Just a little warning before you begin, okay? Well, this chapter's a little bit rated T+ (if that's a such rating?). It's not too much of a lemon, but it is, just less sour..? xD Oh, & this chapter contains lyrics to a song I don't own at all! It's "Just the Way you Are" by. Bruno Mars (amazing song, right?).
Jasper's hands found my thighs and slickly wrapped them around his waist, then tucked his arms under my back to sit us both up. I let a few whimpers of need for him pass through my lips, as I frantically pushed him back by his shoulders. I felt his chest heave with a few chuckles, as he quickly slid us off the bed and lifted me into his arms.
Our lips didn't separate, which I was thankful for, but he made his way out the bedroom door and down the hallway (past a shocked Rosalie) to my room. He kicked the door open and rushed inside, laying me down on the bed before climbing on top of me.
I pulled away for a quick gasp of air, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rosalie shutting the door with her eyes squeezed shut. Smiling, I returned to kissing Jasper, enjoying the silence and darkness around us, the only sound being little whimpers and moans between each other.
"Everyone," I said into his mouth, shaking my head, "is home."
Jasper mimicked my head shake and grabbed my chin, kissing me sloppily once again before licking his lips and looking me straight in the eye. "Everyone's out hunting," he replied hastily. "It's just Rosalie."
I felt bad for her, knowing that my best friend would have to listen to all of… this going on. To be honest, I didn't know how far Jazz and I would take it. I wanted to go as far as possible, but he usually stopped just when I began to get ready.
Then I felt his hands grip onto the waistband of my pants and I wiggled, making it easier for him to take them down. Surprisingly, he tore the article of clothing from my body and tossed it to the floor.
My entire person felt numb at his touch, and even more so now that he was taking off his clothes, revealing his extreme gorgeousness to me. It seemed as if every time he took off a piece of clothing, the world spun in slow motion and he did it to tease me. A smirk was plastered on his lips as he leaned back down, reaching for my shirt. But, I stopped him. "I'll do it," I whispered, trying to sound sexy (and failing miserably). I slid my top off, struggling with it over my head but finally got it off, tossing it to the floor.
He laughed lightly before dragging his fingertips across the parts of my breasts that showed above my bra. "Mmm," he drawled, licking his lips before trailing kisses up my chest and to the nape of my neck.
I gasped and wriggled under his body, wanting him to stop being such a fucking tease!
"You are beautiful, my dear," he murmured, letting his hands find my hips again.
"No, my dear, you are fucking… hot," I groaned, pushing my hands against his chest.
He laughed and unclasped my bra, flinging it to the floor along with everything else. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing his torso to mine.
"Bella?" He sounded confused. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I whispered, giggling to myself. "I'm just taking it all in."
I could tell he was smiling, so I smiled, too, and pulled away, bringing his lips furiously to mine once again. That's when he removed my underwear, I pulled his boxers down, and we fooled around on the bed for a while.
Then, finally, his eyes met mine, giving me time for my heart rate to speed up once again. He was amazingly gorgeous that… that…
See? He has that effect on people.
"I'm so in love with you, Isabella Marie Swan," he whispered, his face curling in an emotion that appeared to be pain. I knew it wasn't; he was just so caught up in the moment, exactly like me, but his showed on his face.
I wanted to know what I did to deserve such an amazing man. Why me? Why did I get to have him? He was all mine. Just Bella Swan's.
Suddenly, his hands caressed my face tightly and he kissed me passionately, thrusting his hips toward mine, to enter me entirely. I was knocked into a state of complete awe, only left to scream absent-mindedly into his neck over and over again until we were both finished, and laying next to each other.
"I'm in love with you, too, Jasper Hale," I whispered, shaking my head idly. I was absolutely exhausted.
He smiled and laid on his side, facing me. "You were amazing." Jasper's breath touched my shoulder, making me fidget and pull the covers over my body, tucking them under my armpits.
"You… you…"
Jazz smirked and turned my face toward him, kissing my lips. "Mmm," he hummed, "always as good as the first time."
I giggled and we spooned for a while, laughing softly and telling each other all the reasons we loved one another. Then, it was silent, until I asked curiously, "Why did we come to my room?"
"So we wouldn't dirty my sheets," he muttered jokingly, chuckling softly.
With a small laugh, I felt him rest his chin in my neck, running his hands up and down my left arm. I sighed and tried to get closer to his body, but if I did, I'd basically be inside him. I wanted so much more of him, though I didn't know how to get it.
"You should get to sleep," he whispered, finally linking my fingers with his.
I didn't reply; I only stayed completely still.
Jasper chuckled and I felt his body separate from mine. I gasped a little, and rolled into the spot where he was, previously. "Where are you going?" I asked, watching as he pulled his boxers on. A gorgeous, perfect grin was on his lips. I didn't think it would ever disappear, and oddly, I was okay with that.
"You're really flawless," I breathed, saying it almost inaudibly.
He smiled, now, and looked down. I realized if he was human, he'd be blushing. "Thank you, m'lady, but that isn't going to get me in your bed again. I can't do that again to you."
My eyes widened. "What? You say it like it was a punishment, Jasper."
"I took a huge risk just now," he whispered, sounding pained.
Well, shit. The smile disappeared.
"I could've hurt you so bad, Bella. You have no idea."
"But you didn't," I argued, sitting up with the blanket still around me.
He continued to shake his head, leaned down on the bed with his palms against the mattress, and kissed my forehead slowly before standing straight up again.
"I love you," he said softly, sending me a smile before turning, grabbing his shirt, and heading for the door.
"I love you, too," I said in reply, laying back down as he exited.
* Jasper's POV
I couldn't explain in words how ecstatic I was at that very moment. My un-beating heart seemed to be smiling, along with a huge grin on my face to match, and my body tingled proudly as I strut down the hallway.
You could tell by the way I walked that I'd just gotten laid by the most amazing girl on the planet.
"Oh, Rosaaalie," I sang, opening the door to her bedroom, and stepping inside, making sure to close it behind me.
She looked up from her notebook, at me, with a glare. "Hello, Jasper. Have fun fucking my best friend?"
My grin remained and I nodded quickly. "I did. Thank you for asking."
Rose looked at me angrily. "What do you want?"
"Nothing. Just coming to see what you were doing while Bella gets some rest," I said honestly, walking toward her bed and sitting next to her on the bed.
I took a glance down at the piece of paper she'd been scribbling on, but she quickly closed the book and placed it next to her.
"Is that a song?"
She rolled her eyes and nodded. "Yes. Are you going to steal it and sing it to Bella?"
"No, of course not!"
Rosalie looked astounded, then smacked me with the book. "Hey! You were supposed to say yes!"
Confusion washed over me and poured through my veins, then landing on my facial expression.
"I'm writing it for you, stupid," she said, flipping the book open to the page she was writing on it. "It goes like this…"
Then she began singing, in a man's point of view (she did say it was for me, right?). The lyrics started softly, and I could tell by the first sentences that I was going to fall in love with this song.
Oh, her eyes, her eyes, make the stars look like they're not shining. Her hair, her hair, falls perfectly without her trying. She's so beautiful, and I tell her everyday. Yeah, I know, I know, when I compliment her she won't believe me. And it's so, it's so, sad to think that she don't see what I see…
Rosalie stopped singing at that verse, and looked toward me to see my reaction. "It's called 'Just the Way You Are'. I figured you could sing it to Bella or something…"
I quickly took the book from her. "Is this the chorus?" I pointed to the small paragraph, and she nodded.
When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change, 'cause you're amazing, just the way you are. And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while, 'cause girl you're amazing, just the way you are.
"Thank you, Rose," I said, staring down at the paper before ripping the song out of the book and smiling. "It's perfect."
She laughed and watched me leave the room, waving "goodbye" and saying, "You're welcome."
* Bella's POV
While exhaustion began to claim me, I realized that not one time while I was with Jasper, did Edward interrupt.
A smile stayed on my lips as I thought I was finally done with him, and I fell deeply into a much needed slumber.
;] This begins the turning point of our beloved story... Reviews? Too sour or not sour enough? Let me know.. :).
