I die"
A/N: Did it suck, or was it just Bella?
I know some of you have a problem with using cum instead of come, and I always try not to, but when it came to "pre-cum" I just had to use com instead of come. A friend of mine, Danté Johnson, suggested "Penis dribble" and "Pre-ejaculatory fluid", so it could've been much worse, =)
I will try and finish the next chapter as soon as possible, but I have a Halloween O/S that has to get done in time, so I'll be working on it at the same time. It's called "Scream for me" and is Paul/Bella.
Next chapter: Paul, in the…on the…against the… Nah, y'all just have to wait and see ;)