Penny: Hey y'all! We got some fun for ya this time!

Lisa: Oh yes. Fun with a capital F! ;)

Penny: *giggle* I had so much fun writing this one! Thank you muches to our rockstar team, Kerrfrano and Harrytwifan. They are the bread to our buttah!

Lisa: *giggles too* They sure are! So let's see what's on Edward's mind, eh? Oh, and we don't own Twilight. But I'd love to see Artistward's etchings. Just sayin'.

CHAPTER 36

EPOV

I awoke groggily to the sight of Jasper sound asleep next to me. I was so exhausted, I hadn't even realized he'd come to bed. Yawning and stretching, I rolled over, my eyes traversing his body and slowly absorbing the vision of his long legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles, arms raised over his head, and his face turned toward me. And my God, he was gloriously naked too, and once that dawned on me, the urge to capture this particular image forever struck me once again.

Slipping out of the bed as quietly as I could, I retrieved a fresh willow stick and my sketch pad from the other room. I sat on the bed cross-legged and flipped to a new page in the book. Taking a moment to see where I wanted to start, I gazed over his body once more, then put charcoal to paper.

The calm that drawing brought me settled over my mind once again, and everything else faded into the background as I focused on my task.

Not knowing how much time I had before he woke, I worked as quickly as I could, committing every muscle and plane of his body to paper as he slept on peacefully. I watching him take in a shuddering breath, his lush lips moving as he exhaled, while he mumbled something under his breath.

I cupped my hand over my mouth in an effort to stop myself from laughing at how adorable he was, not wanting him to wake. Holding still, I watched his muscles tense and relax before he let out a breathy, "Hmmm...Ed-ward."

I was glad I'd already pretty much captured what I wanted; the detail was not there, but the drawing this time was more abstract in appearance. As his right hand moved lower, I breathed a loud gasp as he wrapped his fingers around his cock and began to stroke himself slowly.

Holy fucking shit!

Even as he slept, Jasper knew how to set my heart racing so effortlessly it was downright scary.

Trying my best to focus on finishing my drawing, I continued, all the while my eyes drawn to where Jasper's hand gripped his dick and moved up and down.

Moaning so loud I thought he'd wake the baby, it was then his eyes fluttered open and stared right into mine. His pupils were huge and black as they darted toward the sketchbook, where my already swelling cock lay directly underneath. Ready to pounce, he stuck his tongue out and ran it along his lips.

"Whatcha doin', Dali?" he asked, stretching his arms and legs before shifting closer, his body inviting me in without him having to say much of anything at all.

"Oh, nothing much," I sighed. "Just immortalizing the most perfect specimen of man-flesh in existence," I added in a broken voice, trying to remain focused on the task at hand rather than what I'd love to do to Jasper.

"Can I see?" he asked in a sleepy voice as he yawned and groaned, totally ignoring his hard-on. It was so damned cute.

"Really? You wanna see my etchings, boy?" I joked, bursting out laughing.

Rolling his eyes, he clicked his fingers several times before ordering, "Yes, you dirty old man, course I wanna see. So hand it over before I do something you might regret."

"Hmmm...I don't know. Don't think I'm done yet," I said, acting like I was all undecided, and held the paper out of his reach. As much as I'd always preferred keeping my work away from prying eyes, things were different now. Didn't stop me from wanting to tease Jasper a little, though.

He moved closer, brushing his cock against my leg. As my mind focused on the feel of him, my hand lowered a little and he snatched the pad away, then moved back to his side of the bed.

"Hey! That wasn't fair!" I pouted. "You distracted me."

He shrugged. "All's fair in love and war."

My mouth hung open for a split second, and as he studied my drawing, I moved in for retaliation. All I had to do was lay down sideways, and his dick was right in my face. I flicked my tongue against the underside of his tip briefly, causing him to suck in a breath.

Pulling away, I tried not to laugh. He couldn't see me because of the sketch pad, so he didn't know where and when I would strike next. Leaning in, I touched the very tip of my tongue to his slit. A low moan rumbled from his chest, and I decided to show him, and myself, some mercy.

Lifting up a little bit, I took in as much of his cock as I could manage, and sucked hard. His back arched, the pad of paper falling from his hand, forgotten.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed. Just as I was about to suck him in again, my phone rang from the bedside table.

Sitting up, I watched Jasper fist his hair in frustration while I reached for my phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, son." It was Dad, and I mouthed that information to Jasper, who was staring at me, quite obviously frustrated. He rolled his eyes and I had to stifle a laugh.

"Hi, Dad. What's up?" I asked, trying to hide my annoyance. I really wanted to suck Jasper's dick, instead of talking to my cockblocking father, but what could I do?

Jasper gave me the most adorable pout, before frantically waving his hands in the air to hurry me up.

"Well, I thought I'd let you know your car's out of the impound."

"Hurry up," Jasper mouthed.

Placing my index finger over my pursed lips and silently shushing him, I watched as Jasper folded his arms and gave me an indignant look.

"Edward?" Dad questioned.

"Yeah? Oh that's right. I managed to pay the rest of the fine the other day."

"That's good to hear. I think we should discuss the project. Maybe you'd like to bring Jasper over for lunch?"

Waggling his eyebrows, Jasper walked his fingers all the way up my leg. I widened my eyes and set my lips into a grim line, as I quietly tried to let him know to quit it. I brushed his hand away, and his pout only worsened from there. Meanwhile, Dad kept right on talking, and I had no idea what he'd said.

"Sorry, Dad...what was that?"

"Oh for the love of...I wanted to ask what you intend to do with the car."

I honestly had no idea. It wasn't as though I could drive it, but I wondered why Dad wanted the car gone in such a hurry. In that moment, I didn't want to make a decision either way.

"I...um, well I guess...um...can we talk about it later?" I was so distracted, I couldn't focus on giving him a straight answer. Frustrated that I wasn't hanging up on my father right then, Jasper decided teasing rather than pouting might help. Sitting up until he was on his knees, his cock at my eye level, he licked his palm before gripping it hard. I was so close I could see the pre-come bead at the slit, my tongue aching to taste.

"Huh?" I asked, licking my lips as my breathing sped up.

"I've asked Emmett to bring everyone by for lunch. You and Jasper just get here by two, okay?" he asked curtly.

"Yeah, Dad." I swallowed hard, watching Jasper rub his left hand over his chest while he continued stroking his glorious cock in long, slow pulls. "Two o'clock. We'll be there."

Clicking the phone off, I tossed it in the general direction of the bedside table, then went after Jasper, planning to literally blow his mind.

~HDE~

I opened the door to my family home, Jasper carrying Matthew in his carrier, and the diaper bag. We followed the delicious smell of ribs cooking and the sound of laughter, until we found our way through the backdoor and headed for the cabana situated by the large lap pool.

"Well, whaddya know? They're alive!" Emmett teased

It was a warm afternoon, and I figured Dad would've decided to have a barbecue, since he'd pretty much done that every weekend during the height of summer when I'd been home. Looking back, it was probably his way of trying to get the family to do at least something together. It didn't work all that well, since I was either swimming laps and ignoring him entirely, not living at home at all, or locked away in my room, painting.

When I thought about it...I really hadn't seen the signs he was trying to reach out in his own way. I was too busy trying to avoid him and those constantly annoying conversations to recognize much at all.

Dad was standing by the large built-in grill with a wet bar attached, cooking up a storm. The smell of charcoaled meat and Mom's homemade barbecue sauce caused my mouth to water. Mom had already set the large round stone table with colourful plastic plates, green salad, potato salad, and some rolls. She'd also made a couple of pitchers of lemonade.

And with the way Emmett and Alice, as well as Ben and Angela, looked so settled, their hair damp from already having had a swim, I got the feeling we'd arrived a little late.

So sue me...it was all Jasper's fault.

I wasn't the one who decided to tease my boyfriend until he had no choice but to let me suck him off. Twice.

"Very funny, Emmett," I slapped him upside the head as I walked behind him and plonked my ass down on the end of the bench. Jasper sat opposite me and chuckled in response before taking Matthew out of his carrier and sitting him on his lap.

Mom immediately took her grandson from Jasper, cooing to him how cute he looked in his board shorts and tank. Even though we sat in the shade, we made sure to put a hat on him, too, so he wouldn't have the sun's glare in his face. Jasper shook his head, smiling, and I shrugged. He might as well get used to Mom going all 'Grandma mode', because it would happen every time she saw Matthew. I could guarantee it.

"Nice to see you boys have finally arrived," Carlisle remarked with a pointed glare. If he was trying to look menacing, it wasn't working, especially since he was wearing the apron Mom and I bought him one Father's Day. It was black and had the words 'Put A Little Meat in Your Mouth' emblazoned across it.

Snorting, I gestured to Dad's apron. "Sorry, Dad. Had meat in my mouth."

Jasper choked on his lemonade, hacking and coughing, and Emmett burst out laughing, holding his fist out for me to bump.

"Edward Anthony Cullen!" Mom admonished, trying to cover Matthew's ears. The girls were giggling with Ben, all three of them blushing. Dad's mouth hung open for a split second, then he rolled his eyes at me.

"See what kind of child you raised, Esme?" Dad grinned, and then it was Mom's turn to look shocked.

"Oh no, Carlisle! You are not blaming that boy's dirty mouth on me! If you remember right, once you told me-"

"Okay! Let's just drop it, shall we?" Dad interrupted before shooting Mom a wink when he thought we weren't looking.

"Hey, Mom. You going to be holding Matthew for a few minutes?" I asked, knowing damn well what the answer was. She cocked a brow at me as if saying I should have known better than to ask that.

Grinning, I looked at Jasper. "Come on. Let's go for a swim."

"But I don't have any trunks," he replied, gesturing to his board shorts.

"You can swim in those. It's so hot today, you'll dry off in no time," I said, pulling him by the hand until he was standing. "You guys swimming, too?" I asked the rest of our friends.

"Sure, why not?" Ben said, standing. He picked up Angela, hefted her over his shoulder, and walked over to the pool where he promptly threw her in. He jumped in right after, and Emmett followed, while Alice used the stairs.

Kicking off my shoes, I stripped off my shirt at the same time Jasper did. We walked over to the pool, and he started down the stairs, cringing as the cold water rose up his legs. Laughing, I ran past him and jumped in, hoping I splashed him in the process. By the time I finally came up for air, he was spluttering and wiping his face. Mission accomplished.

I walked toward him and took his hands.

"It's easier if you get wet all at once," I told him, pulling him to me while I walked backwards.

"Yeah, so come on, you big baby," Emmett teased, splashing water at us.

While Emmett was occupying Jasper, I took the opportunity to get a leg behind him and sweep his feet out from under him. He went down and surprised the shit out of me by pulling on my ankles, successfully causing me to go under, too.

We came back up, laughing and pushing our hair out of our faces. Swimming out to where everyone else was, Jasper challenged Em and Ben to chicken fights. They readily agreed, and we assumed our positions: Angela on Ben's shoulders, Alice on Em's, and me on Jasper's. Of course, they had to tease me about being a girl. The only thing I could do in my position was flip them off.

Jasper went after Emmett, who stood his ground. I knew what was going to happen; he was going to bump his massive chest into Jasper's to try to make me fall. Holding my hands out in front of me, I prepared to try to balance myself and hopefully push Alice off of Em. She looked so tiny up there. Ben and Angela were standing a little behind Em, watching us instead of attacking.

Just as Jasper got in arm's reach of Emmett, he turned around and plowed into Ben, causing Angela to topple backwards into the water with a squeal.

Jasper and I laughed hard, and moved in for the kill. Emmett's back was still turned, so as soon as I got close enough, I grabbed Alice by the shoulders and pulled. Jasper dug his fingers into Em's armpits, causing him to holler like a little bitch and try to get away. Jasper was relentless in his attack. While he wiggled around, crowing with laughter in between screams of "No fair!", I let go of Alice's shoulders, took her by the forearms, and lifted her up enough to cause her to lose her balance.

She hit the water with a squeal much like Angela's, and Jasper finally let Emmett go. He ducked under the water to swim away, and I raised my hands in victory.

Glancing over towards my parents, I saw Mom standing near the pool's edge. Matthew was watching every move we made with wide eyes.

"Walk us over there," I told Jasper. When we got to the pool's edge, I took my son's hands in mine and smiled at him. "Did that look fun?" I asked him. He grinned at me, showing off his beautiful dimples. "It did? Well, why don't you come to Daddy and we'll go swimming?"

"Let me get him ready," Mom said, and I nodded. When she was safely away from the pool, I slid off of Jasper and down his back, placing a brief kiss on his shoulder when I landed. He smiled, giving me his dimples as well. My heart caught in my throat, and I traced one of them with a dripping finger. He knew what I was getting at.

Mom came back with the baby, still in his hat and shorts, but with no shirt or shoes.

"He has his swim diaper and sunblock on," she informed me as I held out my arms to take him. He gasped as my cold, wet arms touched him, but settled when I held him close. Jasper leaned down to talk to him, patting the water to make a tiny splash.

"Lookee there, Matthew," he crooned. "You try it." Taking our son's hand, Jasper patted the water with it, making another little splash. Widening his eyes and dropping his mouth open, Jasper said, "You did it! Yaaay!" He clapped Matthew's hands together.

Lowering him down a few inches, I submerged just his feet in the water. He gasped again at the coldness and pulled them up.

"Oh, it's too cold," I said, holding him close again. Jasper cupped his hands and filled them with water, then brought them up while letting the water trickle out. Matthew watched, fascinated, and reached his little hand out.

Jasper got another double handful of water and brought it up, letting it trickle over the baby's hand this time. He didn't flinch; he just watched and kicked his feet.

"Do you like it, son?" I asked him. "It's fun, isn't it?"

We didn't keep him in the water for too much longer. He had started to fuss a little and rub his eyes. He needed a bottle and a nap.

Looking from Matthew to the grill, I was surprised to see Mom and Dad standing there watching us with their arms around each other. They wore identical smiles, and I thought I could see the shine of moisture in Mom's eyes.

"Mom? He's getting tired," I said, and she came out of her trance, giving Dad one last look before walking over to take him from me. With a nod and a smile, she walked back towards the house with her grandson, cooing to him that she would get him something to eat. Dad went back to minding the grill, and I turned to Jasper.

"Come on, handsome," I said, bumping his shoulder with mine. "Let's show these knuckleheads how to play water volleyball."

I started to move away, but Jasper stood still. He had an unreadable expression on his face.

"Jasper?" I frowned. "Are you okay?"

"Move in with me, Edward," he blurted in the most sincere, most beautiful, soft voice I had ever heard.

"What?" I asked, unsure I heard him correctly.

He pulled me closer, loosely wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I'm serious. I hate being away from you, and honestly can't imagine what it's gonna be like when you stay here at night again. You make me so happy, and you've filled the empty space I've always had in my life." He paused, swallowing. "So, what do you say?"

Placing my hands on his shoulders, I leaned in closer. "Thank you, Jasper. You've done the same for me, and so has my son. I can't imagine being without either of you, and I was dreading the night when I would have to sleep in my empty bed again."

"Was?" he asked, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "So does that mean...is that a yes?"

Closing the distance between us, I whispered the word "yes" against his mouth.

He crushed me to him, hugging me so tightly I could barely breathe. He was laughing softly, or crying, I wasn't sure which.

"Hell yes!" he exclaimed, giving me one final squeeze before letting me go with the biggest smile I had ever seen. Holding out his hand, he said, "Come on. Let's go show these twerps how it's done!"

See y'all next time! Hoped you liked this bit of fun!

Lisa and Penny