AN: Twilight is owned by Steph Meyer.
This chapter contains sexual content.
Chapter 7. A time to seek and a time to lose.
Jasper and I stepped off the plane and ran into the arms of Charlotte and Pete.
Max ran around us in circles, pretending he was an airplane, with all the sound effects, as cute as ever.
"Aunty Bella, Uncle Jasper! Look! Look! I'm a plane. Watch me fly fast see?"
He kept up his busy commentary and ran around us in circles, before dropping onto his tummy and sliding around the shiny tiled floor.
"Well you guys are lookin' a lot better than the last time we saw you leaving for Mexico...I guess you got plenty of time to rest up...how are you feelin' hon?" Char hugged me.
Jasper and I looked at each other and smiled, shrugging our shoulders.
"I guess we're as we'll as we could expect, I don't cry as much than I did, and I even started to feel a bit more positive about the future...which is something I guess...wouldn't you say Jasper?"
He nodded and held my hand up to kiss my knuckles and smile shyly.
"Come on then you two love birds; let's go get your luggage." Pete huffed and then winked at me. "I bet anything you guys shopped till you dropped, and came back with heaps of extra bags!"
"Surprisingly no we didn't, but we did eat a lot of tropical fruit and swim a lot, didn't we Jas?"
"I couldn't keep out of the warm crystal clear water, it was magic. It was very good at soothing the beast within." Jasper rolled his eyes, smirking at Pete.
"Soothing the beast, is that what you call it brother...I'll have to remember that next time...that Char needs to soothe my beast within...Grrr", he went up to Char and Max doing an angry bear impersonation.
Max giggled and came to take my hand.
"I missed you Aunty Bella, are you feeling better? I've made you a special card to cheer you up, and a present which I made at school...it's a clay robot, but I like Lego robots better, they move more easily, this clay one doesn't have any moving parts at all, it's a bit boring, that's why I'm giving it to you, I know you'll still like it, even if it doesn't move and is too heavy."
"Thank you Max I'm sure it'll be wonderful, I always wanted a clay robot, I fact I don't think I've ever seen one before...it will always be my first special one." I had to smile Max was one charming kid; he was just like his dad and uncle with all of their Whitlock charm, that's for sure.
We loaded up the car with our suitcases. I was starting to yawn already...I still seemed to have no stamina at all.
Jasper watched me out of the corner of his eye. Pete was rabbiting on about a new legal case he'd gotten recently, I yawned again.
Char came over and hugged my side, "you need a rest girl, are you ok?"
I nodded, "just a little weary, I still have to build up my strength. I'm not as energetic as I used to be."
"Come on then let's get out of here and back home. Stop yaffelling Pete, and let's get this show on the road!" Char cracked the whip.
Pete stood to attention and saluted her.
"Yes Ma'am!"
I giggled and Max saluted his mother too, mimicking his dad.
I fell asleep on Jasper's shoulder in the backseat. I closed my eyes listening to all the crazy Whitlock banter...
I suddenly awoke in bed, it was dawn and I could hear a neighbour's rooster crowing.
I reached out and felt Jasper's back warm against mine and his soft snoring rhythmically sounding in time with my breathing...I never noticed how we breathed in and out together...weird...
I stretched put and yawned. I suppose it might be nice to check the place out, we hadn't been home for over a month. And before that I was in a state of shock, after the hospital and then funeral...it seemed like a long time ago.
I went to the loo for the first time without Jasper following me...strange, but good having my own time to focus on myself.
He was still sleeping soundly, when I checked in on him.
I made a pot of black tea and poured myself a big mug, made some toast and spread it with honey. Mmmm.
I hadn't made myself a drink or food, or been alone in a kitchen for nearly two months!
Jasper continued sleeping. I sighed, smiling to myself. Maybe he'd get over the intense need to constantly be close to me, and start giving me more space.
I went into the lounge-room and looked out the picture window.
It was quiet here...I missed old Truffles, she had finally passed on, to the great big dog playground in the sky...dear old thing...she died last winter, curled up, beside the fire. She was a wonderful friend, always a comfort and a good listener too.
Truffles would have loved to idea of a butterfly garden, as well as a bird bath, a seat, a rock wall and a moving sculpture which makes music as it moves in the wind. She'd probably get a kick out of the butterflies too, and try chasing them. She was a funny dog.
Even Daisy missed her, Daisy had some company though, with our new foster animal 'Eric the Red', a one eyed alpaca who was unwanted by his previous owner, because he was a bit confused about exactly how to breed with the female alpacas. Poor old Eric wasn't much of a stud!
He was friendly enough, with a lovely soft coat; Jasper laughed and said Eric probably didn't swing that way. I said I didn't mind which way he swung, as long as he got on with Daisy.
Anyway Eric the one-eyed alpaca, kept Daisy company, she was still going strong and enjoyed being patted as well as her carrot and apple treats. She kinda bossed Eric around; he didn't seem to mind...I guess. She liked being the alpha of her little grassy domain.
Seth and his lovely girlfriend Silvia had been kind enough to come over and feed them while we were away. They were such a sweet couple, never getting cross with one another, and kissing all the time.
I have never met a couple who locked lips so much...it was a wonder that they even got the time to eat and breathe, and all those other important things humans need to do. I shook my head and thought I should go check on Jasper again, I had a strange uneasy feeling...
I poured a cup of tea for Jasper and snuck into the bedroom.
Jasper was mumbling and thrashing around the bed...it was another nightmare.
I sat down on the bed, and softly held his shoulder.
I calmly whispered in his ear.
"Jasper honey, I'm here sweetie. You're safe, it's just a nightmare. I'm here...it's only a dream baby...I'm here, open up your eyes...I bought you some tea...wake up sweetie!"
I shook his shoulder gently, he'd been really deep asleep. He mumbled some more.
I squeezed his shoulder more firmly.
"Come on Jasper, I need you to wake up for me baby...open your eyes, I bought you some tea...wake up honey."
He loudly moaned and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Bella! You're here! I thought you'd died...I saw you die...it must have been a dream...there was so much blood! I couldn't do anything...it was terrible! Oh God! The blood... and I couldn't wake you up...I didn't know what to do...it was hopeless..." Jasper sobbed out.
I got down on the bed and lay with him holding him tight. Kissing him and rubbing his back, trying to soothe his pain.
"I'm here baby, and I'm not going anywhere...I'm here...I'm alive...see?"
We kissed, and kissed some more, deepening the intensity and feeling each other's bodies and faces.
Jasper rolled me onto my back and started ravishing me, licking and sucking my neck and pulling my nightie up and off, in one fell swoop.
He had gone to bed naked so it wasn't long before I got to feel all of my beautiful man.
He moved down to my slit and slipped his hand down to plunge his fingers into me, rub my clit with his thumb, while sucking and nipping my neck and breasts.
I sighed and wiggled, moving on his fingers more firmly.
"Jasper ...please...more..."
Jasper moved to line me up and plunged in, right up to the hilt, and moved with strength and purpose. There was no need to go slow.
He wanted to push his nightmare away with the best medicine we'd come across over the years... making hot passionate love.
It was what reconnected us, like nothing else could.
Jasper pulled my legs up and over his arms, spreading me open further and giving him extra access; he kneeled up and pummelled me harder with his thick, hard cock.
We watched each other, moving together...enjoying the flow of our deepening physical connection.
Jasper smirked, pulled out and flipped me over onto my tummy, and then pulled up my backside, plunging in again after a few strokes, he lifted me up by my shoulders to meet his chest and tweaked and pulled my nipples. I squealed and groaned.
He moved his other hand down and pinched my clit firmly... I screamed in response to the sharp sensation.
I felt Jasper sped-up his movements, and then we roared like a pair of wild lions.
We collapsed together sweaty and breathless.
"Bella, babe, I'm sorry to push you so hard...did I hurt you? Are you ok?"
I giggled and rolled back to him and kissed his luscious mouth.
"I'm better than fine sweetie! That was great! Did you manage to chase away that nightmare you had?"
"Yeah, a session of hot lovin' always does the trick! I love you and the way we move...like a pair of magnets or something...it's wonderful and crazy at the same time!"
We searched each other's eyes for reassurance.
I wanted him to be calm and free of nightmares, and he wanted me alive and free from pain.
