A/N: Okay my lovelies here is a much awaited Chapter 10! I just want to thank everyone who commented on the last chapter you've given me a lot of inspiration and ideas! I plan on using all of them! So lets to that again shall we? I'm expanding the date though! Any new follower or favorite will get the normal teaser and anyone who reviews with this stuff: What you do or don't like about this story, what do you want to see happen and whose your favorite character, will get the extra long page long teaser until January 4, 2013! Every email I get from you guys makes me smile so lets keep them going!

I have started a new story called Just to Get High, a songfic based off of the song by Nickleback so delight me and check out the new story, just beware it is very very different from this story but I am very proud of it! It's a colab with my amazing pre reader. JordanPatzCullen so check it out!

Anyway on with this story, the song Jasper sings to Bella in the begaining of this chapter belongs to Chris young! (I'm really on a Chris Young kick right now!) see you at the bottom!

Chapter 10

You

Chris Young

Bella's POV: When we walk into Jasper's bedroom; I start to walk to his dresser to "borrow" another pair of his sweats, but Jasper already has me pulled into his arms and then pins me against the cool air conditioned wall. He pushes his tongue into my mouth exploring every part of it, taking all of the pooling venom in my mouth with him. My hands trace over the cotton plaid shirt he's wearing and soon enough my fingers join in, tugging at the buttons until I can take his shirt off and throw it across the room. His hands follow my hips up to my back, wear my bra is, but turn my face to the side stopping his over eager tongue, but he looks at me with an adorably disappointed face that I just can't resist. I give him a quick peck on the lips; they are sweet and taste like honey from his venom, and shuffle out of his embrace. Walking over to the door, I do my best to shake my hips a little and pull the ponytail out of my hair, which I put up during dinner, and shake my head gently freeing all the curls to bounce as they wish. When I reach the door I turn the lock as a promise I made to Jasper. I turn around with a wink.

I slowly drag the zipper down my back, doing my best to look sexy. I pull the dress over my head and drop it to the floor. Strutting over to my shirtless vampire, I grab his hand and pull him onto the bed. Jasper rolls over to his back and pulls me on top of his chest so I can straddle over him. He pulls himself up too attack my jaw with kisses and makes his way to my mouth. His hands explore my bare back until he stumbles onto my lace bra. Once successfully unhooking it he tosses it over to his shirt. He lays down taking me with him and his monstrous erection greets my stomach through his jeans.

"Mmmph, Jazz, these need to go!" I giggle while tugging the golden zipper of his pants down, finishing by unbuttoning them for him. He shimmies out of them; his cotton boxers just straining to contain all of him, I lay back down on him. Jasper throws his hips up making his dick press into my clit, even through two layers of fabric he still makes me beg, fuck the things he does to me I just can't get enough.

"Jasper! More, please, more, please, please, please!"

"Anything for you, darlin'" He purrs, sexy as hell. He strips me of my panties and tosses me on the bare side of the bed so he can get rid of his boxers. He joins me back on the bed and hovers over me, his hand tickling over my stomach down to my thighs and back up again to the hot spot.

"Can I?" he asks.

"Yes." I beg, opening my legs wide for him. He runs two fingers over my entrance before pushing two in just a little bit. "Mmm… so good… fuck… Jazz!" I moan thrusting my hips up, I need more.

"So wet." He mumbles. I let my hand travel down his chest to get to his dick and I wrap my hand around his long, thick shaft, running my thumb over the slit.

"Oh fuck, Bella!" he throws his head back as I make passes with my hand, tightening my grip a little more each time, but I don't want him to let go quite yet.

"Jazz," I say quietly, still holding his length.

"Yeah?" he answers his voice full of lust.

"I wanna try something," I start.

"Tell me." He growls with that sexy ass half smirk.

"I want you; make love with me, right here, tonight, right now." I explain.

He guides his hips over mine, the head of his dick just inches away from my entrance and I am dripping with excitement.

"Are you sure? We can wait." He answers.

"Yes, I want you, I love you, so much, so much more than you'll ever know. I need you. Please." I beg.

"I love you more," he teases. "I need you, too much." Then he sinks into my warmth slowly and carefully, and I gasp in pleasure.

"More, more, more! I need all of you Jasper!" I scream. He keeps pushing himself in slower and slower until I have him all.

"So fucking tight…. So good….mmm... Beeeeella." He purrs. Jasper rocks his hips slowly at first until I beg him to go faster, which he does; I pull his face down to mine and forcefully attack his mouth with mine, our venom mixing together. I kiss his jaw down to his neck, biting as I go.

"Fuck Bella… so fucking good…I'm gunna…Mmmph…" He pulls my face back up to his so his lips meet mine again. My walls quickly tighten as he picks up our rhythm; were slamming into each other so hard I'm afraid we're going to break the bed.

"Let go Bella, I want you to let go!" he begs for me. "Let go, for me, please!" He slams into me once more and the coils snap, making my pussy spasm tight around his dick.

"Oh Jasper!" I shriek as slams into me again as the rest of the coils let loose and the last of my orgasm rolls over him.

"Bella! So fucking good… so fucking tight!" he screams grabbing my shoulders he sinks his teeth into my neck as he lets himself go and I gasp once more in pleasure. He collapses on top of me, licking my neck, filling the new wounds from his bite with venom. He starts kissing my jaw up to my ear.

"I love you, darlin', so much."

"I love you too." I reply.

We spend the rest of the night making love, learning each and every inch of each other. I lie on top of him and play with the blond curls at the nape of his neck as he tries to cuddle deep into my hair. Being a vampire really pays off; we don't get tired or ever have to stop. But at 7:30 we decide to crawl out of bed.

"The bluest skies don't seem so blue and the stars seem to be a little dimmer too. Now that you're around you put them all to shame." He starts to sing with his deep rustic, voice while leading me to the bathroom so we can assist each other getting clean. "Let me break it down 'cause what I'm trying to say is, no one gets me like you when you kiss me." He places a little peck on my lips, but takes the bottom one with him as he trails away. Starting the shower, he lets me in first then he follows. "Girl, you rock me harder than some downtown band. I thought I knew what love was but I didn't have a clue. I've never found anything that makes me feel like I do about you." He sings while I take extra time with him, covering every inch of him with chocolaty soapy Axe soap. Jasper places kisses all over my face down my neck and collar bones.

"I see you went to the store yesterday." Jasper chuckles, as he reaches behind my head to the shelf, taking notice to the new collection of girl stuff.

"Yeah, Char took me while you and Charlie were talking. I didn't hear any yelling so we decided to make a quick trip to the mall." I giggle as he pours strawberry shampoo into his hands, carefully massaging it into my scalp.

"That feels so good, Jazz." I purr. He rinses the soap out and I do the same to him.

"Girl if you ever get to guessing if I'm thinking 'bout you, just remember that," he starts singing again in the same rhythm as before. "No one gets me like you when you kiss me. Girl, you rock me harder than some downtown band. I thought I knew what love was but I didn't have a clue. I've never found anything that makes me feel like I do about you." I could listen to him sing all day, every day until the sun burns out. Even without his guitar he's just simply amazing.

"I don't think you understand just how amazing you really are, Jasper." I mention, while stepping out of the shower. "You give me the most amazing night of my life and then serenade me this morning; I don't know what I did to deserve you." I giggle while pulling him in to kiss him.

"As I don't know what I did to deserve someone as loving, trusting and beautiful as you, darlin'." He compliments. Yep. That deserves another kiss.

Making our way back inside the bedroom, we separate just long enough to get dressed. I step into the closet to dig in the Maurice's bag new from yesterday. I decide on a pair of light washed skinny jeans and gold sparkly, loosely knitted, too big, sweater with a black undershirt with lace at the top. I pull my hair into a loose low pony tail at the nape of my neck and grab the Smash Box makeup bag and take it with me to the bathroom. The mirror still fogged over so I use a hand towel to wipe a clean circle. I line the top of my eye lid thinly with black eyeliner and apply sparkly black mascara. Just a little swipe of strawberry lip gloss and a spritz of perfume and I'm set. I pull a few strands of hair out of the pony tail, making it look messy then put in gold hoops. I have to admit I look good and I like having a reason to look nice. Although, Jasper makes me feel good in ratty old sweats, I want to dress up a just little bit, just for him. Only for him.

When I join him back in the bedroom again, he's dressed in his usual Wrangler's but instead of his normal plaid shirt he has pulled a black t-shirt over his head, clinging over his muscles perfectly. He smiles as he sees me and his gold eyes glow a tad bit brighter as the smile reaches them. He laces his fingers into mine and he leads me down stairs where Peter sits at the dinette with the Houston newspaper in his hands.

"Morning, bro." Jasper greets, patting Peter in the middle of his back as we walk into the kitchen.

"Hey guys!" he says as he folds the paper up and leaves the kitchen, placing the paper on the couch as he walks by. I assume he's going to find Char.

Jasper walks to the refrigerator and pulls out a package of bacon.

"Breakfast for the humans?" He chuckles while shrugging.

"You know how to cook?" I ask in amazement, is there anything this man can't do. It's like he seriously walked out of a fairy tale or some shit.

"I've been around for a long time there, darlin'. You tend to pick up a lot off Food network when Esme is your mother." He explains. "She loved to bake and send all the goods to the soup kitchen; I'm quite the baker, too."

"I'd like to see a little flour splashed on you. We're just going to have to see how well you can bake, cowboy!" I giggle at his new nickname. "Let's make Christmas cookies later." I challenge.

"Yes ma'am." He winks. We decide to go all out on breakfast for Charlie; it was Jazz's idea to try and make everything seem as normal as possible for a house of vampires. We've dumped so much on him with the supernatural life we just want to make it up to him. Jasper fries the bacon in a skillet on the gas stove below a window. Once all the bacon is sizzling from the heat and its own grease, he shows me where everything is from the bowls and plates to the food processors and mixers. They really have the full set up for people who don't eat.

I gather my supplies of milk, eggs, sugar, vanilla and cinnamon to make Grandma Swan's famous French toast. Grabbing a wooden spoon and a spatula out of the ceramic bowl by the counter, stuffed with other utensils, I'm set. I plug in the griddle in on the granite coated counter by the stove so I can work next to Jasper. So I can stand here and take in his intoxicating scent in, so I can hear him hum to himself quietly as he flips the sizzling bacon over in the cramped skillet. Working all the ingredients together in the bowl with a whisk, my vampric speeds takes over. I'm mixing it so fast the eggs scramble and the milk splashes out of the bowl, dripping down the counter onto Jasper's bare feet.

"Easy there, darlin'" he chuckles while putting his free hand on the small of my back.

"Ooops." I wet down a paper towel and clean up my mess, so I can start soaking the bread in what's left of the ingredients. I place twelve pieces on the skillet and they scream shooting out white steam to the ceiling. Soon enough the bread is cooking and Jasper's perfectly crisping bacon is almost done and it smells like an Ihop in here.

Jasper scoots closer over to me and slides his hand into my back pocket giving my ass a little squeeze. I squeal in excitement and shock, so I turn around so I can smack his chest playfully. He smiles as he shoves his other hand in my empty pocket and thrusts his arms back so I crash into his chest. He places a kiss on my jaw and nibbles up it to meet my lips. I close my eyes just for a second, but when I open them there is a small cloud of smoke collecting in the kitchen; Jasper lets me go only for a second so I can flip the toast, reviling their black sides.

"It's okay because Charlie likes on side a little burnt and the other not all the way done, just like Grandma used to do it." I explain as Jasper raises an eyebrow. He wraps his arms around my torso so he can clench his hands around me, squeezing me in tight.

I never thought anyone could take me into their arms and make the whole world disappear. I feel safe here and I never want to leave. He sets his chin on top of my shoulder to rest his head. Jasper rocks us slightly side to side, hiding in my hair as I flip the rest of the French toast. Nothing else matters when he has me wrapped in close and I can't understand how perfect he is and with every move he makes I fall more in love with him.

"How do you do that?"

"Do what, darlin'?"

"Take every ounce of insecurity and fear out of me. Make me feel so comfortable in your arms. It's like you've walked out of a fairy tale, you're my own southern prince Charming. This feels so right, Jazz. Us, something about us is just right." I explain.

"I get it, darlin'. The way your head fits so perfectly in my neck, the way I fit so perfectly into you. Everything is complete with you." Jasper agrees, still swaying us back and forth.

"Something smells good!" Charlie booms into the kitchen, still in his sweats. Juliette follows closely behind. Jasper helps me set the dinette for two. I fill the glasses with orange juice then we sit with Charlie and Juliette while they eat. I cut up the toast and tear the bacon in small pieces for her and Jasper and Charlie talk easily. Once breakfast is cleaned up, Peter and Charlotte fly down the stairs hand in hand to sit on the couch. Charlie sits on the chair and pulls Juliette into his lap; Jasper and I share the other chair, I snuggle deep into his cradling arms.

"Hey, you know what we should do?" Char chimes into the science.

"What?" answers Peter.

"We should go Christmas shopping; I know the mall will be crazy right now but the underneath of our tree is bare!"

"I think we should too." I say.

"You think the guys should take Jasper's truck and we can ride together Bella?" she asks.

"Sure!" We completely blow the entire day at the mall. Char and Juliette with me and Jasper, Peter and Charlie together, Char picks up some new turkey calls for Jazz and Peter. Who knew that was there thing. I jump in and buy some new camo for him. I'd love to see my man completely wrapped in camouflage. Out of the corner of my eye I see hanging on a hanger way in the back of the store a piece of lingerie. It's a short little dress with a deeply cut neckline. It's camouflage and has pink trim. The side by the leg is cut up to the hip. When I walk over to it I take it off its hanger. The back is laced like a corset with the same pink trim. This will be the best gift ever!

Charlotte fills her cart with assorted hunting gear for both of them and a little dress that's camouflage for Juliette. We make our way through the rest of the mall stopping at JC Penny's, Target and Toys R Us. We drop Juliette with Jasper and he has a million bags in his hands. I open my mouth to say that all of it is completely unnecessary but he presses his lips to mine to shut me up. We make our way to the toy story and over eager Char fills the cart with every Barbie and accessories she can find.

"She really doesn't need any of this," I say.

"What little girl doesn't want to play Barbie's with her daddy on Christmas morning?" she convinces.

"Fine a few Barbie's," I give in with a smile I like how she says Jasper is her daddy. We finish up and get the boys so Charlie and Juliette can eat. Once we're backing home its six o'clock Peter and Char take all the gifts up stairs to wrap and we start on the cookies.

"Okay, darlin' let me show you how it's done," he smiles and grabs my hand dragging me into the kitchen. He takes the flour down from the cupboard from above the sink and takes the lid off. He sticks his hand in the flour and throws some playfully in my face.

"You did not,"

"Yeah I kind of did!" He chuckles.

"You are so dead, cowboy!" I throw him against the counter to tackle my mouth with mine. Our tongues fight for dominance as he brushes the flour out of my hair. His hands trail under my shirt to my bra and unfasten it.

"Mmmph, good thing Juliette is upstairs with her Uncle Peter!" I pull away and tackle his face again.

"Mmmhmm…" He murmurs into my mouth while I help him guide my bra off my arms and he sticks my bra in my back pocket.

"We're not going to get these cookies done are we?" I giggle.

"No we are, don't you worry!" He gathers all the supplies for our Christmas cookies. I stick my hand in the flour and when I walk up behind him I grab his check with my floured hand to bring his lips to mine.

When we finish mixing the dough together we take turns cutting it and putting it in the oven. I sit on the counter and in between the baking times we make out like a couple of teenagers. Everything is so right and life couldn't be any more perfect than it is right now. When we take the batches out of the oven the cookies are flat and so dismembered they don't even represent the Christmas shapes they should.

"I guess we were a little distracted?" I ask giggling.

"Apparently!" He pulls me into a kiss again. Throwing away the first attempt of cookies we try again.

"You sit in that stool mister and don't you get up until I'm done!" I order pushing Jasper into the stool and leave him with a kiss.

"Okay darlin'," he chuckles. I make Juliette's favorite cookies, Monster cookies with extra M&M's. He balls all the cookies and puts them in the oven and guide us back to the dinette chair. We do the same thing as before, make out like a couple of teenagers. Sitting on his lap I pull his flour stained black t-shirt over his head to revile his muscular body. I'm straddling him around his sitting torso and start tracing the flat planes of his stomach, as I explore his mouth with my tongue, until I reach the top of his head and I work my way to the back of his neck where his curls end to pull at them. He mimics my motions and pulls my hair out of the hair tie. Once all the strands are free he works at my sweater and pulls it over my head. I work at the button of his pants until it frees from the little hole. Before I know what I am doing I stick my hand down his pants where I reach his warm dick. Wrapping my hand around it I squeeze it slightly and start rubbing it up and down slowly.

"Oh, God, Bella!" He pulls away to explain.

"You like that?" I ask with an imposter voice. It sounds low and even sexy. I allow my thumb to slide over the slit.

"Mmm…Bella… Yeah that's… oh god… feels so good!" He mummers.

"Cum for me baby," I growl into his ear.

"So fucking sexy," he whispers. I pick up my pace, working on him quicker.

"Come on, do it, for me," I resort to begging.

"So… good…so fucking…oh Bella!" He screams has he covers my hand with all of him. He takes his hands and pulls me to his lips and starts nibbling at them. Yeah this is the best Christmas Eve morning ever.

A/N: So a little lemon and a little lime in this chapter! Does this make up for the cock blocking in the last chapter? I hope so!

Remember to check out my other story Just to Get High and delight me with a review on that one. Here's the summary!

Colab with JordanPatzCullen. SongFic based on Just to Get High by Nickelback. Jasper turns to drugs to ease the pain of feeling everyone's emotions. Edward, his twin brother and best friend does everything he can to save him from himself but makes things worse unknowingly. When Bella, who already loves Jasper, comes in to save him can she or will she lose him forever in that alley in the middle of the night? M for drug references, language and future lemons. JXB EXA RXE CXE AH with some supernatural. Angst/supernatural/Romance/ Hurt and Comfort

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