A/N: There are lemons ahead... I don't think I need a warning (this story is rated M after all) and nearly all adult relationships involve sex. So this A/N isn't a warning so much as an enticement. ;)
Jasper
I picked up Ivy and her friends at Lisa's house.
"Fuck Ivy, your boyfriend's hot as fuck!" Kelly shouted unnecessarily as she opened the door for me.
"Fuck yeah! Let's all do body shots off my fuck-hot boyfriend!" Ivy shouted back and all three girls cheered.
Oh boy, Rose and I are going to have our hands full tonight… I thought.
"Let's save the body shots for later," I told them, ushering them out the door. They all clung to me in an effort to stay upright. I could see Rosalie laughing behind the wheel of my truck. She was the driver tonight. It surprised me that she had even wanted to come.
Before Ivy visited our home, I had asked Rose to be nice to her though I didn't really need to. Rose truly did like Ivy. She wasn't as reserved as Bella, didn't know what we were so she posed no threat to us, and she took my side over Alice's when she had tried to prevent me from meeting Ivy. Rose saw how much happier I was since I'd met her and so she liked Ivy for being the cause.
I helped Lisa climb into the front seat then helped Ivy and Kelly get in the back. I say helped, but really, I sort of just picked them up and dropped them into their seats. It took a while but Rose and I finally got them buckled in.
The whole ride there, Ivy was trying to suck on my neck. I almost laughed at the irony. I tried to fend her off as best I could because I didn't want to take advantage of a drunk girl. It was incredibly hard though. Her hot mouth on my skin was doing amazing things to me. I had hunted a lot the night before to get ready for tonight but her proximity and the tantalizing smell of her almost did me in. Not to mention I was feeling the euphoria and excitement of all three girls and it was affecting me. I allowed myself a few chaste kisses and had to stop Ivy's hand from constantly sliding up my inner thigh.
The same as the night she met my family and we made out in my room, I could smell her arousal and it was driving me insane. I held my breath most of the way, otherwise my control would eventually break.
We got to the venue with Ivy's virtue still, miraculously, intact. We all got out, with Ivy, Lisa and Kelly sort of tumbling out of the truck. I made sure none of them face-planted into the pavement.
We were all technically underage so when the bouncer checked our IDs, he put an X on our hands with a Sharpie to show we couldn't buy drinks. Honestly, if Ivy or her friends had one more drink, they'd probably loose consciousness.
The place was packed. After listening to a few people sing, Lisa was the first to get onto the stage.
"I'd like to dedicate this song to all us girls not lucky enough to be dating a fucking sex god," she slurred and looked right at me. Sex god? I wondered where she got that idea from.
"She means you!" Ivy told me unnecessarily and giggled, clutching my arm tightly.
"Did you tell her I was a sex god?" I asked her.
"Maaaaaaaybe," she drawled and looked up at me from beneath her lashes. Dear god, I wasn't going to make it through tonight without pouncing on her.
Lisa was belting out It's Raining Men and received rousing applause and a few wolf whistles for her efforts.
Next up was Kelly who chose a lively rendition of I Kissed a Girl which was also a hit with the crowd.
It took Lisa and Kelly a few more songs by others to get Ivy to let me go long enough to get her up on stage. Lisa took a while looking at the catalogue trying to find a song for her to sing. She looked excited as she pointed one out to Ivy. Ivy nodded excitedly, chose the song and went up on stage.
As soon as I heard the trumpet intro, I knew exactly what song she had picked. So did everyone else as a cheer went up from most of the crowd. She grinned and bobbed her head, getting into the tempo.
"You're just too good to be true,
Can't take my eyes off of you,
You'd be like heaven to touch,
I wanna hold you so much,
At long last love has arrived,
And I thank god I'm alive,
You're just too good to be true,
Can't take my eyes off of you."
She was staring straight at me, singing only for me. The beat picked up and she gave it her all and I could feel the absolute truth to the feelings she felt reflected by the lyrics. She meant every word. Halfway through the song everyone was singing along loudly. Ivy had a wonderful stage presence and I could feel her confidence. Of course, the alcohol might have played a part.
As the song came to its end, she gave a wobbly curtsey even though she was wearing pants and left the stage amid people still cheering.
"You were made to sing that song, hon," Kelly told her when she got back to us.
"Well, I've got someone to sing it for now," Ivy said, wrapping her arms around my waist. I could hardly stand the amount of love she was sending me, probably unconsciously.
She was nuzzling my neck again and I looked to Rose for help. I could feel her amusement and her pity so I thought she might actually help me but she said, "Jasper's going to go and sing something."
So much for helping me. Ivy looked up at me with such surprise and delight that I couldn't say no.
I sifted through the catalogue and found a song and smirked. I motioned for Ivy to come over and I showed her the song I wanted to sing.
"Will you help me out with this?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow at her. She laughed and agreed. We waited our turn and I held her hand to help her up the steps to the stage. She was still completely drunk but I could tell she was having fun. At the first few bars of the song, people recognized it and laughter and some cheers were heard from the crowd.
"I can show you the world,
Shining, shimmering, splendid,
Tell me Princess, now when did you last let your heart decide?"
I couldn't keep the smile off my face as I sang to Ivy and she stared at me in awe and I felt her joy. She sang her part beautifully if a bit slurred and hearing our voices intertwine made me feel such indescribable love for this woman. The song finished and I stood before her, took her face in my hands and planted a kiss on her lips. Belatedly, I realized I had been projecting and all the couples in the crowd were too wrapped up in each other to pay attention to anything else going on. The unattached people in the crowd seemed all to be wearing dazed smiles of contentment, some even kissing random strangers. I cut off the flood of emotions and they all snapped out of it, confused by what had just happened.
Ivy and I took our seats with our friends.
"Thank god you stopped that when you did," Rose said so only I could hear her, "I was almost on the verge of running home to Emmett. That was some serious projecting you were doing up there."
"Sorry. I can't help it when I'm so…" I searched for the right words, "So in love." I shrugged. Not the most creative words but certainly the most honest.
"I just love seeing you so happy," she told me. "Even with Alice you were never like this."
"She didn't fill me with happiness the way Ivy does."
The rest of the night went by smoothly, Ivy, Lisa and Kelly got up to sing We Are the Champions before leaving. We made it over to my truck with the human girls starting to yawn. I bundled them in with Rose's help and the drive home was a quiet affair with the girls groggy and only half awake.
I used Ivy's house key to carry her inside and set her gently on her bed. I took off her shoes and shook her softly awake.
"You should change into your pyjamas," I told her quietly. She nodded sleepily.
"I'll see you in the morning," I told her, kissing her forehead.
Ivy
Normally, waking up was the hardest part of my day but this morning, I bolted upright and sprinted to the bathroom to empty the contents of my stomach.
I felt like absolute shit and I probably looked like it. I rested my head against the coolness of the water tank behind the bowl. I willed my head to stop spinning. I heard footsteps get closer and stop at the open bathroom door.
I cracked an eye open and saw my mom leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed with an unimpressed look on her face. I squeezed my eyes shut before opening them both to look at her properly.
"Have fun last night?" she asked, seriously displeased.
I knew I shouldn't answer. I had answered this question in the past and it only made it worse.
"I didn't know karaoke included massive amounts of alcohol," she continued. "What a stupid thing to do Ivy! We raised you better than this! I hope to god you didn't drink and drive."
I knew I had to speak up. "Jasper and Rosalie were with us. They didn't have anything to drink." Oh god, my head ached like a mother. I stood on shaky legs to rinse out my mouth from the faucet.
My mom pinched the bridge of her nose and exhaled. "Ivy, I don't care who was with you or if they did or did not drink. Have you ever listened to me or your father when we warned both you and Lily to never put yourselves in such a vulnerable position? Girls get raped when they're too drunk to defend themselves!"
"I know. I'm sorry…" I meant to continue but dove back to the toilet to throw up some more.
"Sorry doesn't cut it!" my mom shouted, making me cringe at the volume. I saw Lily come upstairs after hearing the shouting. She was peeking around my mom's form in the doorway. She pointed at me and then drew her finger across her neck in a 'you're dead' sign before grinning and running off.
"You're grounded until the end of term." My mom turned on her heel and went back downstairs. I didn't argue. I didn't have the energy for it. I stood, swallowed some Advil out of the medicine cabinet and shuffled off to my bedroom. I was half asleep when the doorbell rang.
I heard the deep timbre of Jasper's voice and strained to hear what was being said but couldn't. I heard two sets of heavy feet coming up the stairs.
My dad knocked before poking his head in my room. "Jasper's here to keep you company," he said. I gave him a questioning look.
"Aren't you mad at me too?" I croaked.
My dad smiled gently. "I came home drunk a few times myself. Your mom worries about you but you're about to go off to live on your own. You need to learn not to do stupid things like this. I think you probably feel awful right now so I took pity on you and am allowing visitation rights." He moved aside and Jasper walked in.
"Thank you," I breathed, feeling slightly better now that Jasper was here.
"Learn from this," my dad advised, "I love you, Scout."
"I love you too, Atticus," I gave him a weak smile, the best I could muster. We referenced To Kill a Mockingbird ever since I had read the book. It was my dad's favourite. The answer and reply were a special bond only the two of us shared. He smiled back and gently shut the door.
"Do you love me too?" Jasper whispered with a smile.
"You know I do," I told him. Jasper motioned to my bed in a silent request. I nodded. As if I would ever say no to having Jasper in my bed.
Jasper made sure I was tucked in, laid beside me on top of the sheets and put his arms around me with my back to his chest.
"Mmmm. That feels lovely," I told him. The cold felt nice against my heated skin despite the sheets between us. "Can you get rid of my aching head?" I asked.
"Sorry Darlin'. Your body is physically sick and I can only deal in emotions."
I spent most of that Sunday snoozing in Jasper's arms. To his credit, he never complained. He ran his fingers through my hair, hummed a tune or held my hair back when I ran to the bathroom. I kept a constant flood of gratitude to him. Every time I thanked him aloud, he would whisper back a 'you're welcome', sometimes tacking on Sugar or Darlin'. I loved this man so much it hurt.
I met Jasper in the parking lot on Monday and looked for Lisa and Kelly. They got out of Kelly's mom's car and walked over when they spotted me.
"Did you guys get into trouble?" I asked them.
"My mom took my car keys away," Lisa said dejectedly.
"For how long?" I asked.
"Until after graduation," she sulked.
"How about you Kelly?" I asked.
"I'm not allowed to use my phone for a week," she said. I gasped. A week without the ability to text was a cruel punishment for a teen girl.
"And you?" Lisa asked me. I told her about being grounded until after exams but that my dad let Jasper stay with me all day. I knew I had gotten off easy. Jasper stood behind me and wrapped his arms around me, resting his head on mine.
"You guys are so disgustingly adorable," Lisa said, no venom in her voice but a touch of envy. "Hey Jasper, any chance you could set me up with your dad?"
I heard Jasper make a choking sound and held back a laugh. His arms stiffened around me.
"He's happily married to my mom, you know," he said when he had recovered.
Lisa burst into laughter. "You should have seen the look on your face!" she cackled. The first bell rang and we made our way to homeroom.
"I wish you girls weren't so into Carlisle," he told me.
"Sorry. He's hot stuff," I laughed and he cringed. "Was Bella drooling when she met him?"
"I don't know. She met him at the hospital and I wasn't there for that."
I spotted Bella walking into school with Edward so I jogged over, Jasper following.
"Hey Bella!" I said, way too cheerfully.
"Hey Ivy," Bella replied suspiciously at my sunny disposition. I was normally a zombie in the morning.
"When you first met Carlisle, did he turn you on?"
"What? I…n-no!" she stammered. I looked questioningly at Jasper.
"Panic and denial," he said simply, with his trademark sexy grin.
"That's what I thought," I laughed and continued on to class leaving Bella stunned. Jasper slung his arm around my shoulders and I leaned into him.
We made it into homeroom with a few minutes to spare. Jasper was sitting backwards on his chair facing my desk with our legs touching.
"My parents will be away next weekend to take Lily to her dance recital in Port Angeles," I told him innocently. "I though you might like to come over?"
"I thought you were grounded?" he asked me.
"I am. But you're allowed visitation rights," I reminded him. "And I'll be ever so lonely all by myself," I told him, running my right foot up his leg. His eyes widened a bit and I swear I saw his pupils dilate. Either way, they definitely got darker.
"So, will you come and keep me company?" I asked. He simply swallowed audibly and nodded.
Mr. Wade walked in and Jasper turned to face the front. I quickly leaned across my desk and whispered in his ear, "If you have a cowboy hat, bring it with you." I saw his delicious muscles bunch up in his shoulders and heard Rosalie chuckle next to him.
Jasper
Well fuck me sideways, I thought.
I did have a cowboy hat. In fact, I had several. I couldn't rid my thoughts of Ivy wearing one and straddling me.
Sweet Jesus, she's going to be the death of me.
I took an unnecessary breath to calm down but I couldn't think clearly. I missed my name the first time Mr. Wade called it for attendance. Ivy wanted me alone at her house. I wasn't unaware of what she wanted. Christ, I wanted it too. What worried me was whether I could give her what she wanted.
I knew Bella wanted the same thing with Edward and he wouldn't even consider it. Bella's sexual frustration was irritating to feel and I didn't want Ivy to feel the same. When I had been with Ivy, the venom would well up in my mouth but it had been a very long time since I'd considered biting her. Well, not in a feeding sort of way. But if we were intimate, would I be able to stop myself? I had never bedded a human woman with the intention of keeping her alive afterward.
Apart from being alone in the auditorium during our spare, Ivy and I had only ever gotten into heated kissing at my house where there was always the safety net of my family aware of what was happening. If my thoughts ever turned to draining Ivy, Edward would get the others and rush to stop me. If I went to her house alone, I worried I might lose control and no one could stop me.
Ivy never said another word about it all week but it preyed on my mind. I had even asked Edward if he would stick around outside to be my backup. "I don't particularly want to hear you two going at it," he told me. "Besides, you shouldn't even be considering something so dangerous."
Sanctimonious bastard.
I could ask Alice but how awkward would that be? Her feelings were mixed about my relationship with Ivy and she might not want to help. I would never ask Carlisle or Esme because I saw them as my parents and that was even more awkward than asking Alice. Rose and Emmett might but I'd never hear the end of it with Emmett. No, I was on my own.
All too soon, Saturday morning was here. Ivy had asked me over for Friday night but I declined, saying I'd be there the next day. I fed all night on Friday until I nearly felt ill.
I went hunting with Alice. I needed to know what was going to happen. I could stand some awkwardness if it meant Ivy's safety.
"I know what you're going to ask me, Jasper," Alice told me after draining her stag. "For the record, I think it's a horrible idea."
I almost retorted I didn't want her opinion but didn't want to antagonize her.
"If you have sex with Ivy, you won't drain her but you'll break half the bones in her body," she told me.
I felt deflated. So I couldn't do it after all. I would be such a disappointment to Ivy. Not for the first time I cursed being a vampire. I felt pity coming from Alice.
"You can still kiss her," she suggested, "That would work." I sighed and thanked her for her help. She left for home and I stayed out, hunting more. Hopefully Ivy wouldn't be too disappointed in me.
I debated on whether I should actually bring a cowboy hat. I eventually snatched up a black one and ran to Ivy's house. I didn't want my truck in her driveway for all the neighbours to see. I knocked on Ivy's door and she opened it right away, ushering me inside.
As soon as the door closed, Ivy pushed me up against it and was attacking my lips with her own. I stayed put and kissed her back. The venom pooled again and I swallowed it down.
"Upstairs," she growled and grabbed the front of my shirt, towing me willingly along behind her. I did so love it when Ivy took control. I wish I could bring the Major out but he would definitely kill her. He liked it rough.
"Hat on," she ordered me and I complied with a "Yes ma'am," making my accent more apparent. She loved it when I did that. I felt her arousal tick up a few notches as she took in the sight of me in my cowboy hat and boots.
"Fuck me," she whispered and I panicked for a moment, wondering if she was commanding me to do so but rationality came back to me and I realized she meant it as a compliment. She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing every part of me she could access and backed me up until the back of my knees touched the edge of the double bed. I allowed her to sit me down and she straddled my lap.
Almost as fast as vampire speed, she whipped her shirt over her head and tossed it behind her. She leaned away from me, probably knowing I wanted to see her. She sat there naked from the waist up save for a blood red bra. I bet she was wearing matching underwear for me. I did stare at her torso, drinking her all in. She was absolutely stunning. I was almost afraid to touch her in case I harmed this beautiful creature.
My perfect recall brought back the girl's night in Ivy had with her friends.
"Oh come on! You're at least a 9!" Kelly told Ivy.
"Really?" I felt Ivy's incredulousness.
"Absolutely," Lisa said, "With a rack like yours, you can't be less than that." Peels of laughter sounded.
"So it's all about tits, is it?" Ivy laughed.
"It's always about tits with guys," Lisa confirmed.
I amended Lisa's comment in my head. Ivy was definitely a 10. Her breasts were absolutely perfect. I gazed at them and trailed my eyes down to yet more curves of her waist and hips. I couldn't wait to touch her smooth skin.
I must have stared too long as I could feel Ivy start to get nervous. She looked behind her, probably looking for her shirt.
"Look at me, Sugar," I told her and she turned back around. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I was just too stunned to speak," I gave her the grin that I knew made her heart flutter. I felt relief wash over her. She put her hands on my shoulders and kissed me some more.
"Touch me," she breathed between kisses. It was all the incentive I needed to put my hands on her hips and rub them up her back, behind her shoulders, her collar bone, tantalizingly slow over her breasts, down her stomach. So was so incredibly soft and breakable. I forced my hands to go slow and make my touch gentle.
It almost all came crashing down when I felt Ivy start to roll her hips on me with a groan. Even clothed, I nearly came. It felt so good I hadn't realized her hands were reaching down to pull off my shirt. I pulled away, surprised that I was breathing as hard as she was, and stilled her hands. I felt her concern.
"What's wrong?" she asked, trying to catch her breath.
How was I supposed to explain the scars all over my chest and arms? I knew we would get to this point but hadn't actually come up with a good reason to explain them. I absolutely knew Ivy wouldn't judge me for them but they were quite clearly crescent shaped. What else could make that mark but teeth?
"Ivy…" I knew she would see them from the angle of the sun filtering through the clouds. "My entire torso and arms are covered in scars that I sustained in the military." It was close enough to the truth. "I'm very self-conscious about them," I admitted, "And I'm worried you might be disgusted by them."
Ivy looked at me with sympathy. She leaned back towards me and kissed me deeply.
"You will always be perfect to me," she told me honestly. I took a deep unnecessary breath and tugged my shirt off and over my head.
"Are they off putting?" I asked after a moment. It was a question I wasn't sure I wanted the answer to.
"What are they from?" she asked, peering closely at them, touching a few gently.
"I can't tell you that," I said quietly. She looked up at me, comprehension dawning on her that this was yet one more odd thing about me.
"Sorry if I'm about to disappoint you," she began and I felt trepidation like I've never felt before. This is where she breaks up with me, I thought. "But you're still perfect. These just prove you're a badass," she grinned. I felt such relief I almost sobbed.
We started kissing yet again as we ran our hands over each other, when Ivy started rocking on me again and I freed my mouth to tell her something I knew she didn't want to hear. She kept sucking at my neck, making it hard to focus on my words.
"Ivy?" I began. She gave a "Hmm?" in lieu of an answer, "I can't. We can't." This caught her attention. She sat back still straddling me.
"What now?" she was starting to feel exasperated.
"I'm so much stronger than you Darlin'. If we have sex, I'll break you in half by accident," I told her with shame at my own weakness.
"Are you sure?" she asked. I felt her disappointment and couldn't help give her a small, sad smile.
"Alice saw it," I explained. "I'm so sorry I can't give you what you want." I was ready for her to kick me out of her room.
"Jasper, there's a ton of other things we can do," she stood and stripped off her jeans as I stared, surprised. She was indeed wearing matching knickers.
"You've managed to touch me fine so far. Do you think you can manage touching me everywhere?" she asked, climbing back on top of me. I froze. I didn't know if I could do it. Alice didn't say anything about this. If I were careful, how much damage could my fingers do, after all? I made my decision.
"But if I say we have to stop, we have to stop," I warned her.
"Fair enough. Now shut up and touch me," she said.
I smirked as I ran my hands up her back, unhooking her bra. I let my fingers trail up to her shoulders where they slowly slid the straps down her arms. Once the offending garment was off, I tossed it away and gazed at my love's exposed torso once more. I tugged her hips forward, closer to me. Ivy whimpered and the sound nearly undid me. I rubbed her hardened nipples with my thumbs and she visibly quivered and arched her back.
Ivy stared into my eyes and took one of my hands, placing it on her inner thigh, silently asking me if it was okay. It was more than okay. Jesus Christ, she was even softer there.
My touch light, I slid my hand up slowly, enjoying the lust Ivy was feeling. I sent her some of mine. She was trying to move her hips again but I held her still with my free hand. My hand reached its destination and I ran my fingers along the scant fabric of her underwear.
"Fuck, Sugar. You're already soaking wet," I told her what she already knew.
"Only for you, Jasper," she replied and I couldn't hold off any longer. I literally tore her underwear off, hearing her gasp of surprise and slight pain. I felt bad but it seemed to turn her on even more. Ivy moaned as I slid one finger inside her slick heat. Human women were so warm but Ivy felt scorching hot. I located her clit and started to circle it with my thumb. The venom surged in my mouth and again, I swallowed it back.
"Fuck Jasper, faster," she pled. She threw her head back and tried to get more friction going with her hips. I wanted this to last so I only picked up my speed slightly.
"Tell me what you want, Darlin'," I couldn't resist teasing her.
"F-finger fuck me hard, you sexy fucking Texan," she ground out, still trying unsuccessfully to buck her hips. I desperately wanted to throw her on the bed but gently laid her down instead. I moved between her legs and kept up my pace. I leaned over her, bracing one hand next to her head. She planted her feet on the bed and started to thrust her hips to meet my fingers. She placed her hands on my back and dragged her nails down it. I knew it wouldn't leave a mark but it felt incredible.
"Faster, Jasper!" she cried.
I obliged this time, rubbing her clit faster and thrusting a finger inside her. She was even hotter there and still so very wet. Ivy's moans came faster, sometimes my name, sometimes curse words and sometimes just sounds of intense pleasure. I extricated myself from Ivy's grasp by leaning back, freeing the hand that had been bracing me up so I could run it down the swell of her breast, down her ribs earning a soft squeal, down her waist, her hips, her thigh. Once I added a second finger after she adjusted to the first one, she began a chorus of "Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" and her limbs began to shake. She opened her eyes to look into mine.
I hooked a hand behind her knee and pulled her leg up over my jean-clad hip and pushed my fingers in deeper and at an angle. Ivy screamed and I felt a burst of nothing but ecstasy as she came on my hand. I shared every single bit of the ecstasy she felt. It was one of the most glorious things I had ever experienced.
I felt all of her body shake and she watched as I pulled my fingers out and licked them, savouring her taste.
"So. Fucking. Hot." She gasped; her eyes fluttering shut. "And that hat, and those boots Jazz…" I still had both on. I laid on my side, stroking her hair and her face, tracing her lips, her neck, her shoulder. I was transfixed by the blood pumping through the artery in her neck. I could see it jump in time with the beating of her heart. She sighed in pleasure, snapping me out of it, and curled into me. She was feeling totally comfortable which amazed me as she was completely naked. The only other woman I'd been with who was okay staying naked was Maria. I shuddered at the memory. She had never made me feel the love I felt for Ivy. Not even close. Even Alice paled in comparison. I covered us with the throw from the foot of her bed.
"'I love you' is so inadequate for how I feel about you," she said, stretching and yawning adorably.
"No worries, Darlin'. I feel it too," I told her as she fell asleep in my arms. It wasn't even noon yet and I looked forward to the next few hours we had alone together.
I held Ivy, staring at the ceiling, until I heard her breathing change when she woke up. I felt her confusion and then her elation as she remembered why she was in my arms.
I only had time to wonder why she felt a thrill of mischief when I felt her hand slither on to my waist. Then it slid down one side of the V towards my cock which was already semi hard. I inhaled sharply.
"Sugar, what are you doing?" I mean, I knew what she was doing but I wanted to know she felt okay with this.
"A few hours ago, it was all about me. Now, it's all about you," she looked up at me as her fingers felt my now solid hard on through the fabric of my jeans, gently pushing me so I laid flat on my back.
She got up onto her knees, still wonderfully naked, and took my boots off. I helped as she undid my belt and shimmied my jeans and boxer briefs off. She took my cowboy hat from where I had put it on the nightstand and put it on. I was ridiculously turned on by it and resolved to buy her some boots to match. She straddled my thighs, getting into a comfortable position.
It was immediately obvious to me that she knew her way around a man's body. I didn't have time to be jealous of her past boyfriends when her warm hand slid up and down me with a perfect pressure. She twisted her hand clockwise on the way up and counter clockwise on the way down. Her other hand found it's way between my legs just behind my sack and she gently pressed on the skin there and softly wiggled two fingers back and forth.
"Oh motherfucker!" I saw spots and, had I been human, would have nearly passed out. No one had ever touched me there and I didn't even know that spot existed until now. She kept the other hand moving, up and down, up and down. I was so close to coming.
She leaned in to whisper in my ear, "This is nothing. Wait until I get my mouth around you."
With an inhuman roar, I spilled myself on her hand and stomach above me as well as my own stomach, embarrassed that I didn't last long at all.
"Ivy, you evil temptress," I growled as I made to grab her. She slid off the bed (on purpose) laughing and took a satin bathrobe off the back of her door. Sliding it on she waltzed off to the bathroom for her human needs. When she was done, she announced she needed food, tossing me a damp washcloth for me to clean myself up.
Ivy was making herself an omelette when I came into the kitchen dressed in my jeans. I had my shirt in my hands and made to put it on until Ivy glanced at me and I felt her deep appreciation of my physical form.
"For the record, you're no longer allowed to wear a shirt ever again," she informed me. I could tell she was half amused and half serious.
I tossed my shirt over a chair at the kitchen table.
"Good boy," she grinned. "You're so freakishly beautiful. It's a shame to hide it with clothing."
"Anything for you, Darlin'," I said. I'd meant it. I would do anything for this woman.
"Will you be staying the night then?" she asked.
"If I can have my way with you again, by all means," I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. I could never get enough of this woman. "I'll just need to go home and get something to sleep in."
"Why?" she asked innocently, but with a promise of something wicked in her eyes. She wasn't so innocent after all.
"Evil woman," I said in a low voice that made a shiver pass through her. I made for the door.
"Hurry back, tiger," she smirked.
I couldn't have run any faster after that remark. I burst into our house and all eyes turned to me.
"Jasper, is everything alright?" Esme asked.
"Better than alright," I assured her.
"Oh my god!" Edward screamed, clutching his head. Bella was there and felt confusion.
"That good, eh Jazz?" Emmett said, with his eyebrows raised.
"Oh yeah," I winked and rushed upstairs to get something to sleep in. "And I'm going back for more," I said running back downstairs.
"What's wrong, Edward?" I heard Bella say as I left. I heard Emmett laugh and Rose giggle.
A/N: Bella's birthday is up next and I think we ALL know what happens there...
I also just want to clarify one thing: this story is finished and I post a new chapter every week. There are 16 chapters in all.
A huge thank you to all my followers and reviewers! You're all amazing.