CHAPTER 11

Pasta Parties and Parks

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Merry Christmas everyone! Don't expect a chapter until at least the 28th! I will be having a joyous holiday with the fam.

There is some smutty material in this section, at the request of Kittygirl5558 (thank her!), be prepared young-ins.

JPOV

"Emmett, can I talk to you in the kitchen?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.

"Sure man, what's up?" he causally responded.

"Can we go in the other room…? No offense Edward it's just, uh…" I stuttered. I wanted to talk with Emmett about his relationship with my sister. And quite frankly, it would have been awkward with Edward sitting right there.

"No, it's fine guys. I understand," Edward replied coolly before returning to watching the T.V.

I jumped off the coach and briskly walked to the kitchen, roughly pushing the wooden door open. I quickly spun around and was met by a pair of bright eyes and big dimples. Emmett still seemed clueless about what I was getting at.

"Okay, so since you seem oblivious to what I want to about, I am going to be blunt. What are you intentions with my sister? My baby sister who just got out of the worst kind of relationship?" I snapped.

I was usually rather mild-mannered, but I felt obligated to protect someone I loved. I also hated to be blunt with one of my friends, but Rose is my sister. We might butt heads sometimes, but hey, that's sibling rivalry at its finest.

His brown eyes widened with fear, but it was quickly resolved with adoration.

"Jasper, I know how uncomfortable this situation must make you feel. I mean, your best friend and your sister are dating and-"

"You guys are dating now?! Emmett, can you give her some time. For goodness sakes, she and Royce just broke up and she's pregnant. Let her breathe!" I begged.

"Well, technically we aren't boyfriend and girlfriend, or really dating, but I think I want to ask her tonight. I mean, if that's okay with you," he queried.

"Emmett, that's the thing. I don't really want to say yes. But don't be upset, it's not because it's you, but I just don't think she's ready for anyone. I will not stand here and let her get hurt again," I was breathing a little too heavily and I realised my heart was hammering in my temple.

"Jasper, she is eighteen years old. I think she can make her own decisions. If she doesn't want to be with me, that's one thing. But I'm not going to let you dominate her life. That would make you just like him," he sneered.

"How dare you compare me to that- that- creature!" I yelled in his face.

"You're such a hypocrite! You just said you didn't want me to hurt her. What you're doing now is basically the same thing!" His voice was starting to strain – and along with the balling of his fists – I knew he was hitting defensive mode. Time to calm down.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. But it's not something you would understand, man. You don't have a younger sister out there who you have to protect," I apologized.

"Its fine, Jazz. I just want you to know that I love Rose with everything I have. I want her to be happy, and I don't think the two of us in a fight would help that cause. Please, I really want your support – it would mean a lot to me. And Rose, too," he said, his eyes pleading.

"Okay. But I can assure you if you ever betray her trust, you will be six feet under faster than you can scream for help," I threatened.

"Oh, I wouldn't want anything less," he said seriously. "So are we cool?"

"As cool as we can be with you dating my sister," I laughed.

At first he seemed reluctant, but then he joined in, our laughter filling the kitchen.

"Let's get back out there to Eddie. I know he must be getting lonely," Emmett chortled.

I pushed the door back open and Edward looked at me, with wariness in his eyes. I nodded, silently telling him that everything was fine.

It wasn't more than five minutes when I heard the voice of an angel, coming from the top of the staircase. She was wearing a very short black skirt and a practice jersey rolled up, exposing her flat stomach.

I nearly lost my Southern Gentlemen façade. Ever since high school started, this one girl has held my heart. Unfortunately, her brother would have my balls if I ever acted on it.

"So are you boys ready to go?" Emmett asked. "The house is already set up. And yes Alice, I did it myself."

"My little protégé is growing up," she joked. "Did you remember that our school's colors are red and black?"

"Very funny, little one," Emmett snapped, walking over to the garage door.

"Your protégé?" I asked, intrigued. I thought there was a consensual hate between the six of us, up until lately of course.

"Mmhmm," she nodded. "Emmett and I actually talk. I know, shocking right? I was the one that foresaw him and Rose being together. He said he wouldn't push it because she had Royce".

"Well I can say I have some new found respect for you. Hanging around with Emmett can be quite the headache," I chortled.

"Hey, I heard that!" Emmett yelled. "Now get your butts in the car! We can't be late for our own pasta party!"

"After you, darling," I said, oozing Good Little Country Boy, while holding back the door for her. She daintily bounced past me, not forgetting to look over her shoulders and wink.

Damn Edward, why do you have such a hot little sista?

Emmett and Rose took his jeep, and the rest of us crammed in to the Volvo. We really didn't need to drive, since Emmett lived down the street, but no gentleman makes a lady walk late at night.

The drive to the McCarty house was excruciating. Bella and Edward were sitting in the front seat leaving me and the little one in the back. My legs were so long that I had to turn sideways, causing my legs to rub against Alice's smooth ones. Every time it happened, she would smile up at me, softly squeeze my leg and then turn away.

It was torture. But I loved every second of it.

When we got to the pasta party, I couldn't concentrate on anything but the Goddess who was giggling alongside Rose and Bella.

"Baby, are you ready to take me back," I overheard Aro slur, while grabbing Alice's petite arm.

"Aro, don't make me show you to the ground, again," Alice threatened, pushing his hand off her arm and walking away.

"Ali!" he cried. "I miss you! Please come back to me!"

He was pitiful. Alice deserve far better than that pansy-ass.

Aro kept following Alice and make unwanted advances and I could tell she was feeling uncomfortable with this attention.

I decided I should step in.

"Aro!" I called, slapping him on the back.

He winced in pain. Just the reaction I was looking for.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I lied. "Is your back still sore from practice?"

I subtly squished some back-fat between my fingers and he winced again, but quickly recovered.

"Alice!" he slurred. "I want to make love to you tonight. Please let me."

Alice rolled her eyes.

"You can have sex? I didn't know your balls had dropped yet!" I laughed.

Aro stormed off like a fourteen year old girl – suitcase style arms at his side and feet scuffing the floor.

"He gives football players a bad name," I said to Alice.

She giggled. Boy, I loved her laugh. It was like tiny bells at Christmas time. So jubilant.

"Well good thing I'm here to fix that horrible reputation we ballas have," Alice joked.

"Alice, did you just say 'ballas'?" I guffawed.

"You bet your ass I did Hale," she retorted.

What a fiery little thing.

She started to walk away, but I softly grasped her hand in my significantly larger one. I couldn't help but noticed how perfectly it fit.

"Little lady, would you do me the honor of accompanying me on a walk this fine evening?" I asked, pouring on the Southern boy drawl.

"Of course! Lead the way, cowboy," she joked.

My mind drifted to a rodeo, between just the two of us…

I kept our hands entwined as we walked out the front door. Luckily, it was a perfect October night. The golden stars were so bright in contrast to the dark blue of the sky. That was one thing I couldn't resist about Forks. There wasn't too much action in this little town, which meant not a lot of lights. The night sky was so clear.

We walked in comfortable silence until we reached a small park.

"Do you wanna play?" I laughed.

Alice started jumping up and down and clapping.

"I feel like a little kid again!" she smiled.

"Don't you always feel little, Alice?" I joked.

"Don't you always feel big, Jasper?" she tried to snap back. Don't I ever…

I started smiling and then she realized her mistake. Surprisingly, her pale cheeks didn't burn a bright red. Instead, she licked her lips and then ran toward the park.

This pixie would surly be the death of me.

I found her sitting on a teeter-totter, straddling the piece of red wood. Her tiny legs were stretched very far to accommodate her position.

She was smiling like a Cheshire cat.

"You kept me waiting long enough," she giggled.

"Sorry ma'am," I reconciled.

"Just help me with one little thing, and we will be even," she hedged.

"I'm yours," I grinned.

I slowly sat down on the other side of the teeter-totter, causing Alice to shriek as her body flew up toward the night sky.

I was worried at first, until she started laughing, hysterically actually.

"Do that again! Do that again!" she chanted.

How could I not oblige?

I kept roughly bouncing up down on my side, causing Alice to jump higher and higher. After a few times, I noticed Alice's eyes start to look different.

APOV

At first when Jasper starting bouncing on the opposite side of the teeter totter, I thought it was funny, but then, it happened.

It felt really nice.

My legs were spread so far apart that every time I landed back on the piece of wood, it put pressure on my clit.

I threw back my head in pleasure. But I needed more.

I was already worked up because Jasper was just too fun to flirt with and this was not helping.

Luckily, Jasper kept going.

"Faster," I moaned.

Of course Jasper obliged and began to bounce on his side, causing me to bounce up and down as well.

Every time I landed, I felt more electricity flow through my veins, causing my breath to become labored until I was practically panting.

My panties were becoming uncomfortably moist against my skin and I wanted them to be gone, immediately.

The coil was about to release when Jasper stopped.

To say I was pissed was an understatement. This ended pretty quickly as he began to crawl over the piece of long piece of wood separating us.

His eyes darkened with lust and he growled as he crossed over the fulcrum balancing our little game.

When he passed the fulcrum, our balance was off and my half of the wood slammed into the gravel beneath us.

This action grinded my center against the soft cotton of my panties which was covering the hard wood of the teeter totter. I needed some release, right now.

"Jasper, please," I begged.

He didn't say anything, but he threw me over me shoulder, causing my wet panties to met the brisk outside air.

Jasper didn't fail to notice.

"Don't worry, I'll warm you up baby," he said huskily as he tossed me onto the nearest slide and climbed on top.

His hard body hovered over mine, and I felt every line that football had blessed him with.

We stared into each others eyes for what seemed like an eternity. I slowly reached forward and brushed a stray hair out of his eyes. Those beautiful blue lagoons closed in response and he leaned into my hand.

"May I kiss you?" he whispered.

I just nodded.

He hesitantly moved his lips closer to mine, watching my reaction the entire time.

He was going far too slow for my preference so I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his head forward, slamming our lips together. We both moaned in response.

I slid my hands down a little and began to tug at the hair at the nape of his neck. Jasper growled into my mouth. The vibrations sent chills down my spine. In response, he slid his large hands down my sides, until they rested on my waist.

Softly, he began to draw small circles on my hip bones, occasionally reaching beneath the hem of my skirt. All of a sudden, he removed his left hand and slid it up my stomach, so his pointer finger could play with my belly button. I squirmed at his touch.

I needed a breath, so I pulled away, but this didn't deter Jasper. In fact, he dragged his lips down my jaw line, sucking and biting on the way down.

I was slowly developing a vampire fetish.

His kisses were intoxicating, and along with his exploration of my torso, I felt strangely confident. I removed my right hand from around his neck and dragged it down his chest, slowly tracing the firm muscles, until I reached the firmest of all.

I abruptly squeezed the crotch of his pants, feeling how endowed he was, and he groaned, pushing my hand away.

My breath caught. He didn't want me. I felt the tears beginning to prickle.

"Alice," he whimpered. "You don't have to do that".

I looked away, but he would not have any of that. He softly grabbed my face and forced me to look at him.

"Let me please you, Ali. I was the one who got you riled up," he whispered.

"But-" I tried to protest.

"This is about you," he smiled.

My heart began to thump wildly in my chest as I realized what was about to happen.

Aro and I never did anything, much to his dismay, but this felt so right with Jasper.

Excruciatingly slow, Jasper placed butterfly kisses all over my face and chest, until he reached my exposed belly button. He put his tongue in it and began to spin it around, while occasionally blowing cool air on it, giving me goosebumps. This foreshadowed what was about to happen, so I thrust my hips up, urging him to continue.

He looked up at me and chuckled, continuing his delicious torture.

Instead of unbuttoning my skirt, he just pushed it up, exposing my red cotton panties to him. They weren't the sexiest undergarments ever, but Jasper didn't seem to mind.

He just stared and then breathed in deeply.

"You smell amazing, Alice. I can't wait to taste," he moaned, bring his head closer to where I wanted.

I felt his hands massage up my thighs until they reached the edge of my panties. He cocked his head to the side and planted a kiss on my left leg, and then switched and planted one on the right leg too.

I could feel his hot breath against my skin, his ample fingers ready to go to work. He was about to slide the red cotton down when we were interrupted.

"What the hell is going on over here?" a voice bellowed.

AN: Cliffy. I know. I'm evil. Maybe you should review and I will give you another chapter.