Disclaimer: The only thing that's mine, is the plot. The gorgeous characters belong to S. Meyer.
Chapter 9.
The rest of the week flew by and Bella worked late every night. By the time she got home, all her body allowed her to do was bathe, eat and crawl into bed. With the promotion of their new artist things around the label were pretty hectic. So she was very busy, with album art and all the other little nuances that went into creating a hit record.
Even Jasper stayed to work with them. Just adding another reason to her list of 'Reasons to love Jasper Whitlock'. He didn't have to stay and roll up his sleeves for these things, that's why he had assistants and people like her working there.
Since lunch at his parents' Bella was more aware of him, if that were possible. They were times when she was sure she could feel his eyes burning into her. When she looked up, his face would be void of expression or he was looking elsewhere.
She hadn't seen Emmett much since then, or much less heard him, except when he called to gush about Rosalie. She had laughed and enjoyed teasing him.
"You're such a girl Em," she said laughing.
"Oh shut up Bella Bee. Just be happy for me. I swear Bells, she's the one," he replied in a mushy voice.
"I am happy for you Em, you know I love you."
"Love you too Bells. Pretty soon, you'll be gushing to me about some guy, although he has to pass the Emminator's test," Emmett said half jokingly.
"I doubt that very much," Bella replied wistfully.
"You wait and see, and when you meet him tell him that I say if he ever hurts you I'll kill him," and she knew that he was being serious.
"You're the best big brother a girl could want," Bella had said her eyes misting over.
"I know this," he said before hanging up.
Bella smiled at the memory and straightened up her desk. It was Friday afternoon and already she was ready to go home. She looked up when there was a quick knock on her door.
Jane Voluturri stepped in with a smile.
"I come bearing good news," she said.
Bella smiled, "We're getting raises?"
"Not so soon after the last ones," Jane said with a wink. "No. I came to tell you that Mr. Whitlock has given all the execs on the last project the rest of the day off."
"Really?" Bella asked.
Jane grinned, "Yup."
Bella didn't hesitate a second longer, she grabbed her files and her bag and headed out the door, "Have a good weekend Jane."
Jane's laughter followed her all the way to the elevator.
Forty-five minutes of torturous Friday afternoon traffic, Bella closed the door to her apartment and let her head fall back against the door. She stood there for a few minutes just letting the tiredness seep out of her. When she finally moved, she dropped her work on the small table near the door and stripped off her clothes as she headed towards the bath.
After taking a long relaxing soak in the tub, she climbed out warily and got into her comfy pajamas. She made herself a sandwich, got a bottle of beer and padded back to the bedroom. She booted up her laptop and munched on her sandwich while she waited.
As soon as everything loaded a message box popped up.
CountryBoy: Won't be on much this week. The real world is demanding my presence. I'm thinking of you.
The message was sent on Tuesday.
She typed a reply, "My real world had me busy too."
She put on some music and was dozing off when she heard the 'pop' sound, indicating a new message.
"I need you," CountryBoy had typed.
Those three words chased any signs of lethargy Bella had in her bones. After the week she'd had, her body craved release. Being so close to Jasper had her bundled into a ball of sexually starved nerves.
"Then take me," she typed and hit send.
"I didn't need your permission Angel," he replied.
Bella shivered in anticipation. He seemed just as keyed up as her.
"I kiss you roughly, I'm not feeling very gentle. I've missed you. You moan and throw your head back, giving me access to your delectable neck," he typed.
"We haven't left the front door, I don't think we're going to either."
Bella finished her beer before settling back down in the bed. "I don't think we will either," she typed.
"Did you miss me Angel?"
"More than I thought," she typed.
"Good. Thoughts of your taste and smell have been haunting my every thought."
She sighed.
"I shrug out of my jacket and you're already unbuttoning my shirt. You're just as eager as I am aren't you?"
"God yes," she replied.
"I'm tearing at your clothes, wanting them gone. I want to feel your skin. I bite into your neck and you cry out."
"More..." she typed.
"You help me discard of our clothes and then you're shoved up against the wall, and I'm kissing you. Sucking you in."
Bella took off her clothes and ran her hands over her body. The liquid heat between her legs pooled and overflowed, trickling down her thighs.
"I can smell you how much you want me and I have to taste you. I tear my mouth away from yours despite your protests, my mouth leaves a hot trail down your chest.
Your fingers tangle in my hair as my mouth closes over your pretty pink nipple, biting it softly."
Dear Heavens. Bella's nipples hardened and in her mind his teeth were sharp on her skin. She loved it.
"I go down, kneeling on my knees now. My tongue dipping into your navel, do you like it baby?"
"Uh hmm," Bella managed to type.
"I lift a leg and put it over my shoulder, exposing your glistening pussy to me. So puffy and ready for me.
Without any preliminaries I plunge two fingers into your heat; you cry out and grab my hair. I can feel your muscles clench around me."
Bella was panting, mimicking his words. Lost in the moment.
"Don't try to type Angel, just feel," CountryBoy typed.
As if she could type anymore, anyways.
"Your smell is intoxicating as I spread your lips apart, fingers buried in your sweet heat. I bend my head and lap up the juices secreting from your body.
Between the sensations of my tongue and fingers, you explode around me. I don't stop. I can't stop. You're whimpering."
And she really was.
"With one last lick, I stand and wrap your legs around my waist; no waiting. This isn't going to be lovemaking Angel.
Do you hear me? I'm going to fuck you so hard, and without warning I thrust into you. I can feel you coming all around me. Come for me Angel, I love feeling you around me," he typed.
"JASPER!" Bella screamed as her orgasm took over. Her fingers stilled and her back arched off the bed.
Oh. My. Fucking. Gosh.
"Your back rubs against the door as I increase the tempo. Your nails are digging into my back, spurring me on.
You're saying something, I can't quite make it out. What are you saying sweetheart?"
"Fuck me," Bella typed as her body floated back to Earth.
"Oh fuck Angel," CountryBoy typed. "You're going to be the death of me."
"At least you'll die happy," Bella replied starting to stroke herself again. Her body still sensitive and coiled for more.
"Enough talking. I slam into you, effectively cutting off your words. I pound into your pussy, reveling in each octave your scream raises. You. Are. Mine.
Not going...to last much longer," he typed.
"Come for me. Come in me," Bella typed.
"OH FUCK!" CountryBoy replied, and then there was silence for a while.
"Are you ok?" Bella hit send.
"I'm good darling," he replied.
"Ok," she said with a yawn. Now, the tiredness slammed into her.
"Are you good?" he asked.
"Better than good," she said with a tired smile as she pictured Jasper lying next to her.
"Get some rest Angel," he said. "Sweet dreams."
Bella saved the chat and logged out, body too sated to move, she fell asleep in no time.
A/N: Guess absence makes the dick harder huh? *snort* I'm so mad at Bella right now. Getting Jazz up against the door. Selfish cow. Anywhooo gotta give a shout out to my slave drivers trickedoutty21 and misszayy-5...*kisses*