Disclaimer: mentions of drug abuse and lemons


Sitting across the table from him to have dinner was a test all on its own and I felt I was doing pretty decently until I took my first bite of lasagna and sighed in content. Jasper raised a brow, his eyes darkened as he watched my lips move, "This is so good! How'd you learn to cook like this?"

"My mother taught me. She's been a chef at this high-end restaurant in Houston since I was a teenager. Taught me everything there is to know about the kitchen from a young age. When she wasn't cooking, she often chased after me and Peter in the house, making sure we didn't burn it down."

"She sounds great," I admit. Only imagining what my life would be like if Renee wasn't an alcoholic and Charlie wasn't so flighty.

Jasper smiled at me, "She is. Thank you for saying that."

"And your dad?" I asked hesitantly, unsure if Jasper had a bad relationship with his dad the same way I had a bad relationship with my parents.

I was immensely relieved to be proven wrong on that assumption when Jasper's smile grew as he said, "He's a general surgeon in Houston, lives on the countryside with my mom. My brother, Peter, he's a lawyer."

"Wow, I can only imagine all of you together with your fancy degrees and careers."

He nodded as he took another swig of his beer, "It's definitely shocking to see where my brother and I ended up."

"Why's that?"

He shook his head, setting the bottle down, "My life...it wasn't as put together as it is now, Bella. When I was with Alice, I ended up getting into a lot of trouble. I got into a lot of fights with guys who tried to take advantage of her while she was high out of her mind," I winced but he didn't notice as he looked down at his plate, lost in memories I was sure he wanted to forget, "I nearly killed the guy that sold her the drugs that caused her first overdose. Got arrested and put in jail for a few hours before calling my dad to come bail me out."

"Was he angry?" It sounded like a stupid question but I remembered Charlie and how he'd hit me without hesitation for getting him mad. Picturing the same thing happening to Jasper made my stomach roll for some reason.

"Yeah he was pretty pissed but Peter had gotten arrested once before for teepeeing some douchebag's house. I guess he was mainly pissed he had to bail us out at the crack of dawn more than anything." I laughed with him at that. Jasper grew serious then as he looked at me, "I broke up with Alice a little after that. She was too far gone for me to try to help her anymore and I knew that if I didn't end things, I'd end up in prison for killing a guy for selling her drugs. She didn't make it easy though."

"Do you still love her?" I asked, taking both of us by surprise. I don't know how I knew he'd been in love with her at some point but I could tell. See it in his depthless eyes as they grew sad. It still pained him to relive this, I saw it on his face too. In the way he clenched his jaw and his fingers drummed against the beer bottle.

Jasper sat back in his seat and stared at me for a long moment before answering, his voice deep and sincere, "No I don't. I did a long time ago. Back when I was nothing more than a stupid kid and thought I could protect everyone with my fists. What I shared with Alice was never anything more than something sexual and toxic on her end. I suppose I knew the love she felt for me wasn't nearly as strong as how I felt towards her."

And just like that, it all made sense. The hurt in his eyes when I told him what we shared that night was nothing more than a one-night stand. That it didn't mean anything. Jasper wasn't like that. He never has been, I realized. Sleeping with him might have been a way for me to escape the confines of my own life, taking hold of it and owning it for a change. But for Jasper...it was more especially if was here with him now in his apartment. Having dinner and talking about our lives the way we were all night. He was opening up to me in a way that was surprising and comforting.

I stood up slowly, letting him watch me with an unreadable expression as I made my way around the table. He turned in his seat to face me, parting his legs so that I could stand between them. My heart fluttered as he placed his large hands on my hips. I tugged on a strand of his hair, admiring the silk feel of them against my skin.

"I dreamed of touching you," I whispered, feeling my skin engulfed in goosebumps as his thumbs pressed into my hips. "Every time I did, I couldn't help but think about how you made me feel. Not in the physical sense—while that had been amazing too—but in the way you made me feel when you held me. Safe and cherished. No one's ever made me feel this way before. It's scary sometimes, when you look at me the way you do, as if you can see everything I don't like about myself."

"There's nothing that I don't like about you, Isabella."

"We barely know each other. You could hurt me and I you."

Jasper's hands tugged me forward, "What we know now is enough, darlin'. We have time to learn so much more. There's no rush. So look at me and smile knowing that we have this time now." His hand tapped my chin.

I cracked a smile, finally gathering the courage to look away from his hair wrapped around my fingers and to his blue eyes. Jasper watched me in silence, gazing into my eyes until I found the courage to speak, "Please, kiss me. Be with me."

His crystalline blue eyes darkened slightly as he took in my words and he tugged me even closer until I straddled him, my legs dangled off the edge of the chair as I settled on his lap.

Jasper's hand dug into my hair, pulling me back to look at his depthless eyes before saying, "Then stay the night because once I kiss you, I won't be able to let you go, Bella."

I licked my lips as I cupped the back of his neck with my hands, my nails digging into his skin as I whispered, "I know. Me neither."

And then, as he leaned forward I parted my lips before his tongue plunged into my mouth, making me moan loudly with satisfaction. His hands squeezed my ass, pressing me deeper against him and making the wood of the chair groan beneath us.

"Fuck," he hissed as I ground my hips into him, making us both moan when the tip of his hardening cock came into contact with my core. He murmured my name, a desperate almost pleading sound escaping his lips and I claimed it with my mouth, wanting every inch of him that I could get.

I felt his fingers dig into my skin, sliding over my shirt as they traveled up my back and gripped my shoulders, pulling me closer than I thought possible. Our kisses became quick and sloppy as I took as much as he wanted me to. When we finally pulled apart, needing a break to breathe, I noticed both our chests rising heavily as we panted. Jasper's eyes were thick with lust as he rested his forehead against mine, "You have no idea how long I've wanted this."

"I want you. I've always wanted you." I confess breathlessly as I roll my hips against his hard erection pressing into my thighs. My hands dig into his blonde locks as I felt myself inching towards him, eager to kiss his now swollen lips.

Jasper groaned when I nibbled on his bottom lip. Gripping my waist to keep me from moving, his eyes looked down to my lips longingly before saying. "You're still hurt..."

"It's fine. I don't care." I breathe.

When he stopped me from trying to kiss him again I found myself slipping out of my haze, rejection settling in immediately until he spoke, "Isabella. I care." Jasper said, his tone stern now to tell me he wasn't in the mood to mess around when it came to my well being which was surprising.

Despite the fact that his hips involuntarily jerked forward, seeking for some friction too, I could tell we wouldn't get anywhere if he thought I'd be in pain because of the bruise on my cheek.

My face warmed as I slipped my hands out of his hair and down his shoulders. I shut my eyes tightly, "God, I'm sorry. You must think I'm such a-"

"No, I don't. Darlin'," my breath caught as he cupped the side of my face and his thumb caressed the tender skin on my cheekbone. I wince slightly before he leans forward and gently kisses the warm spot on my face. I whimper as his gentle side shines through and does things to me no man ever has. When he pulls away, Jasper's eyes are sharp and leave little room for escape as his hands wrap around my back and hold me close. "I hate seeing bruises on you. But I think we can find a better way to please you."

Before I could question the meaning behind his words, he stood up, taking me with him. I sighed as I felt the thick length of his cock rub against me again and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, kissing and sucking his neck while Jasper walked over to the bedroom. Our half eaten food long forgotten on the dinner table.

I licked a spot where I knew he was sensitive behind his ear and relished in his low moan, "Fuck. I missed this. Having your mouth on me, licking me, tasting me. I can't wait to see what else those lips will do tonight."

"Jasper..."

He gently sat me on the edge of his bed before pushing me to lay back down. His hands were demanding but never rough, never inflicting pain.

I watched under hooded lashes as he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled the zipper down, never once taking his hungry eyes off me.

I bit my lip as he slid them down, kissing the tops of my legs as he went before stopping at my ankles. His hot breath made me shiver as he tossed my jeans somewhere to the side before kissing his way back up. My breaths came out shallow as my pussy began to throb for release, needing him between my legs desperately.

"I love it when you shiver like that," he admits, running the back of his knuckles up my right leg as he placed sloppy, open mouthed kisses across my skin. "Always so responsive to me."

"Jasper, please don't tease me," I breathe out, one of my hands gripping the silk sheets beneath me as I tried my best to rein in the need to have his mouth on me.

"What do you want first?" He wondered as his knuckles brushed the fabric of my panties, making me arch with need when they went everywhere except where I needed them right now. "Should I make you come with my tongue or fuck you with my fingers? Or both? We have all night..."

When his hot breath fanned the wet material of my panties, I gasped, "Both...please both!"

His chuckle was dark and sweet like decadent chocolate.

"That's my girl."

Without warning, I felt his strong hands flip me over until I was on all fours in the middle of the bed. "What—" I felt him shift and suddenly Jasper's head was between my legs, laying down beneath me, forcing me to settle right on his face. Holy shit.

I gasped as I watched him swiftly push my underwear aside and suddenly, his tongue was swirling around my clit. I arched against his mouth, bracing my hands against the bed as I involuntarily began rubbing my soaking core against his face while Jasper devoured me, eating me out like a starved man.

"God!"

His hum of approval melted me completely as he sucked my clit hard enough to make my toes curl. His hands moved quickly to rid me of my bra and I tossed my shirt aside moments before his hands cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples while he continued to eat me out.

"Jasper, I'm coming. I'm coming!" My cries filled the silence in the dimly lit bedroom as he made me come with his hot mouth. I rode him until my legs began to tremble and I dug my fingers into his hair, needing to touch him too, to be as close as possible.

He never stopped licking me even as he changed the rhythm to softer, slower strokes. He knew me so well—knew exactly what I needed to come hard or gradually get me there, to prolong the inevitable and make me beg.

A thought occurred to me then, that I also knew how to touch him. What he liked.

Releasing my hold on his hair, I leaned back and found his hard member straining against his pants. My hand trailed down his abdomen and teased him, running my palm over the outline of his cock. I licked my lips as I felt Jasper's tongue falter slightly and a whispered, "Fuck," reached my ears.

I moaned as I undid his pants and pulled his underwear down, noticing the bead of pre-cum trickling down the tip.

I knew the moment I touched him what Jasper would do and I was immensely proud of myself when I slowly reached under his balls and pressed into the tender skin there.

Jasper groaned loudly, hips bucking and making the vibrations radiate over my pussy. I stroked him slowly at first while his hands clasped against my ass, holding me in place as his tongue sped up, lapping every inch of me.

"I missed you," I moaned as Jasper rolled my clit in his mouth, making me falter in my attempt to please him as my second orgasm began to climb up my core.

Talking dirty was still new to me and I wasn't too keen on doing it now when Jasper was so good at it but I knew he liked hearing me when we had sex. He liked to know I was enjoying myself. "I want you inside me, badly. Please."

Just then, hearing me, I felt his teeth suddenly bite my clit and I convulsed, my eyes widening as he inserted two fingers and thrust them into me.

I cried out as I stared up at the ceiling, my orgasm shooting across my vision with bursts of white lights clouding my vision. When he only continued flicking his tongue over me I jerked upwards, too sensitive to find out what would happen if he kept going.

"Oh god," I tried to move but he held onto me, holding me closer to his face as he continued thrusting his fingers into me, curling them deeper and deeper—

"Oh...god! Stop. Ah, stop, Jasper!" I fell over the edge once again and shuddered as I pushed away from his mouth. Falling onto the bed in a messy, moaning heap I released a shaky giggle as I involuntarily shuddered in pleasure.

"Good, darlin'?" I felt the mattress creak beneath his weight as he slowly made his way over me. I opened my eyes in time to watch him bring his two glistening fingers up to his mouth and suck before slowly running his tongue over his wet lips. Tasting every inch of me he took without hesitation.

Somehow he'd gotten himself completely naked while I recovered from my high and now I was staring at his gorgeous body, all sculpted muscles etched across fair skin.

I bit my lip as I nodded, resting in my elbows as I whispered, "Come here."

He crawled over to me, bringing his forearms in either side of my head as he stared into my eyes. Perfect blues reflected want into mine and we stayed this way for a long moment, simply taking each other in.

Then he pressed his lips against mine, allowing me to taste myself on his tongue.

"You taste amazing," he whispered into my ear.

"I never thought I'd see you again," I admitted as he kissed my neck, jaw, and lips seductively. Bringing my hands up to cup his face, I pulled him back to make him look at me. To see that I was being completely honest with him now. "I missed having you close like this. Did you miss me?"

I felt his member rest against my stomach as he leaned down, moving to claim my lips with his but before they were joined in another searing kiss that made my world spin, he whispered, "I fucking missed every inch of you, Bella. You own me completely, mind and body. And I'm about to show you just how much."

As he kissed me, I felt as though nothing else in the world outside of this room mattered right now.

And it would stay that way so long as we were in this place, hidden behind the shadows.


The next chapter's POV will be Jasper's!