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EPOV
By the time morning rolled around, my fight with Jasper yesterday seemed no more than a bad nightmare. Even though some of his anger had been rightly directed at me, I knew that most of his outburst was caused by his frustration. It bothered him endlessly that he couldn't do a thing to make the situation better.
At least he had reached Alyssa's mom who had fallen into a mix of shock and guilt this morning; shock that someone would do this to her baby girl and guilt because she was out of town with her husband to celebrate their wedding anniversary and couldn't be reached. At the rate we were going we had to get in line with our individual guilt trips.
At last she told Jasper not to worry about packing a bag for Alyssa as her daughter's place was on the way to the hospital, she could just stop by. With a promise to call if anything changed with Alyssa's condition, the phone call was over and a day of lounging around and waiting for news lay ahead of Jasper, Aden and me.
I didn't mind a bit, seeing how my visit in Spain was slowly coming to an end, with only four days left before I was on the plane back to the states. I desperately wished that I didn't have to leave just yet, even though I knew very well that it wasn't going to happen; my semester was about to start up again and now that I finally had my plans for the future set, I was excited to take on this new challenge. My only regret was going through this phase of my life without Jasper at my side, physically speaking at least.
All the more, I enjoyed our morning on the couch cuddling. There was not much to do besides watching TV as we waited for any news on Alyssa and I reveled in every second of the feeling of Jasper's arms around me. Soon the movie playing on TV became nothing more than a distant background noise and our gentle pecks grew to heated kisses and nips. Lying on top of me, Jasper's hand crept under my shirt and set my skin on fire wherever his fingertips touched me.
All the frustration and anger from the past days seemed to convert into blown out lust as his hands kept groping over my body; undressing me and himself the best he could with our lips firmly attached to each other and who was I to complain about the direction our afternoon was taking?
Pulling my lips from his mouth, I drew in some much needed breaths while Jasper fumbled to get our shirts off. Helping him, I drew the shirt over his head and ran my hands across his broad chest, savoring the feel of his muscled body under my hands. At this point I was sure that not even in a hundred years I would have enough of him.
Straightening up, he helped me out of my jeans and boxer shorts and said, "Don't you dare to move, I'll be back in a second, babe."
Watching his delicious backside disappear in the bedroom, I couldn't stop the low moan falling from my lips. My hand ran over my cock, seemingly on its own accord while I waited for him to come back to me but true to his words; in a matter of seconds he was back in front of the couch on his knees.
"Such a naughty boy; touching himself," he groaned and adjusted my body so that I was sitting right on the edge of the couch with my feet propped against the coffee table and Jasper kneeling between my spread legs. "Damn, I wish I could have a picture of this sight. I'd be able to look at my man spread in front of me whenever I wished.
"Take one," I said without hesitation, surprising not only Jasper but also myself.
And I didn't need to say it twice, Jasper was already standing and on his way to get his camera when he halted his movement and asked, "Are you sure about this?"
"Of course I am. I suggested you take one after all," I winked at him. "Although you should probably hurry up before I change my mind."
Apparently that was enough encouragement for him as he stood in front of me with his camera tightly clutched in both hands only a minute later. I tried not to focus on what he was about to do; taking picture of me spread out in front of him, completely naked. Instead my eyes devoured every plane of his body while he stood there in only his boxer shorts, half his face hidden behind the camera.
The longer I looked at him, the more my erection throbbed, practically begging me to pay attention to it. Grabbing the tip of my cock in my hand, I increased the pressure as I started to stroke myself slowly. Leaning my head against the couch, I closed my eyes and imagined Jasper's hands dancing across my body; teasing me mercilessly.
Entirely wrapped up in my fantasy I was slightly startled when I opened my eyes to find Jasper, without his camera, sitting between my legs, his lubed finger about to enter me.
"Are you sure you've never had these kinds of pictures taken before?" he teased. "Because you looked damn hot and I can't wait to bend you over this couch and fuck you thoroughly."
Hearing his words, I thought I might just cum on the spot and if dirty talking Jasper was the reaction I'd get from letting him take my picture, we will be having a lot of fun with the camera in the future. My inner musings were cut short though when Jasper's fingers started to prepare and stretch me while his other hand lubed up his cock.
"Jasper," I moaned, at the sight of this fabulous man in front of me. "I'm good, love."
Without any further comment he withdrew his hands, rose to his feet and helped me stand up. Leading me to the side of the couch, he pressed me against his chest; his erection poking into my backside as he ran his nose over my neck.
"You smell good enough to eat," he murmured, his hands caressing my shoulders until they reached the base of my neck. Knotting one hand into my hair he pulled my head back towards him while his other hand bent me over the couch; just like he promised. "And now I'm going to fuck you hard."
Moaning I pushed my ass into him, hoping to speed along his process of teasing, but he'd have none of it. Instead he positioned the tip of his cock right at my entrance and stopped moving. I was convinced that he wanted to drive me insane and he was on the best way to do so because every time I pushed back, he moved back as well.
"Jasper," I groaned. "Please…"
"That's right," he cooed, pressing his cock into me a little more. "Beg for what you want."
"I need you," I rasped, a shudder overtaking my body. "Please, fuck me."
"Such a good little boy, aren't you? I suppose you deserve a reward," he whispered roughly and thrust into me wholly.
A gasp fell from my lips as he filled me and instead of waiting any longer, I started to move my hips to tell him silently that I was okay to go. Picking up on my silent request he set a fast pace, thrusting into me as he held my head back and kept me steady with his unoccupied hand.
As much as I enjoyed our gentle love making, this was something else and even though my neck started to hurt the tiniest bit from his tight grasp it was well worth it. Lifting my hips, he hit directly on my prostate with his every thrust and I soon saw stars in front of my eyes. Neither of us would last very long, but sometimes fast and hard trumped gentle and slow, no matter what; especially seeing how much I loved his dominating side.
"Fuck," he panted. "You can't imagine how much I love your tight hole."
Again his words went straight to my almost painfully throbbing cock as the moans kept slipping from my lips. I wanted to find my release badly, but the prospect of ending this even sooner made me reluctant to touch myself; I wanted to see what else Jasper had in store. I was sure that I wouldn't be disappointed.
Loosening his grip on my hair, he now held me in place with two hands on my hips while he sped up his movements even more; I could tell that he was close, but if I wanted him to let go without me cumming first, I had to work for it. Pushing my ass back to his pelvis with every thrust, I had him panting hard in no time.
"Cum in me, baby," I groaned. "Fill me with that mouthwatering cum of yours."
I felt his cock twitch inside of me and knew that I had succeeded in my mission when he shuddered and groaned behind me. Slowing his thrust down until he emptied his whole load; he collapsed with his chest onto my back, panting heavily.
"You little cheater," he huffed once he regained a somewhat normal breathing rhythm. "You did that on purpose."
"'Course," I chuckled, poorly mimicking his Texan accent. "Damn me, but I want your lips wrapped around my cock badly."
"Well then," he drawled, straightening up. "Your wish shall be my command."
Taking my hand, he led me back to sit on the couch while he sunk to his knees in front of me for the second time in one day. His hand massaged my thighs while his tongue darted out to lick across the length of my shaft. Closing my eyes, I focused fully on the feeling of Jasper's lips closing around my erection, his tongue grazing the underside of my shaft as his head bobbed down ever so slowly until I hit the back of his throat.
A shiver of pleasure went through my body as Jasper's deep moan sent vibrations straight to my cock and I was close to wager that it was one of the best feelings in the world. Running a hand through his blonde locks, I let my nails rake lightly over his scalp; knowing how much he liked that and was promptly rewarded with another groan and a graze of his teeth which was all I needed to come undone.
Swallowing every last bit of my cum, Jasper ran his tongue over my softening dick one last time before releasing me from his mouth and crawling on top of me. Slipping my arms around him, I was beyond content. Not only was I completely sexually satisfied, but I felt secure with his weight wrapped around me like a security blanket.
Nuzzling his face into my neck, he asked after a few minutes, "I could really use a shower right about now, how about you?"
"Sounds like a good idea if it only didn't involve us having to get up," I sighed.
"If that's your only concern," Jasper grinned, standing up and before I could even question what he was talking about he had hoisted up in his arms. In my surprise I even forgot to question what the hell he was doing and simply locked my hands behind his neck as Jasper carried me to the bathroom and set me down on the built in seat of the shower. "See barely any movement on your side necessary."
"How did I ever land such a perfect man?" I smiled at him, watching as he adjusted the temperature of the water.
"Do I hear sarcasm in those words?" he smirked and held the shower head in my direction, drenching me from head to toe in the process.
"Well, well… now you definitely do," I shrugged, nonchalantly. "What do you expect with actions as the one just now?"
"Allow me then to make it up to you," Jasper proposed, a smile playing on his lips at our continued banter, but true to his proposition he grabbed the soap and lathered it all over my body; gently caressing every inch of my skin until not a single part of my body remained untouched.
"Mhmm," I hummed, watching him soaping up himself. "That definitely would deserve a picture, too."
"Who knows, I might just surprise you with one," he winked. "Now close your eyes."
Doing like I was told, I closed my eyes and waited patiently until Jasper rinsed all the soap off my body. Once he was done, I took the shower head from him and returned the gesture, my fingers skimming over his skin while the soap bubbles rinsed off his body. Turning off the shower, I fetched two towels, handed him one and started to dry Jasper off. Just as I was finished with him, the soft whimpers over the baby phone broke the silence in the bathroom; Aden was awake and ready to be fed.
"You finish up, I'll get Aden," he said, pulling his clothes on and pecking me on the lips before he left the bathroom.
Hurrying to join my two boys, I emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed, in time to watch Jasper settled on the couch with Aden in his arms. Joining him wordlessly, I watched him tenderly feed Aden the bottle of milk, as usual his whole attention on the little boy. About halfway through the bottle Aden began fussing, seemingly sated for the moment. Jasper shifted him in his arms and started to pace across the room until Aden burped.
"C'mon I'll change his diaper," I offered. "You can order us something to eat, I'm famished."
"Alright," he agreed, placing Aden in my arms. "How about Thai?"
Nodding, I secured Aden safely in my arms and walked off to the nursery. "Sure sounds good to me."
I gently placed Aden on the diaper-changing table and swiftly set to the task at hand; something I had excelled in the past couple of days. Who would have guessed such a little guy could make so much mess? But with the routine came at least a slight immunity to the smell for which I was immensely thankful.
Changing Aden's clothes as well, I heard Jasper talk a rapid Spanish in the living room and just like that I was getting hard again. Diverting my attention to Aden, I picked him up again; he was still fussing and apparently not the least bit tired. It looked like he was starting to stay awake longer after each feeding. I was about to enter the living room when I almost ran into Jasper.
"That was Alyssa's mom," he explained. "She finally woke up. Will you come with me?"
"You didn't have to ask, of course."
Packing a small bag for Aden with everything he might need while we were at the hospital, we arrived at Alyssa's hospital room roughly an hour after the phone call. Knocking twice we entered the room to find Alyssa with open eyes which was the only thing that looked better about her condition; she was still chalky white while the bruises on her face had only darkened their color. She looked tiny, even in the small hospital bed; it was so bad that she could be easily mistaken for a teenage girl instead of a grown woman.
Jasper walked towards her, murmuring gentle Spanish words as he arranged Aden on her uninjured arm while I watched the three of them interact. There were streaks of tears running over Alyssa's cheeks and she still seemed to be a little off from just waking up shortly ago. Overall she looked nothing like the strong-willed person I had met; she looked downright broken and this fact only fueled Jasper's rage. I probably was the only one in the room right now who noticed the tension in his shoulders and balled fists as his voice stayed ever so quiet, murmuring words to Alyssa.
I barely understood a sentence Jasper told her, merely single words, but it was enough to figure out that he assured her that Aden was alright; why she was so concerned about Aden's health was a huge mystery to me though, after all she was the one brutally attacked while Aden was safely asleep with Jasper and me. Startled from my thoughts by Alyssa's voice which sounded just as weak as she looked, I was surprised to find her speaking English.
"I'm sorry for ruining your vacation," she whispered, addressing me.
And before I could tell her that she was talking nonsense, Jasper interrupted her by telling her exactly what had been on my mind. "That's the least of our worries right now," he said. "The most important thing right now, is for you to get better and the police to nail these guys for doing this to you."
"There's something else I need to tell you," Alyssa said so quietly, that I had to strain my ears to hear what she said. "It's good that all of you are here because I'm not sure I can tell this story more than once."
AN:
How much do you like Jasper's dominant side?
Thanks for all the great reviews and PMs on the last chapter. I read them all and failed to answer any of them BUT I love your feedback. Last week my router/modem/parts of my comp died because a lightning bolt hit something, so please bear with me :).
This wasn't the chapter I intended to write but I was short on time and thought we all, including Jasper and Edward deserved a little break to get their kink on ;). Let me know your thoughts, please!
A huge thanks to my beta Jasper's Darlin' Kathy for her continued support, thanks bb!
Take care,
Sanny