A/N: Woah, is there like, some citrus in this bitch? Warning if you're allergic. (To terribly written fruity things) Let's earn that M rating!
Chapter 9 ~ Rude Things
"What?" Bella's voice roused me from all of my dirty thoughts that have revolved around her since the day we met. She was looking up at me from her position on the chaise. She was a chaise hog. She never sat anywhere else, I was startin' to notice. She kicks off her chucks, drops her bag next to it and jumps on it and promptly lays on her stomach. You're becoming predictable, Bella. Not that I minded. As long as she was here with me, looking all beautiful with her windblown hair and soft pink lips. She was going through my iPod trying to find a song she wanted to sing. She was nervous as hell about it, but I assured her that if she sucked I'd tell her. In a really nice way.
"Huh?" I was so eloquent in the afternoons, it seems. She had caught me off guard, I was thumbing through my records and thinking about stuff. Okay, okay. I was thinking about bending her over that chaise and well, you know. Bangarang!
"Did you just say you wanted to kiss me and do rude things to me?" Holy. Shit. She had her eyebrow raised and she was waiting for me to deny it. I would never deny my attraction to her. Which was why it was so hard to keep away from her.
"I said that out loud." It was a statement and an admission of guilt all wrapped up in a nice little package for her. She nodded,
"What sort of rude things? Tell me what you're thinkin' about over there. Only come over here and tell me." She patted the spot next to her. I was already crossing the room before I realized what I was doing. I shook my head as if to shake her siren call away. She was biting her lip and she had no idea what that did to me. Or she did, judging by her eyes traveling down my face and chest and resting on my junk. She released her lip from her teeth and grinned, sitting up with her legs tucked underneath her.
"I really love this song." She tears her eyes away from me and presses play on the iPod, looking back up just as quickly to see my reaction to the song. Babe, if it's on my iPod, I love that shit. Music drifted through my speakers and I was glad I had stayed up hella late the other night to set them all up. I could blast shit all night and no one would be bothered by it.
My baby was playing Pearl Jam, one of my favorites too. Dissident. If I hadn't wanted to kiss her before, I sure as fuck did now. I stopped standing awkwardly between my stereo and the chaise, closing the distance and pulled her up from her sitting position so she was standing in front of me. She was a tiny lil' thing, her head barely reaching my shoulders. She was biting her lip again, her brown eyes open wide beneath her glasses. I took them off and set them on the nearest speaker.
"Jas..." She pleaded, licking her lips in anticipation. Fuuuuck. How could I say no to this woman?
I kissed her and she tasted like gummy worms. I couldn't think of anything but the feel of her soft but slightly chapped lips moving against my own. It felt like I had been waiting for this moment my whole life. To kiss Bella Swan. A girl I met less than a week ago. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her body closer to mine. It still wasn't close enough, it would do for now though. Her hands came up and tangled themselves in my hair. Caressing and tugging. Her nails grazing my scalp. Shit. I groaned low in my throat, did she have any idea what she was doing to me? She brought my bottom lip between hers and bit it lightly before pulling away, only to bite her own when she was done.
"Wow, Jas. If I knew kissing could be like that, I would've kissed you that first day in front of Lauren." Her face was flushed, lips swollen. Her hair was still a fucking mess, and I loved it.
"That wasn't all me, you know. I believe your lips were both present and accounted for." I leaned down to steal another kiss, she met me half way. Why the fuck was she with that stooge, Edward? Why am I thinking about Edward while I have my lips on the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on? The song changed and another Pearl Jam song came on. Bella pulled me down on top of her on the lounge and we continued making out like the teenagers we were. We were supposed to be doing homework too, shucks. I was getting breathless so I moved down towards her neck. Kissing and biting along her jawline as I descended. I think this was the best part of my entire life.
"Really, Jas? The best part?" She pushed me away from her neck so she could look at my face. She was all smiles, eyes dancing with mirth.
"I seem to have lost my mental filter." I grinned unabashed. I didn't care. With other girls I would feel stupid for saying shit like that. With her, with Bella... It was different. I wanted to tell her everything. I just wished she would do the same. "Yes, it is the best part of my day." I confirmed for her, just in case she was still wondering. I never wanted to keep her waiting for anything.
"I can tell when you don't know you're speaking out loud." She pulled me back down to her, kissing me lightly on the lips and following the path I took on her earlier. Kissing down my jawline. She murmured, her voice rough with emotion. "Don't keep me waiting, Jas."
"Oh darlin'..." It was all I could get out before she crushed her lips to mine. Her hands left my neck and migrated down to the hem of my shirt, sliding her hands underneath. Gliding around to my back where she lightly scratched her nails down my shoulders and back. Involuntarily I ground my hips into her, groaning at the friction against her. She was all breathless moans and humming, legs wrapping around my waist and keeping me tight against her. Her hands reached the hem of my jeans and went on down to grab my ass, pulling my hips back into her, trying to start a rhythm.
"Shiiiiit." I hissed through my teeth, leaning up slightly to take my shirt off and toss it aside. "It's getting fucking hot in here." Ha, I knew I said that out loud this time.
"So take off all your clothes." She giggled saucily. Sliding out from underneath me and standing up to pull her socks off, dropping them on the floor. I bent over to unlace my boots but she stopped me. Kneeling at my feet and slowly untying them. She looked up at me through her lashes, and from this angle all I could think about is her reaching up, unbuttoning my fly and taking me into her mouth. Fuck. I hope I didn't say any of that out loud. She pulled my boots off and stood back up. Okay, I didn't. I only felt slightly disappointed. There would be chances for that later, I hoped.
"It's still a little uneven." She smirked before shrugging off her sweater and reaching for the hem of her shirt. I held my breath, waiting to see what was underneath her black David Bowie shirt. I wasn't sure what I was expected but it wasn't the cute little ivory lace with neon pink and bright purple flowered bra she was wearing. I tore my eyes away from her chest to pull her to me so I could kiss her again. Grabbing her around the waist I ran my hands lightly along her sides as our lips met again. She shivered but I was positive it wasn't from the cold.
"Jas, I don't care anymore. I've never wanted anything more than I want you. Please." She was fucking begging me?
"All you had to do was ask, Darlin'." I gripped her hips and picked her up and over my shoulder. Smacking her ass when she was firmly over.
"Jasper!" I ignored her, carrying her to my room and tossing her on the bed, following her as I decided to explore her newly revealed body with my mouth. Her hands never left my hair, tugging and pulling. With the god damned nails on my scalp. Fuck yes. I'm glad there was music playing because if anyone walked by there was no way they wouldn't hear her moaning my name and begging me for more. It could feed a man's ego, the way she said my name so breathlessly, with such wanton desire. I paused at her jeans, looking up for approval.
"I thought you weren't going to keep me waiting? Get on with it Whitlock!" She abandoned my hair and unbuttoned her own pants. Sliding down the fly and looking at me expectantly, eyebrow raised. Jesus, she was wearing matching panties.
"As you wish." I got up and pulled her pants all the way down her legs. They were so form fitting her underwear was coming with it halfway, tangling up at her knees. She pulled them off and tossed them at me with a slightly obnoxious chortle. Hitting me smack in the face with them. What aim! I brushed them off my face and gave her an amused glare. I pulled open my pants in one move, the buttons popping one after another. I slid them down and stepped out of them. Her eyes widened a bit, I hoped that was a good thing. While she was distracted with my dongalong, I took a gander at the goods. Nice. Neatly trimmed. Great minds think alike, afterall.
"You go commando." She wasn't asking, so I only nodded and got back into the bed with her. My hands sliding up her legs and to her thighs. Kneading and teasing them.
"Bella?" I questioned, I wanted to taste her. I hesitated, waiting for her to give me permission. She shook her head no,
"Jas, I need to feel you inside me. Now." Demanding little thing wasn't she? She rolled over onto her stomach, fumbling in the nightstand for something.
"Damn, you're ass is fine. I just want to bite it." I may have said that out loud, but fuck if it wasn't true. She rolled back over and I was staring at her up close and personal. Was she sure she wouldn't let me have just a taste? A condom slowly drifted into my view. Where the hell did that come from? I started to tear open the package so I could do as my babe commanded but was momentarily distracted by Bella's hand making my dick incredibly jealous and hard. She was touching herself. I felt myself doing the same, sliding my hand up and down my length. She gradually slipped a finger inside, moaning loudly.
"Mm, I wish this were Jasper's cock." My eyes cut up to hers. She was beckoning me with her hand. "I'm so wet for you, Jasper." My dick could cut glass, I shit you not. I put the condom on and crawled my way up her body. My mouth stopping to suck and nibble here and there. I pulled down the cups of her bra and kissed both of her nipples before taking one into my mouth and biting it gently. I could feel my dick pressing against her entrance. Bella pushed her hips up and I responded, pushing inside her slowly. Not stopping until I was in as far as she could take me.
"Fuck, you feel so good." I murmured, capturing her lips with mine for a short kiss. "So tight." I started moving against her, all of her breathy moans and voiceless groans spurring me on. Her hands were on my ass, digging her nails into it in an effort to pull me closer, harder against her. I wasn't going to last long if she kept it up.
"Shit! Right there, Jas. Yes, yes. There!" I quickened my movements, pushing roughly into her. I could feel her clench around me. "Oh, harder. Please, Jas. I need you." I never would have thought she'd be so vocal in bed, and I was loving every minute of it. I gripped her hips with my hands, using them to pull her onto me harder. Her legs wrapped around my hips again, keeping me inside of her completely. Her hands gripped my biceps. I was speechless, there wasn't anything I could say. I just needed to feel her come on my dick. I looked away from where we were joined together and peered into her hooded brown eyes, trying to judge if she was close or not. She stared right back, her mouth curved into a sly smile.
"Jasper, I'm so close. Come with me." It wasn't a request. I responded to her demand involuntarily. I came moments before she did, if I hadn't just exploded inside of her I would have the second her walls started contracting and milking my dick. Jesus, I had never come so hard or long in my life. I collapsed on top of her, rolling her over so she was laying on top of me and I was still inside her. I was hesitant to leave.
"That was..." I searched for the words.
"Okay."
"Okay?" She peeked at me from between her hair.
"All right? Good? Pleasant? Fine? Not bad? Tolerable?" I started tickling her and she rolled over on her back, severing our connection. "Stop, stop! Okay, it was magnificent! Mind blowing, amazing, stupendus, miraculous, stunning, unbelievable, incredible, fucking awesome." She finished.
"That's more like it, darlin'." I got up to dispose of the evidence, and turn the music down. I wish I were a more observant man, I would have seen Edward peering through the bedroom window as I left.