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Jasper

It was a sign from above. It absolutely had to be. I'd spent the majority of my day going crazy. I couldn't stop thinking about Edward and that kiss. I was so fucking horny I was close to pulling my hair out. I didn't know whether I should call him, or just leave him the fuck alone. I started thinking that sex with Edward just wasn't in the cards for me. As evening rolled around, I decided it was time to go out and find someone who actually wanted me. The idea of letting Edward go killed me, but his constant rejection was worse.

I took a long hot shower, got myself dressed, and headed to Drip. It was the best gay club in Chicago, and it seemed to draw in the sexiest guys from all over the city. I thought about finding a girl, but if only for tonight, I needed to sleep with another man. Soft curves and boobs couldn't have been further from my mind. I walked into the club, and so many beautiful boys caught my eye. I wasn't attracted to any of them though. I just had an eye that could spot and appreciate all forms of beauty. I went up to the second floor where I could sit at a table and watch the mass of dancing bodies below.

Two beers in and twenty minutes later, my eyes caught a shock of bronze hair entering through the door. It was Edward. I'd come to the club looking for a hot guy to sleep with, and Edward walked in. It had to be fate telling me not to give up on him yet. I wanted to go to him right away, but I found myself unable to rise from my seat. Insecurity, like I'd never felt in my life, arrested me. I remembered each time Edward ran away from me and wondered if the fates were actually laughing at me instead of encouraging me.

I stayed in my seat and decided to just watch Edward a little more before making a decision as to whether I should approach him or not. He made his way to the bar, and I realized that he wasn't alone. He was with Esme. I'd met her a few times and knew that she was a mutual friend of Rose and Edward's. She was a sweet little thing and extremely pretty. My eyes widened in shock as I watched her knock back shots like a pro before going out on the dance floor with Edward. They held my undivided attention as they danced like lovers. My eyes followed every rotation and thrust of Edward's hip. I was suddenly green with envy as Esme's fingers disappeared beneath Edward's shirt, and his hands palmed her ass. I would have given anything to be her in that moment.

I ordered another beer wanting to drown out the sting of all my unpleasant emotions. Edward and Esme danced for forty-five minutes straight, and my eyes never left them. I sighed in relief as Edward finally left Esme on the dance floor to go to the bar. Esme didn't miss a beat and seamlessly got into the groove with another guy. I watched her in amusement for just a few minutes before looking back to Edward. I gasped in fear and outrage as I saw him with another man.

The guy was NBA tall, WWE built, and Calvin Klein gorgeous. He was all over Edward, and my first reaction was to be jealous again. When I took in the expression on Edward's face, I felt nothing but fury. Edward was a ball of fear, anger, grief, and distress. His face was fixed in a scowl, his shoulders drooped to his knees, and his eyes held some unfathomable emotion that sent my heart through a paper shredder.

I couldn't be sure, but it seemed like they knew each other already. No one evoked those kinds of emotions from a person they just met. I watched the man reach out to touch Edward who jerked away as if he'd been burned. My heart pounded in my ears blocking out all other sounds. When Edward's body seemed to collapse with sorrow that I couldn't even comprehend, I was seeing red. I jumped out of my seat, stormed down the steps, and began forcing my way through the crowd toward them. I had no idea who the fuck that guy was, but he was causing Edward some kind of torment. I wasn't going to stand for it another minute.

In the back of my mind, I knew that there was a strong possibility this beast of a man was about to beat the living shit out of me, but I couldn't let Edward suffer in his presence a second longer. When I reached them, Edward clung to me like his life depended on it. Instinctively, I knew that in some way it did. My chest swelled with pride and hope that, despite my harassment, Edward could feel safe and secure in my arms. I held him tighter and turned my attention back to Sasquatch. I'd expected a fight, and for a few seconds, I thought he'd give me one. The look he gave me was withering and would have killed me if possible. I returned his gaze though. I was ready for whatever, and in the end, he just walked away. I sighed in relief and turned back to Edward.

The look on his face made my chest swell again. There was no pride in it this time. It was something warm that I couldn't name, or maybe I just didn't want to name. What I knew for sure was that it scared me. It terrified me. I needed to get my mind off myself and focus on Edward. He needed me.

"Are you okay, Edward? Who was that?" I asked.

He exhaled, and his sweet breath fanned over my face. The look in his eyes was reverent and wild as he stared directly at and through me.

"Ask me to dance."

I don't know what I expected Edward to say in that moment, but I can assure you that was not it. Whoever that guy was, he'd done something to Edward. This wasn't the Edward I was used to. I suddenly wished that I hadn't just let him walk away. I should have punched him in the face as soon as he was in my reach.

Edward grabbed me by the collar and brought my attention back to the present. Apparently, I hadn't answered fast enough for him.

"Ask me to dance," he growled.

My dick twitched in my pants as I was reminded of the dominant Edward that had kissed me in the kitchen this morning.

"Will you dance with me, Edward?"

A slow smile spread across his face as he nodded. "Hell, yes."

I grabbed his hand and led him to the center of the floor. Once we found a suitable space, Edward's hands were on me. They started on my ass as he used it to smash my hips into his. I groaned as the contact pushed my semi into full mast. He groundagainst me as his hands moved up my back slowly, until his fingers were buried in my hair. I'd fantasized about being this close to Edward. I'd dreamed about being the one he dance with and touched. Now that it was actually happening though, I was in shock. I didn't snap out of it until Edward's lips were at my ear.

"Don't tell me that the infamous man-whore doesn't know how to move his hips," he teased. I smirked, loving his cheek, and brought his arms down from my neck. I spun him around so that his back was to my chest and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Oh, I know how to move mine, Edward. I know how to move yours too," I said, pulling him back into me as I thrust forward letting him feel my erection. He pushed his back to greet it as he moaned deep in his throat. His head fell back to rest on my shoulder as his back arched. I took advantage of his exposed neck and ran the tip of my tongue along his skin. The man was delicious, and I groaned my approval in his ear.

One of the disadvantages of being a man is having two heads. One is capable of intelligent thought and reasoning. The other is not. This is a serious problem because the head without the brain usually wins every time. I knew that I should have stuck to my guns and left Edward alone like I'd planned. My little head told me that a tight ass was literally in my grasp, and I needed to do whatever it took to get us inside that tight ass. My senses formed an alliance with the head in my pants against the one on my shoulders. The smell of Edward, the feel of his body, the sight of his dazzling face, the taste of his skin, and the sound of his moans, all numbed my brain until it was totally out of commission. It was defeated so quickly that it was silly to say there had even been a battle.

"Come home with me, Edward," I whispered before taking his earlobe between my teeth and tugging gently. I heard his breath hitch and smiled as my dick rejoiced with another looming victory. Edward tried to put space between us, but my grip became ironclad around him.

"Just say yes, Edward. Say yes, beautiful," I murmured. I splayed my hand over his pelvis and smashed his ass against my arousal again.

"Jasper," he whined breathlessly as his eyes squeezed shut.

"Yes, Edward," I growled. "Say it."

He suddenly broke free from me. Don't ask me how he did it because I wouldn't be able to tell you. I nearly exploded with fear and rage that he was about to run again, but just as quickly as he got away, he returned. His brows were furrowed, and his green eyes were stormy and feral as he looked at me. His arms encircled my neck, and our faces were so close his breath left his mouth and went directly into mine. I inhaled it greedily, hungry for his lips and tongue as well. His eyes searched mine frantically as emotions crossed over Edward's face at whirlwind speeds. I did catch the first, grief, and the last, lust.

"Yes," Edward said. "Take me home."

The clouds parted, and the angels sang. Fireworks exploded, and the Star Spangled Banner played. No words would ever sound as sweet as Edward's surrender. I was happy for myself but for him as well. I wasn't going to take this night for granted. I would do everything in my power to make sure that Edward got a taste of paradise in my bed tonight.

I transported Edward from Drip to my bedroom as fast as humanly possible. I closed the door behind me and turned slowly to face the man that stood in the center of my bedroom. He was finally here where I'd wanted him for so long. I was so happy I could've cried.

I sauntered over to him and cupped his face in my hands before kissing him deeply and slowly. I swallowed his moan and supported his weight when his knees gave out. I pulled back to look in his eyes, and because I was not a total asshole, I had to ask, "Are you sure?"

"I finally agreed, and you're seriously going to question it?"

It wasn't an answer, so I stayed quiet until I got one. Hesitance was all over Edward's countenance and only got stronger as the seconds ticked by. My heart plummeted until Edward's words sent it soaring again.

"I'm sure."

I couldn't keep up with this man. I had been sure that I was bound for another round of persuasion, but like a light switch, his expression changed from apprehensive to determined. I grinned and kissed him sweetly on the lips. I took my time undressing myself completely. My cock was harder than it had ever been. I watched as my nakedness caused Edward to drown in desire. His eyes took in every inch of me, and he definitely liked what he saw. I stepped forward and freed him from his clothes. My eyes feasted on him as I removed each layer of fabric.

When he was completely bare, I pushed him on the bed, and I had to take my twitching dick in hand. Edward's pale skin was breathtaking against my dark duvet. I wasn't surprised to find his body hairless. He was the epitome of perfect grooming. His skin was smooth, and without flaw. Every inch of him: legs, thighs, ass, abs, and arms, was lean but well defined. He was absolutely stunning, and his entire body commanded the attention of my eyes, mouth, and hands. My breathing hitched as my eyes settled on his dick, and my fist involuntarily pumped my own harder and faster. He was long, thick, erect, and leaking onto his heaving abs.

I moved toward the bed and covered his body with mine. Edward was eager, and his arms immediately enveloped me as he attacked my mouth with his. I matched his fervor easily and groaned loudly as he rubbed his hardened length against mine. We made out like teenagers, humping and groping like mad until I had to come up for air.

"I've never seen anyone like you before, Edward. You're almost too beautiful," I breathed.

Blush erupted on Edward's cheeks, and I chuckled before reaching down and enclosing his cock in my hand. I stroked him from base to tip slowly and reveled in the primal shout of pleasure that escaped from Edward's lips. I kissed his throat as my thumb dipped into his slit to collect the pre-cum gathering there. I quickened my pace to lightening speed pumps and then slowed to a leisurely stroke, pushing him to edge and dragging him back. Watching Edward writhe and thrash under me as his hips bucked, nearly pushed me to climax. The sounds he made varied from pained whimpers to debased roars, and I loved them all.

"Please, Jasper!" he begged, trying to failing to keep his eyes open. "I need to come. I need to! Please!"

I let go of his cock only to include mine in my grasp and granted his wish. My own moan and cries of pleasure mingled with his as I drove us into our first orgasm. Hot come splattered over us and the sheets. Some landed on Edward's full bottom lip, and he instantly licked it off. I growled both in bliss and anger. I wanted that come. My tongue plunged into his mouth, searching out that drop of cum that I intuitively knew was his. The taste of his seed was everything I imagined, salty, sweet, and Edward.

When I pulled away from him, I noticed his hips were still moving, and his chest and cheeks were flushed.

I grabbed wipes from my nightstand and cleaned us up. Our first orgasm was behind us but more were sure to come. The night had just only begun.

I sat back on my heels between Edward's legs and tried to catch my breath. Edward lay before me, and his green gaze never left mine. When we both had calmed down, he tried to sit up, seemingly to grab me, but I lunged forward and kept him on his back. I pinned his hands on the bed above his head with one hand and used my other to knead his firm ass. I randomly placed kisses on his lips, neck, and nipples.

"I told you before that this night would be all about you," I said, sucking at the sensitive spot just behind his ear. He moaned appreciatively and turned his head to lavish my neck as well. I enjoyed his lips on skin for only seconds before pulling back to meet his eyes. "So tell me what you want, Edward."

His brows knit in confusion. "What?" he asked, becoming flustered and uncertain.

"Tell me what you want. Where do you want my hands, my lips, my tongue, my cock," I said, adding emphasis to the last word as I pushed my awakening member against his hip. I was happy to see that his dick was coming back to life again as well. I bent to take his pert nipple between my teeth. I bit down hard, making him yelp and struggle against my hold. I held him tight though and lapped at his pebbled flesh to soothe the ache.

"Jasper," he groaned as he continued to writhe. His cock was more than halfway hard now.

"Tell me," I said, sliding my hands down his arms, sides, and thighs. I lifted his knees and thrust against him. He grabbed my ass with both of his newly freed hands and tried to push me into him more.

"Jasper...just...I don't know...just don't stop!" he stammered.

"Don't stop what?" I asked, brushing my lips against his without actually kissing him.

"Jasper, just come on," he whined. "Please!"

"Please what? Get the Scrabble board?"

He scowled and slapped my ass. I gasped and then hummed in delight. Maybe he liked it rough. It didn't matter to me. I'd do whatever he wanted. He just had to tell me first. I started a trail of kisses down the center of his body. I reached his cock and licked it from base to tip before blowing along the wetness.

"Jasper, stop teasing me!" Edward whimpered.

"Tell me what do then."

He rose up on his elbows and fixed me with a stare that was supposed to scare me but only excited me. I dipped my head and licked his balls. His head fell back between his shoulders.

"Yes!" he hissed.

"You like that, baby?" I asked, massaging his thighs.

He looked at me and nodded his head. It was my turn to scowl at him. I wanted to hear him. I wanted him to tell me what he liked and to be forceful like he was this morning.

"I'm waiting, Edward."

"Suck my cock, Jasper!"

"Yes, sir!"

I took tip of his penis in my mouth and swirled my tongue around the ridge. I moaned at the taste of him. His cock was delicious, and I took more of him into my mouth. I wrapped my hand around the base and began stroking what couldn't fit in my mouth. Edward had a huge cock, and while I knew that I could deep throat him, I was going have to work up to it. I took more of him in but pulled back when I knew I was about to gag. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked his cock with all the suction power of a Dyson.

"So fucking good!" he gasped. "Look at me, Jasper. Let me see those eyes, baby!" Edward said as he caressed my jaw. I instantly brought my eyes up to meet his, elated that I was given another command. He looked so fucking sexy as he smirked and simultaneously bit his lip.

"You're the beautiful one, Jasper. So fucking beautiful," he breathed.

I smiled around his dick and took him deeper than I did before. Flattery went a long way with me. I was conceited that way. I massaged the underside of his cock with my tongue and bobbed my head furiously. Edward fell back on the bed and started thrusting into mouth. I went down on him as he pushed up.

"My balls, baby. Touch my balls!"

I immediately obeyed. My boy had no problem making demands now, and I loved it. I took his heavy sack in my palm, caressed it with my thumb, and used my fingers to graze his perineum.

"Oh fuck, Jasper!" he yelled, loosing the rhythm we'd established. I felt his balls lighten in my hand. I used my other to push down on his pelvis and keep him still. I breathed in deeply through my nose and took all of Edward into my mouth. My throat constricted around his head, and that was all it took. He shouted his release and hot spurts of his cum emptied in my throat. He clutched painfully at my hair, but I ignored it and worked to swallow all he gave me. When he let me go, I came up gasping for breath with watering eyes. I got about one lung full of air before Edward tackled me. I was moaning into his mouth before I even fully registered that he was kissing me.

"That was amazing, Jasper," he said into my mouth. Inwardly, I was preening from his praise. Tonight, there was no goal greater than pleasing him. He nibbled at my neck and the underside of my chin, as if my pleasure was his focus as well.

"I need you inside me, Jas. I want to ride your cock."

His hands moved up and down my chest as he ran the tip of his tongue along the shell of my ear. I was painfully hard and readily agreed to Edward's plan. I moved to get the condom and lube, but Edward pushed me back down.

"Don't you dare move, Jasper Hale," he smirked.

I wanted dominant Edward, and that's what the hell I got. He opened my nightstand and retrieved the items we needed. He popped the cap on the lube, took my hand, and poured some on. He straddled my hips and rose up on his knees.

"Get me ready."

I wasted no time at all. I reached beneath him and rubbed my slick finger around his hole. He smiled down at me before tearing open the condom with him teeth. He rolled it on me before pouring lube into his own hand. He gripped me as I pressed my middle finger into his ass. We moaned out loud together, and I bucked into his hand as he pushed back into mine.

"Another, Jasper! Don't baby me!"

Edward definitely liked it rough. I pushed two fingers inside him despite not even properly loosening him with one. His eyes went wide as he gasped loudly. I feared I'd hurt him until he asked for more. I pumped and scissored my fingers inside him. The sounds he made drove me crazy. His ass was squeezing my fingers. My imagination ran wild with how he would feel around my cock. I pushed in another finger, and as soon as it was in, Edward pushed my hand away. He leaned over to kiss my lips as he continued to stroke me.

"Are you ready, Jasper?"

I looked into his eyes and nodded my head. "Been ready for a long time now."

He rose back up on his knees and lined me up to his entrance with one hand. He placed the other on my chest to keep his balance. I thought he'd lower himself onto me slowly, but he didn't. He took all of me at once.

I pushed my head back into the mattress as my back arched and toes curled. My mouth opened in what should have been a scream, but no sound came out. It was okay though. Edward yelled loud enough for the both of us. The only thing that kept me from coming on the spot was the fear of what the neighbors might be thinking after hearing Edward. He made it sound like I was in here murdering him.

"Fuck! God damn, you've got a big cock, Jasper!" he grunted.

I wanted to respond, but I couldn't. I was concentrating too hard on not coming. His cavity wrapped around me like a flaming fist. Edward was tighter than anyone I'd ever fucked in my life. I felt him begin to move but clutched wildly at his hips probably scratching him in the process. I needed to keep him still though.

"Wait, baby, wait!" I squeaked, unattractively. "I need a minute."

He grabbed my jaw, tilted my head, and made me look him in the eye. "Focus on me, Jasper. I can't stay still. I need you to keep up with me."

I whimpered but nodded my head. He started slowly, just rocking his hips, but it was enough to make us both moan. Gradually, he sped up until he was bouncing up and down rapidly.

"You feel so good, E! Don't stop, baby. Don't stop!"

He showed no signs of slowing down regardless. He bounced, ground, rolled, and rocked his hips frantically on top of me. If one thing was for sure, Edward could ride a damn dick. I looked down and watched my length disappear into Edward's body over and over. Sweat covered both of our bodies, the room was filled with the sound of skin slapping together, and the smell of sex was heavy in the air.

I sat up suddenly and wrapped my arms around Edward's body before devouring his swollen lips. His fingers found their way into my hair as he secured my face to his.

"Never had it this deep before. Never."

I nodded my head, incapable of speech. He was fucking me senseless, and all I could do was feel. There was a tightening in my belly, and I was going to come soon. I reached between us and began jerking Edward with earnest.

"Come with me, Edward," I said through gritted teeth.

He pushed me flat on my back and leaned backward, planting his hands on the bed. The new angle drove me deeper still and allowed the tip of my dick to hit his prostate every time he slammed down on it.

"So close, Jasper. So close!"

"Edward!"

The coil in my stomach sprang, and my dick pulsed inside Edward, emptying into the condom. Edward came seconds later. His body contracted around me, milking me for all I was worth. My body convulsed violently on the bed as white light erupted behind my eyelids, and I chanted Edward's name like a prayer. This was irrefutably the most intense orgasm of my life. He collapsed onto my chest, and I clung to him for dear life. I knew that we needed to clean up our mess, but for some reason, I could not fathom the idea of being away from him so soon. I kissed every inch of his face that I could reach, murmuring words of praise and affection in his ear.

I eventually cleaned us both with a couple of warm clothes, tossed the now soiled comforter off the bed, and onto the floor. Edward was completely spent, and I had to maneuver his limp body around and under the sheets. When I joined him in the bed, I pulled his back into my chest and held him close. His body fit perfectly into mine, and I never wanted to let him go. I'd always been a cuddler, but this time something was different. I needed to feel his skin. I wanted to be inside him, but not sexually. I just couldn't seem to close enough to him. I showered his back and shoulders with kisses before burying my face in his hair.

"Goodnight, Edward," I whispered.

"Night, Jas," he mumbled, half asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, the previous night's events replayed in my head, and a smile spread across my face. I had finally had sex with Edward fucking Cullen, and I could safely say he was the best I'd ever had. I reached out searching for him in the bed. My hands found nothing but cold sheets. I shot up in the bed as my eyes snapped open. I looked around the room and found no trace of him. I called out his name and was met with no response.

He was gone.

Normally, waking up alone after a one-night stand was perfectly acceptable. It let me know that I wouldn't have to deal with any uncomfortable goodbyes or make plans I knew I wouldn't keep. This was not the case with Edward. I was hoping he'd want to have one more go before he left.

Without sounding like a complete girl, sex with Edward had been special. It wasn't the kind of sex you could just move on from. It was the kind of sex you had repeatedly and as often as possible. I'd been successful in getting Edward to sleep with me once. I would be successful again. And again. And again...

I know that a lot of you are probably disappointed about Edward giving in to Jasper. All of you had thoughts about how this story is going to go and after this chapter, I feel the need to tell you that this story will stray from the usual plot lines. My boys will behave badly, and they will make plenty of mistakes. Jasper and Edward will both learn things from each other, but those lessons will be an ode to the old saying: Be careful what you wish for, because you just might get it.

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