Love is the answer, but while you are waiting for the answer sex raises some pretty good questions – Woody Allen

Chapter Twelve

JASPER'S POV

After my response to her question nothing else was said between us. I think that was because she had no idea how to respond and I had no desire to explain myself. She was curious though. She wanted to question me, but she kept her mouth glued shut.

The quiet dragged on for miles and miles. I was amazed for a while at her ability to stay quiet for so long. I opened my mouth to speak more than a few times, but kept closing it. I wanted her to crack first and finally she did.

"I have to use the bathroom," she told me, her voice rushed, strained.

"Right this minute?"

"Yeah, right this minute. I drank 64 ounces of frosty goodness and if I don't get to a bathroom in the next five minutes I am going to pee all over your truck."

"Don't you think you should have said something sooner?"

"I would have, but I didn't have to go."

"It just doesn't come on like that."

"Are you really going to argue with me about this? Last time I checked I was the only one here that requires the use of a bathroom, so I think I know what I am talking about. "

"Fine, but if you have to go that bad, you are going to have to settle for a rest stop."

"Whatever, move it," she demanded dancing around in her seat as if that was going to help her at all.

The truck was barely stopped before she was out running to the wood shack that served as a restroom. At the sight of it, I was never happier that I didn't require the use of a bathroom. I could smell the stench ten miles down the road.

"Feel better?" I asked as she came walking back to the truck.

"Much, but do you think that we could take a break from driving? I need to stretch my legs for a few minutes."

"How about we just go find a hotel again for the night. Plus I promised Esme I would make sure that you got a proper meal for dinner."

"Aren't you worried about getting home?"

"No, not really. We'll get there when we get there. So what do you say, hotel, shower, dinner…" I asked her thinking, 'what are you thinking' to myself. Stopping for the night again was the last thing we should be doing. The whole family was waiting for us to arrive and here I was in no hurry to get there and I knew that Bella was in no hurry to get there herself; though I knew my reasons were slightly different then hers.

"I guess I could do that for you," she smirked at me hopping back into the truck.

"You're too kind," I responded, my body suddenly on alert at the thought of the possibilities that spending another night alone with Bella held. Oh the sweet possibilities.

"So can we just get some take out instead of going out to dinner? It isn't like you will be enjoying the meal if we go out. This way you don't have to pretend to eat," she sweetly asked, smiling, trying to use her feminine wilds on me.

"I think it will do both of us some good to get out among people for a little while." And it would give me time to calm down. I was getting entirely too worked up just thinking about being alone with her.

"Really? I would think since I am the only one eating that I would get to make the choice," she bitterly demanded, all sweetness done and gone.

"You have quite the mouth on you," I told her, caught somewhere between humor and annoyance.

"Yes sir I do and you just never know what I am going to say so unless you like the idea of being embarrassed you better get me a number one from whatever fast food place and keep me locked away from other humans."

"What is it with you and a number one?"

"Nothing. If it makes you happy I will get a number two this time."

"What am I going to do with you?" I laughed at her.

"Anything you want, that is if we don't have to go out to dinner," she told me with a wink.

Damn good thing I didn't have a heart that beat because it would have stopped. Yeah she sure as hell did scare the shit out of me. I would never have guess that Bella, who though had always been strong and loyal, she had never been feisty and aggressive. And the mouth on her was ridiculous. She had always been shall we say vocal in her opinions, but she never had the sarcasm or cynicism she had now.

"How about I make you a deal? We won't go out to dinner, but instead we find a hotel that has room service and you order something there. No fast food."

"Deal."

"Alright, do you know how to use this," I asked her handing her over my phone.

"I've graduated college you know, I'm not stupid."

"Can you please find a hotel?"

She huffed and went to work on the task that I had given her. Five minutes later she was smirking.

"Sorry Jasper, but unless you don't want to go out of our way there are no hotels with room service, so I guess I'm getting fast food."

I didn't say anything because I wasn't sure I was going to be able to control the words coming out of my mouth. She was getting under my skin and it was starting to itch.

I took the next exit found a hotel and checked in. Then I headed to the nearest restaurant.

"I thought that we had I deal?"

"We did, but it is now null and void since you could not find a hotel with room service. We are now going to go eat and you are going to enjoy yourself. Do you understand me?" I told her using my firm, take no prisoners, and don't fuck with me voice.

"Make me."

I growled at her. I fucking growled at her and you know what she did in returned, she laughed at me.

"Oh the big bad vampire is going to eat me…I'm so scared. Please, Jasper. I know you are all talk and no action."

That was it. I had enough. Before she knew what was happening I was on top of her pinning her to the side of the truck door. Her heart rate sped out of control, her eyes widen and dilated, and her arousal spiked.

I couldn't believe it. She really wasn't scared of me at all. Instead she was turned on. She licked her lips and softly smiled up at me and then suddenly I was too. All thoughts other then claiming her were gone.

"Would you like me to fuck you, Bella baby?" I whispered in her ear, licking the curve before sucking on the lobe.

"Oh yes please, Jasper."

Now she says please. Now she is all sweet and willing. If this was what it took to keep her amiable and pleasant then I was all for fucking her senseless endlessly. Just right now was not the time or the place. It was time to show her who was in charge.

"I would love to darlin' as soon as you have dinner," I informed her sliding back over to my seat and out of the truck. She was still leaning against the door as I opened it. She fell back and into my waiting arms.

"I hate you," she hissed as I up-righted her.

"You better be nice to me or I won't fuck you later."

She opened her mouth to say something to me, but thought differently. She clamped her mouth shut and narrowed her eyes at me as she huffed and walked into the restaurant.

The place was small, quaint, with only one other older couple in there. The waitress was a fifty something plump woman with salt and pepper hair.

"Welcome dears, what can I get for ya to drink?"

"A coke and a root beer." Bella ordered.

"I'll be right back with those and the special is country fried steak with homemade mash potatoes and corn."

"Thanks." Bella didn't say anything to me as she scanned the menu.

"Here are your drinks. Do you know what you want or do you need more time?"

"No, we're ready. Can we get a cheeseburger medium rare with French fries and a chocolate shake and then can we get a steak really rare with some onion rings," Bella ordered defiantly.

"I'll have that right out for you."

"You are a brat," I told her once the waitress was gone.

"I don't even know what you are talking about."

"You do. We came here so you could eat something other than hamburgers and fries and what do you do, but order a hamburger and fries?"

"And onion rings and a shake, but I got you a rare steak."

"I'm not eating that shit."

"If I have to eat then you have to eat."

"I like to see you make me."

"I can't make you, but if you don't eat then I'm not going to fuck you."

"Why are you being so difficult?"

"I don't think I am. I just have a bit of a problem with other people interjecting themselves into my life; feeling as if they have any right to tell me what I should and shouldn't do. I am an adult. I have been through hell and back and I survived, alone. I had no one there to save me or care if I made it," she vehemently stated to me and I understood completely what she was saying and feeling.

"I am sorry Bella. That was not what I intended. I care about you. That was all I was trying to showcase."

"Caring is not control."

"That is something we struggle with."

"You're better than that."

It would have been so easy for me to tell her she was wrong, that I wasn't better than that, because I wasn't, but I didn't tell her that. I reveled in the thought that she saw more in me then there was. And it made me want to be more.

"Your dinner will be out in a few minutes. Can I get you a drink refill or something else?" the waitress asked.

"Actually, could we get those to go?" I questioned.

"Not a problem. I'll be out with that in a second."

I waited for Bella to say something to me about what I had just did, but she just stared at me as if she was studying me, trying to figure out my sudden change. What I did know about her at that moment was she was happy. It was in that moment that I knew I only wanted to do more things to make her sing with happiness.

"Here is your food and the bill. Is there anything else I can get you?" the waitress smiled at us, even though she was tired.

"We are good, thank you," I told her handing her a hundred. "Keep the change."

"Sir this is too much."

"Not nearly enough for wonderful service. Thank you," I told her smiling at her, which put a huge smile on her face.

"Thank you."

I just nodded and walked out with Bella, who was grinning herself. Still she didn't say anything and I wondered if it was that she saved up her words to use all at once. It seemed she was either mute or throwing words at me.

"I'm going to go take a shower before I eat," Bella informed me once we got back to the room.

"You don't have to ask me."

"I wasn't asking you if I could. It was more that I was wondering if you wanted to take a shower with me."

Instead of waiting for the yes that was certain to come she started undressing as she went into the bathroom. The only real shot I got was just as she turned the corner into the bathroom and I caught the glimpse of one ass cheek.

I was out of my clothes and in the shower with her before steam had even started to form in the room. She didn't turn around as I slid in behind her wrapping my arms around her, kissing the back of her neck.

She moaned and leaned into me rubbing her firm backside against my firmer cock. The second she did that I knew that this was going to be fast and hard.

"Put your hands against the wall," I demanded against her neck. She did as she was told and I tilted her bottom back with my hand that was already resting just above the promise land. One swift movement and I was nestled deep inside her.

"Oh Jasper," she purred.

"You like that baby? You like feeling me inside of you?" I whispered, kissing the back of her neck as I slowly started to move. Her body shivered and clenched tighter around me.

"You're so damn tight and warm."

"Faster Jasper," she demanded trying to quicken the pace herself, but I had a firm grip on her keeping her in place.

"Your wish is my command," I smiled pounding into her as hard and fast as she could handle it. It wasn't long at this pace before I was ready to explode, but I couldn't until she did, so I sent her a dose of lust and she came right along with me, shouting my name as she did.

"Oh…. Jasper….mmmm….yes…."

"You like when I fuck you, don't you?" I sighed as I slid out of her already missing the warmth. She went limp in my arms, completely spent.

"Let's do it again," she said still panting.

"Oh we will, but this time I am going to make love to you slow and thoroughly and in a nice dry bed," I promised her as I turned up the hot water and grabbed the shampoo.

"I can do that," she demanded her mood changing faster than lightening striking.

"What's wrong, darlin'?"

"Nothing," she told me stepping out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her and walking out into the room. I followed her out.

"Bella?"

"Can you at least put a towel on or something?" she ordered, trying not to glance over at my still naked body.

"Why bother. I told you I was going to make love to you."

"That's just it Jasper. I don't want you to make love to me. I just want you to fuck me," she shouted at me.

"Bella I want to do more than fuck you. I want to be more than your fuck buddy."

"Well then we have a big problem because that is all I want from you."