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Summary: Jasper Whitlock spent his high school years being tormented by Edward Cullen. When their paths cross again years later, could the boy he once hated become the man he loves? For Mature audiences only!
EPOV
"Well, fancy seeing you here, Edward," he says as he hungrily looks at me, raking his eyes over me while blatantly ignoring my guests. The warmth of Jasper's fingers around mine anchors me and boosts my confidence.
"How so?" I ask. "We eat here all the time and this is the first time we've seen you here." Garrett looks a bit caught off guard by my response and I smile internally, seeing right through this attempt. My mother must have put him up to this. She knows Alice's restaurant and has even been here. Though, she'd complained at the time of the food not being to her taste. That of course, was just an excuse to know the places where I frequented. But how did she know that I'd be here tonight?
"You didn't answer my question." Garrett looks to be the type that enjoys a good chase, and I'm unfortunately on the top of his list. Him being here shows me that my dramatic exit from my parents' house the other night, didn't work out in my favor. Instead, of giving up, it seems that Garrett is coming after me full force. Even going as far as interrupting my evening.
"I tend to explore different venues," he says as he continues to stare at me.
Noticing that his eyes are nowhere but on me makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Deciding to take the attention off of me, I introduce my guests. "Well, good for you. Ah, this is my boyfriend Jasper Whitlock, he's a surgeon as I said at dinner the other night. This is his mom, Jeanne, and his sister and also my good friend, Rosalie."
Garrett's face is a picture of disappointment as I cock an eyebrow at him, challenging him to say something else. He merely chuckles and says, "Well played." And walks off.
"What was that about?" Rose asks with a chuckle. "Is that some weird richie rich code or something?"
"No." I chuckle. "That was Garrett. My parents had invited him to dinner the other night as they've been trying to persuade me to break up with Jasper."
Jeanne and Rose's mouths are open in shock while Jasper's face is neutral and it worries me.
"Fine, I get them. But what is that guy doing here?" Rose inquires before adding, "I mean, you just said it, you've never seen him here before. So how did he know you would be here?"
"I don't know but I know just the person to ask. I'll give him a call tomorrow."
"So this Garrett wants the one thing he can't have, doesn't he?" Rose says, sipping her wine as she looks over at Garrett's table.
"And what's that?" Jeanne asks, taking a bite of her cake.
"Me," I say, looking at Jasper. He's silent and looking straight ahead. I notice that I haven't heard anything from him at all through my brief conversation with Garrett. I want to know what he's thinking and apologize for this ruining our dinner. "Love, are you okay?"
He looks at me but says nothing. He only smiles then leans forward. Meeting his lips halfway, I press my hungry mouth against his in the full view of everyone as his mom and sister cheers us on. It must've drawn attention because we began to hear applause and wolf whistles at our display of affection. When Jasper pulls away I can hardly breathe. It takes every bit of strength I possess not to end dinner right then and there. I want to take him home and have my way with him.
"What was that for? I whisper out breathlessly.
"Just because," Jasper says with smirk.
"Because you're trying to kill me." He laughs out at my answer and just like that we were back in full swing, enjoying our night and ignoring my mother's pawn.
Our small dinner party goes on after that and we're even joined by Emmett and Bella who came to restaurant to pick up dinner. They're on the night shift and Alice is in the habit of making us dinner since her place isn't too far from the hospital.
Jeanne and I spent our time laughing at Jasper's scowl, after Emmett introduced himself as her future son-in-law and Rose blushed. Bella and I spent our time egging Jasper on while his mom teased him about his over protectiveness until he finally gave up and started laughing along with us. Rose explained that Jasper was just being the big brother she knew and loved. She said they were really protective of each other, I couldn't help but jump in and tell the story of her punching me in the face. Everyone laughed, especially when Jeanne threw her a stern look.
Jeanne has been incredible. From the moment I opened the door to her this morning up until now, she has been nothing but nice to me. Today when Rose and Jasper had gone off in search of some book they both wanted to buy, Jeanne and I had a talk. I couldn't believe how straightforward she was. It was like a breath of fresh air after years of my mother's manipulations.
I was merely standing there, looking around and enjoying the rare bit of sunshine we were getting when Jeanne up and said, "So what happened in high school?"
I couldn't answer. I was stunned silent.
"I'm not attacking you Edward," she said. "I was merely asking a question. I don't think if I had asked you then you would've been willing to give me the time of day. So instead I prayed for you. I prayed back then that one day you'd learn from your mistakes. Seeing you here in my boy's life as his friend and lover shows me that my prayers were more than answered. Not only were you blessed with a new life but you both found love with each other."
My heart was beating so fast, I would've sworn that she heard it. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, darlin'," she said with a smile.
"I won't hurt him," I professed. "I will do everything possible to make him happy. But back then, I was lost. I thought if I punished him, the feelings I had would go away. But it gave me no right to do the things I did and I will always be sorry for how I treated him."
"I believe you are sorry and I see how much you regret how you treated Jasper. But life goes on and you two have grown so much. It's easy to see how happy you are together."
"Thank you."
She opened her arms and pulled me in for a warm hug. I immediately wished that I had a mother like that while I was growing up. The good thing was I did now as I considered myself a part of their family.
When we parted, I looked over in the direction where Jasper and Rose were and saw them heading back to us.
Quickly I turned to Jeanne and said, "I wanted to ask you something but I don't want Jasper to hear, at least not yet."
She followed my eyes and saw them coming over to us. "Well hurry up then."
"Jeanne, I would like to ask your permission to marry your son. I love him more than anything and I have no intention of letting him go. So may I please have your blessing?"
She looked at Jasper and Rose as they looked between us. Thankfully neither of them had heard a word of what I said and I thought that I'd have to wait before Jeanne gave me an answer.
But thankfully I didn't. "Yes, you have my blessing." She smiled as Jasper asked her for what and she gave him some flimsy explanation which he seemed to buy. I couldn't talk for the next few minutes. I was on cloud nine.
I had Jeanne's blessings to ask Jasper to marry me.
The three of us stayed there until it was almost closing time. Just chatting and enjoying each other's company. Alice joined our little party a little while after Emmett and Bella left to go back to work. Alice reminded all of us about the costume party coming up on Saturday and told us not to worry about costumes as she had it all planned out.
However, while everyone chatted away, I watched Garrett. He never left. In fact, he took a seat, ordered dinner and kept glancing over at our table. Once or twice he'd be on his phone almost like he was checking in. I'd point it out to Jasper, but he never said a thing about it. When Garrett finally left though, Jasper whispered that we'd talk about it when we were alone. I was looking forward to it. I wanted him to know that Garrett Eckert had no effect on me whatsoever. He's just another pawn of my mother's, and she's fighting a war she will not win.
Jeanne and I hugged outside the restaurant before she moved to her son, hugging him and wishing him Happy Birthday. She then climbed into Rose's car, while Jasper and I stood and watched them drive off before making our way to my car. Rose and I had agreed to take separate cars earlier on because I still had something else planned for Jasper this evening that only involved the two of us.
Our ride back to my place is silent. His hand stays in mine and only the song on the radio fills the silence. There is nothing that needs to be said. The comfortable silence between us says it all. We love each other.
Getting home, we climb out of the car and go into to my building. Once in the elevator, Jasper finally says, "So what do you have planned?"
Giving him a quick kiss when the elevator dings on my floor, I say to him as I make my way to the door. "It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you."
Opening the door, I let us in. Grabbing the lighter, I walk into the living room where I've set up a massage table and candles all around the room. Walking over to each candle, I light them, illuminating the room in a soft glow and bringing Jasper's face to light. He looks around in awe before meeting my eyes and smiling.
"Surprise."
"This is." He laughs.
Switching on the music, I quickly find the song I'm looking for, and Aqualung's 'Brighter than Sunshine' begins to play. I heard this song the other day and it immediately reminded me of Jasper, our history, our relationship and how far we've come.
"Would you dance with me?" I ask, holding a hand out to him.
"Sure." He walks over to me, and I take him in my arms, playfully spinning us around, making him laugh, before we slow down and just sway to the music.
I sing the words of the song in his ear as he buries his head in my neck. The lyrics couldn't be truer.
I never knew what love was until Jasper. Seth had shown me the way to love, but still, I didn't figure out how to selflessly fall in love, until Jasper walked back into my life giving me an opportunity I never thought I'd have. I'm his. I was always his. I just didn't know it. And with Jasper everything in my life is brighter than sunshine.
"You have a great voice," he whispers.
"You do too. I've heard you," I counter before asking, "Did you enjoy today?"
"Yes," he whispers. "Very much. I loved seeing my mom, and having you and Rose there to help me celebrate made it a perfect day."
"Good. I love you," I tell him as the song ends.
"I love you too," he says, pressing his lips to mine with fervor. The kiss almost knocks me off of my feet, but I quickly steady myself and ask, "What was that for?"
He looks taken aback by my question and pulls away, apologizing. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't be. I just want to know where it's coming from."
"I don't know," he says, nervously running his hand through his hair. "I just ...feel the need to be close to you, it's like it's never enough."
"I feel the same way; I can't seem to get enough of you. But if something is bothering you, please love, I want to know. Don't ever be afraid to talk to me. Your happiness means the world to me"
"Thank you," he says with a shy smile. "But I don't want to ruin what you have planned for us" He eyes the massage table and I take his hand, leading him to my bedroom.
"I want you to strip. There's a towel for you over there…" I point him to the towel on the bed. "Change and come back outside, okay?"
"Okay." He sighs.
Leaving the room, I close the door behind me with a sigh. Walking over to the couch, I remove my dress shirt, shoes and socks, dropping to the floor it as I lean my back against the couch. What the hell is bothering Jasper?
Is it Garrett?
If it is, I am more than willing to convince him that Garrett is just a pawn in my mother's game who means nothing to me. I will not let her win. I have a life with him now, and I will not allow anyone or anything to mess that up. I did not overcome all that I have, change from the awful bastard I was, the one my mother loved me to be, only to find him and lose him. I have to let him know that.
He walks out of the bedroom, the towel riding low on his hips, and heads to the massage table. Getting up, I join him and after he lies down. Moving the towel down to his hips, I grab the massage oils. Rubbing my hands together to warm the oil, I glide them along his tense shoulders as he groans out and relaxes into my touch.
"That feels good," he mumbles, groaning as I knead the flesh causing him to whimper.
"You're so tense."
"Lots on my mind."
"I'm sure." We say nothing for a while as I continue my ministrations. I am by no means a professional, but I've gotten a few massages in my lifetime. I know the key points and where to focus on his body to ensure his total relaxation.
Another few minutes pass as I treat his body like my own personal wonderland. Touching here, caressing there, seeing where he's ticklish, as he'll chuckle, and finding spots that make him moan. There is nothing like the sounds Jasper makes. Each one sends a shiver down my spine and ignites my body with desire.
I want him so much right now, but this isn't about me, it's about him.
"Turn over, love," I whisper as I rub his shoulders once more. He obeys and switches positions for me, lying on his back. His eyes are closed to me, hiding those beautiful baby blues, and that just won't do. "Open your eyes baby," I whisper.
He does and when I look in them, I don't see the bliss I expect. No, instead I see worry and sadness. Immediately the look on his face alarms me and I slow my pace gently rubbing his arms from shoulders to fingertips while asking, "What's wrong?"
"You have no idea how good this feels."
"Yeah I do." I chuckle. "I've had massages before." I throw in a smile, hoping like hell he'll reciprocate and he does.
"That's not what I mean," he says softly. Sitting up and looking deeply in my eyes, he says, "I mean this," motioning between us. "All of it, it's so unreal. Not because of our history, but because I've never had anyone that actually wanted to care for me."
"What about Jeanne and Rose?" I don't get what he's saying. His girls, as he loves to call them, care deeply for him.
"Not my family, Edward. I know that and I love them for it more than anything. I mean in a relationship. I've always been the giver. I've always been the one caring and giving everything I have to offer. Sometimes without even a thank you."
When he says that, he sounds like something hurt him in his past. Right away, I'm afraid that someone must have harmed him in more ways than he's already told me about, and I immediately want to know more.
"Did someone hurt you?" I ask frantically. "Who is it? Tell me and I'll find them, I swear to God. The thought of someone hurting you..."
"Calm down, calm down, baby," he says trying to soothe me. "No one hurt me. Nothing was ever done to me against my will, okay?"
"Okay," I say, breathing a little easier. Seeing that we're not going to finish the massage, I take his hand and help him down, escorting him to the bedroom. Stripping off the rest of my clothes, I get in bed and he follows suit. We lay there for a minute, his hand in mine, his head on my chest, and my fingers playing with his hair.
He seems apprehensive, so I start. "So if it wasn't illegal then what happened?"
"I met a guy."
"Don't we all?"
He smiles at that and continues, "I met him when I was fifteen. His name was Alec and he was…my first."
"The first?"
"The first guy and I thought I was totally and completely in love with. He'd ask anything of me and I did it, no questions asked."
"You have a big heart," I tell him, caressing his cheek.
"Thank you, but it gets hurt a lot because I can't seem to stop caring when I should."
"He was your first heartbreak, huh?" I state, as a matter-of-fact.
"Yeah. I thought he loved me too, but he was just having a summer fling and I was too naive to see it." He chuckles then adds, "Then came Peter."
"Jasper, you are…you are everything to me. I want to marry you someday. I want kids with you. I want to grow old with you, and get teased by our grandkids for being two soppy old fools still madly in love after so many years. I can't promise I'll never take you for granted, but I will always thank you." I can see his eyes glisten with tears under the dim light of the room, and it tugs at my heart.
Wiping them away, I go on, "I don't understand why you love me. I'm crazy, a control freak, and completely anal about hygiene. I'll get on your nerves and I promise that I'll drive you to the brink of your sanity. But I will always love you. That won't ever change. You saw Garrett tonight, right? He sees me as a conquest; he thinks he can get what he wants. But baby, he won't get me. I've already found what I'm looking for. You. It was always you."
"I don't ever want to let you go." He sobs. "I never thought in a million years that it would be you. But I can't help how I feel. I'm so damn happy, and it's all because of you. I've never felt this way about anyone before. I wanted to marry another because I thought Demetri would be the best there was for me, that what I had with him was the best I could hope for. But you've proved that I was so wrong. You're the best for me. And I want forever with you and only you. I love you so much. You're everything to me, everything."
Our promises to each other fade into the background as our lips come together in a heated kiss. His hands find my hair, holding me to him as he devours my mouth. I wrap him in my arms as his quivering frame shakes with the sobs he releases against my lips. He pulls me on top of him, our rock hard erections caressing, stroking as we grind our bodies against each other's.
"Mmmm…you…you feel so good, always so good," he whispers between kisses.
One hand on my ass, pushing my hips into his and the other in my hair, my mind is lost to the desire I'm drowning in. Tearing myself away from his lips, I nip and lick my way down to my favorite spot on his neck, biting and sucking on it. He arches up at the feeling, forcing me to push back down on him, thrusting hard as my body tingles with pure delight. Until Jasper's next words stop my movements and stun me into silence.
"Edward." I raise myself up to meet his eyes. "Make love to me."
I can't move. I even hold my breath. He really wants this?
"A-a-are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm ready. I love you and I want you to make love to me." His voice is filled with confidence, and not a ounce of doubt.
My mind reels in excitement and lust as he pulls me down into a hard kiss. Driving his eager tongue into my waiting mouth, I massage his tongue with mine while reaching over to the nightstand. He chuckles against my mouth as I fumble around blindly to open the drawer. He smacks my hand away as I suck on his neck and reaches for the drawer himself. Sliding it open, he pulls out the lube and condoms, throwing them down on top of the bed for me.
Tearing myself away from his neck, I ease up to grab them as his hungry gaze makes me shudder in anticipation. Dropping them on the bed beside me, I kiss my way down his body as he writhes beneath the touch of my lips.
"Uh, God Edward." He sighs but I don't stop to reply, I simply worship his body with feathery kisses as he claws at my shoulders.
Kissing my way up to his inner thigh, I eye my destination with a smile. My cock twitches at the sight of Jasper's long, hard shaft waiting on me to suck. My mouth waters at the mere thought of having his beautiful cock between my lips.
He opens his legs wider, giving me the perfect opportunity I need. Dropping small kisses on his inner thigh while he grunts out, I lube two fingers, and then circle his entrance. I carefully thrust a single digit inside him, while grabbing the base of his cock, stroking it hard as his hips jerk with the movement. Thrusting himself into my hand.
He throws himself down on the bed, moaning loudly as I pump his length in time with my finger's thrusts. In and out. In and out while he breaths heavily and thrashes around. He raises himself up on his elbows, watching me with hungry eyes as I jack him off.
I push another finger inside him as his head lulls back and he moans out, begging me to stroke him harder.
His moans are driving me crazy and I want nothing more than to be inside him. But, I have to get him ready for me. Not wanting to blow my load, I turn my full attention to him, wanting him to be relaxed. He peeks up, fixing his gaze on my hand's movements. When our eyes lock I dip my head, taking him into my mouth. Sucking and licking on just the head at first, paying special attention to his frenulum as he grunts out and grabs my hair. I suck in time with my strokes, bobbing my head as he pleads with me.
"Uh...uh...Edward...baby...yes...suck me...uh!" he cries out, lifting his hips as I take as much of him into my mouth. I want this to be slow and pleasurable and something he'll want to do again and again.
Keeping up my pace, I suck in earnest while fucking him with my fingers.
"Oh God, Edward, I want you in me...I need you so much." His words go straight to my cock. He's the picture of wild abandon with his head thrown back and loud guttural sounds leaving his throat. I have him right where I've always fantasized of having him. I swallow around him, letting him hit the back of my throat.
Jasper's ass is so tight. Scissoring my fingers, I thrust them in and out, searching for that special spot to drive him wild and when I find it, he grunts out like a wild animal. The heat from him is driving me crazy and I can't wait to be inside of him. Stilling, I allow him to fuck my mouth in time with my thrusts. He takes full advantage, pushing and pulling his length in and out of my waiting mouth while telling me how much he likes it.
"God, darlin', you look so good with my cock in your mouth, Mmmm...you like it?" he moans out, as I hum around him. "You like sucking me?" I hum again and he's grunting and telling me to fuck him harder.
Pushing my fingers deeper and harder within him, I alter between a fast pace and a slow one, sending him over the edge with my name on his lips. He fills my mouth, and I swallow all he gives me, licking him clean.
He drops back against the pillows, breathing heavily but I'm not through. My dick is hard and needs attention and he's right where I want him. Relaxed and ready for me. His eyes are glazed over in bliss as he pulls me up to him, meeting my lips in earnest and sucking on my bottom lip until I open my mouth to him.
He groans into my mouth as he tastes himself on my lips. Sliding between his open legs, my hardened length pushes against him as my hips involuntarily move. I need him now. I can't stand it. Our lips part and he whispers the exact words that have occupied my mind, "I need you."
Grabbing the condom, I roll it on. Coating it with lube, I place myself at his entrance. Looking deep into his eyes, I silently give him time to change his mind. Relief and love rush over me as I realize he wants this as much as I do. He again surprises me by lifting his leg and pushing it against my ass. Pulling me slowly closer to him. Pulling me steadily deeper. We're both impatient, our breaths coming in pants as the gravity of the moment weighs down on us. This is it. This is us, making love.
The moment I push inside of him, I'm in heaven. It's more than I've ever wanted or could possibly imagine. His tight hole clamps down on me and I do all I can not to thrust hard into him or cum right then and there. I know need to give him time to adjust to the feeling of having me inside of him. So I take it slowly. No matter how much my body fights it, my heart keeps me in check.
He grunts at the intrusion, gripping my forearms tightly. His eyes are clamped shut as he hisses at the long forgotten feeling of having someone within him. My mind is torn between my body's need for me to move and my heart wanting to protect him from pain.
"Are you okay?" I ask, as I stroke his cheek reverently.
"Y...yes," he hisses out. "Please...more...please."
The more I push in, the more relief I feel and the more he grunts in pleasure, and pain. Once I'm sheathed to the hilt, I wait a moment before beginning to move. I want nothing but love and affection for him, I don't want him in pain. I want him to enjoy himself.
Slowly...awkwardly, we find our rhythm and start to move. Bracing myself up, I want to watch his face. I want to see everything. More and more. Harder and faster. We move against each other in need. Jasper wraps his legs around my thighs, opening himself up to me as I drive into him more forcefully. I want to go slow, but my body wants more. He grunts and lifts his hips meeting every one of hard thrusts. The slapping of skin fills the bedroom along with the deep grunts and soft sighs leaving our lips before each kiss. My lips hardly leave Jasper's and when they do they find purchase on another part of his gorgeous body.
"Uh...fuck! Edward!" he shouts when I hit that spot within him. He shudders under me while I continue thrusting; hitting his prostate repeatedly as he screams and grunts out in ecstasy. I answer with my own moans as he grips my hair almost painfully. Tightening his hold on it while I lose myself to the pleasure being inside him gives me.
I can feel my orgasm building in the pit of my stomach and I want him there with me.
"Love...I...wanna...I wanna..." I try to groan out before he finishes my thought.
"Faster...baby...fuck me...fuck me...uuhh..." Answering his plea, I fuck him. Pulling almost all the way out, I slam back inside him as he arches and screams, clawing at my back trying to take me deeper. I let myself go, fucking him in wild abandon. I'm lost in my mind. The only thing that exists is Jasper's moans and cries. Over and over, I pull out and slam back into him, while he begs me to cum inside him.
But I hold off. I want to feel him wrapped around me for as long as I can. I want to stay buried in him, making love to him, but my body has other plans and I can only fight it for so long.
My cock pulses and my orgasm overtake me not a minute later, triggering Jasper's. His cock shoots ribbons of cum on his stomach. I ride out his orgasm, letting him milk me of my own before my arms give way and I collapse on top of him.
We catch our breath as I slowly pull out of him. Exhausted, but still wanting to care for him. I jump up from the bed and head to the bathroom. After disposing of the condom, I run a wash cloth under the warm water and then head back to him.
I find Jasper lying on his side. For a minute I think that he's asleep, but when he turns around, his smiling face makes me laugh as I climb in next to him.
"That was..." he trails off with a chuckle. "You felt so damn good."
"You felt good too." I say, running the warm cloth over his body while gently kissing him.
"I want to do it again." He blurts out. The look I give him makes him quick to add that he doesn't mean now. I pretend to pout and he laughs as his eyes start to droop.
"I had so much fun today," he mutters out as he nods off.
"Me too," I whisper, throwing the washcloth to the side of the hamper before turning and taking him into my arms. I'm still keyed up from our day out, and our wonderful evening. I can't sleep.
For a good half hour I stayed up, doing nothing but watching him sleep. Running my fingers through his hair, I promise myself I'll never let anyone make Jasper feel less about himself. He deserves more. He's an amazing man loving and kind. I want to spend the rest of my time on this Earth loving him.
This is it. I don't need to look anymore. There is nothing out there for me that could possibly measure up to even a quarter of what Jasper can offer me. He's all I'll ever want.
Now, the problem is, when is the perfect time to propose to him?
Thanks to beanothercullen & abbymickey24.
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