First and foremost this is the original story before I started to rewrite it... and got stuck in the writing of the rewrite. If you are following the rewrite you will notice quite glaring differences between this and the one you have already started following. I do not intend on giving up with the rewritten version, however I think you guys waiting for me to get over my blank slate of a muse isn't going to happen any times soon. So I am re-posting the original. This was my first completed story and it is very different to how my last stories flow.
Secondly, this is not beta'ed. NOT AT ALL. There will be mistakes in spelling (I'm Australian and some words we spell differently). The layout will honestly have you wondering what the hell I was thinking. I wasn't; well that's not true. What I was thinking was that I knew what I was doing and screw anyone else... yes I was a conceited little shit even at the age of 31.
Thirdly, there is 68 chapters to this story, including the epilogue and two out takes. All of which have been uploaded to my profile so I should be able to update daily. Please understand that I have a busy life in the real world. This includes two children, one grown and the other with disabilities. So while I should be able to update wherever I am, if something happens please understand that I will miss updating.
Last but not lease. I am not SM. Not even close. I do not own the franchise, work in any capacity with the publishing houses or studios. I merely escaped from reality to play with some characters that I fell in love with while reading four books in the matter of days.
Maybe driving all night wasn't my best idea in the world. Okay I know I was the one that thought that I would get there before the storm hit Washington, but surely I can be forgiven for forgetting exactly how old my truck was. With all the work that Jake had done on it, rebuilding the motor, any problems that came up he was there to fix it with no questions asked as to what I had done to it. Even Edward knew that my old truck was my pride and joy, so he gave up on trying persuading me to upgrade from my metal monster to some plastic toy. It was barely 10 pm when I realized that I wasn't going to get home before the next day and I was sure that I could make it if I had only had someone with me. "Stupid Bella, always have to be so independent. Well here's your reward." I thought to myself; and really it wasn't too far off the mark. I was always doing things for myself, even before I had gone to College in Texas State. After 2 years in dreary Forks I needed some sun and I was surely going to the right place. I had met so many friends there, each one I am sure I'll have till the day I die.
I was just kicking myself that I should have asked Edward to come with me instead of allowing my stubborn streak to take hold. Edward's a great guy I had met earlier this year, we'd gotten hot and heave a few times but when he asked for marriage I wasn't sure I could really say yes. It felt like he was the right man at the time but not the right man for me. I loved him, God how I loved him. But there is a difference with loving someone and being in love with someone. And so we had called it quits a few weeks previously, while he waited for me to make my mind up about what it was I wanted and if I could find myself really happy with him.
With the rain pouring down outside of the truck I was able to keep my wits with me, so much so that I even saw the hitch-hiker a few miles ahead of me. "Are you crazy or something?" I said to no-one, "Jeez Bella, talking to yourself is the first signs of insanity."
As I got closer I realized it was a man, not much older than I was. Wearing nothing but a simple white t-shirt and jeans; Cowboy hat and boots to match. He was a sight for any woman to drool over. I was sure I wasn't the first and I wouldn't be the last. "What the hell, maybe he'll keep you awake long enough to find a place to sleep?" I thought as I pulled up to get his attention.
"Hey it's raining like crazy out there. Do you want a lift?"I called over the rain as it hit the cab of the truck.
Not sure if he heard me but he realized a dry place went he saw one and smiled as he walked over to the passenger side of the monster I call mine. As he opened the door, I saw what I can only describe as masculine beauty personified. His dirty blond curls wet and clinging to his well defined jaw. Those piercing blue eyes, that you could get lost in forever and be quite happy. Lip, my God those lips, just begging to be kissed, nipped and sucked by one very lucky woman. And his physic, any man or deity would be envious of.
His wet t-shirt clung to his chest like a second skin, with his pectorals proudly on display. Looking down I could see a very defined 8, yes 8 pack waiting for you to run your fingers down. And the muscles in his arms, you could tell this man worked on the land, the definition was astounding. Truly a very happy woman was out there. He hadn't even said a word and I felt I was in love with him. My feelings towards Edward were nothing but a mixture of infatuation and lust, tricking my heart to believe that it was love; something I could never settle for. As he closed the door and ultimately turning of the light within the cabin I tore my eyes off of the Adonis sitting less than a meter away from me. I didn't ask him anything about himself, too afraid that I would fall further than I already was and have my heart broken when he would undoubtedly confess that he was either married or with someone. We kept the conversation safe, on what he was doing walking in the rain, where I was going, and where had I been. Nothing personal, no names as much as he wanted to know who the "Lady who rescued him from the cold and probably a very uncomfortable hospital stay with pneumonia" I couldn't risk knowing anything about him.
We drove for a few more hours before it became evident that I couldn't safely drive to much further. Having done this trip a few times before I came to find a lovely hotel that was a few miles ahead of us. "I'm going to find a hotel for the night. Your more than welcomed to share if you wish." I explained as I started looking for the sign of the Twilight Hotel. I know cheesy name but it was comfortable, affordable and most importantly it had beds. He readily agreed, even offering to half for the room if it was shared. Something only the Southern Gentleman does these days. That twang in his voice, his Southern manners that I'm sure his momma instilled in him. All he would have to do was say the word and I'm sure I would have dropped to my knees and begged for him to stay with me.
Those few miles soon became nonexistent, as we pulled up to the Hotel and headed for the reception. If this man was a God, it would only mean that the young woman behind the desk would be an angel. Her long red hair, flowing down her back, reaching past her waist; defining her statuesque curves. Her stormy grey eyes looking into your soul as if to judge your worth, defined cheek bones and lips that were too perfect to be true. Her petite frame matching her beauty with ease, causing someone like me to seem plain in comparison. If the Adonis beside me had to pick one of us, it would definitely not be me. Yet he did not make any move to the beauty in front of us.
"A room for two is it?" she asked in a bell like voice, making me even more self conscious in her presence. I nodded and wrote my information on the slip. Handing the paper and my credit card over to pay for the room I didn't realize what she was saying.
"Room 17 is all we have available, but you won't be disturbed as the rooms around you have been booked for a buck's night. Somehow I don't think they would be coming back here anytime soon." She informed us as we headed outside and towards the room.
It wasn't until I walked into the room that I realized that she must have told us it was a single bedded room. There in the middle of the room was a very large and very inviting bed. Wrapped in red silk linen, and pillow upon pillow for comfort. If you didn't know better you would think it was the honey moon suite. I offered him the first shower, while I went to grab my bag of food and some clothes out of my truck. He took it gladly, no doubt cold in those still dripping clothes. When I returned to the room I heard the shower as the water hit his naked form, the images that formed in my mind made me wet and in dire need of friction to control the urge that had started to grow. I wasn't even in the same room with the man and he was able to bring me to my knees with need and want. I don't think any man that I would ever meet would ever hold up to what this stranger now in the shower. As I sat there I listened as he sang the most beautiful songs with a voice that could only be described as heavenly. And not those dime a dozen songs you hear today, but the real music of years gone by. Yes he was definitely a man of the land if he sang those songs.
When the water turned off I quickly got myself ready for a shower that was now absolutely needed, possibly a cold one, I wasn't too sure. It was soon decided that yes it would have to be a very cold shower as he came into the room with only a towel wrapped around his waist, enhancing his body and giving clear view of that oh so perfect 'V' that led to the promise land. Catching his eye I saw the smirk that was plastered on his face. Indeed I was busted ogling this masterpiece of man and flesh. He was the man you would go to his parents and thank for giving life to such a creature. I grabbed my bag of necessities and my clothes as I headed or my shower, mumbling "Sorry" as I passed his frame still standing in the doorway. As he moved to let me pass I felt the tell tale signs of my blush rising the close I came to his personal space.
Forgoing the cold shower I opted for comfort of the heat to relax my tired and sore muscles, but the image of this man kept creeping into my mind. The water cascading down through his hair, and down his body. The bubbles forming as he lathered his chiselled frame holding onto any part of his body they could. Without hesitation I found my hand roaming down to my center, it had been so long since anyone had made me feel the need to pleasure myself, and to release this tension that no amount of water would ever bring satisfaction.
Gently I rubbed the little nub above the opening; bring a tingling sensation that ran through my body like an electrical current. The more pressure I placed the harder it became for me to stay quiet. He may be the man of my fantasy, but he didn't need to know the power he held over me. When it became too much I slowly entered one finger and then another eliciting a soft moan from my own lips as I imagined it was his hand and fingers rather than mine. I was slow to keep from making any further noise for as long as I could. But as the tension in my stomach began to grow I could not for the life of me keep the speed I had been enjoying. Faster and faster I went as I came closer and closer to my release. I bit down on the washer that I had intended to use to clean myself to stop my moans and screams of pleasure from reaching the room where he was sitting. How could one man, who I had barely known for a few hours cause this need to grow so strong and forcefully was beyond me, but I needed him. It was then I decided that I would try my damnedest to seduce this God.
Leaving my clothes sitting on the basin, I took a few deep breaths to steady myself. Wrapping the towel around my midsection I slowly grabbed the handle of the door. "Here goes nothing Bella" I thought as the steam bellowed out of the bathroom behind me. I needed no words to see that I had shocked him with my forwardness. As he sat up I could see the erection growing under his towel. Raising one finger he beckoned me to join him on the bed; I did so happily. Climbing up at the bottom, I crawled up his legs slowly torturing both of us as I looked into his eyes. But it seemed his patience was not as strong or as lasting as mine; as he reached down and brought me up toward his face. Moving my long chocolate curls to the side he placed soft and oh so sweet kisses up and down my neck, occasionally sucking or nipping the pulse point. Just his kisses brought me to the verge of no return. But he wasn't finished, he needed to control this. I could feel it that the need for power in this situation was something he needed to control and I freely let him control everything he needed with me.
Slowly his hands dropped towards my towel and where it gathered above my breasts. His skillful hands gave a quick tug and I felt the cool air touch my overly sensitive body. I couldn't help the gasp that escaped my mouth, or the moan that soon followed as his hand made contact with my breast and gently tugged and rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "Tell me beautiful woman what is your name?" his voice as smooth as silk and as enticing as water to a thirsty man. "Bella" I whispered not trusting my voice any louder than the whisper. "Bella, so beautiful. Will you allow me to show you how a beautiful woman like yourself should be treated? The pleasure I would bring to you if you were mine?" he asked while trailing his nose back and forth across my jaw. No longer trusting even a whisper I slowly nodded my head.
With that one movement, he pushed me down onto my back and started kissing his way up my neck and to my mouth. It was soft and sensual as he ran his tongue across my lips begging for admittance. I eagerly opened for him, my mouth and my heart. He could have all of me if he so desired and I would not complain. As he deepened the kiss, his hand roamed further down my body, gently tickling my stomach on its way to my center. The mere contact of his flesh and mine was enough to cause me to moan, and wish I knew his name. As if he could read my mind he spoke again.
"Bella, my beautiful Bella. Let me hear you say my name. Jasper; please let those two syllables fall from those lips."
Who was I to deny him this one request?
"Jasper… Please" I would beg him if that was what it took. I felt as his fingers moved their way up and down my folds ever so softly, but with purpose to create such a pleasure."Jasper, please I need you." I whispered; my voice filled with the lust that I was sure dripping off me as I laid there on that bed. It was all it took for him to enter me, and causing me to open my eyes that I hadn't even noticed I had closed.
As his fingers worked his magic on my center, his mouth had taken hold of my breasts. Sucking and flicking the nipple with such intense force. Not soft or hard, but definitely intense. First one breast then the other; it was paradise. If this was the beginning I never wanted it to end. As I withered under his touch he began to lower his mouth to join his fingers. Peppering my stomach and hips with kisses as he went. Further and further down he went until his mouth was level with my entrance. But the next sensation is what took me to rock with such force that my body arched to meet his thrusts. He was no man, he was a sex god, I was sure of it. As my body slowly came down from the intensity of that one orgasm, he brought himself back up to me and removed his towel. My heavens, he was well endowed; I was sure now that no man would ever compare to him, to Jasper.
He lined his hard erection with my opening, teasing me by rubbing himself up and down my folds. Biting my bottom lip, I fought the desire to take control of the situation. I wanted, no needed him so badly that I would do anything to feel him inside of me. Filling me like no other had ever before. "Please… Make me yours." I moaned as I felt him enter me.
Slowly ever so slowly he went, allowing me to adjust to his size. No doubt I would be sore in the morning, but I would definitely be worth it. Once he was completely inside of me I could no longer hold the moans and gasps that I had until kept inside of me. He stayed there allowing me to become comfortable before he continued, giving me time to breath and simply enjoy the sensation of him being in me. I slowly opened my eyes and slightly nodded my head, silently telling him I was ready, that I was in no pain. And he began to move, slowly but surely, setting a pace that both of us could enjoy completely. Each thrust brought the feeling of electricity running through my veins, enhancing the feeling so much more. No words were spoken during this time; at least no words were verbalized as we spoke volumes with our eyes. Never looking away from one another. In and out his thrust slow and ever so delightful. He brought me to a height that I had never felt before.
An eternity, I could spend and eternity with this man and never want another, I thought as his pace began to increase. I had lost count on how many times he had made me a woman though out the night, but never once feeling like a toy. He made me feel loved, that my needs were more important than his own. "Bella, please cum with me, let me feel you again." He whispered in my ear as he turned me around and placed me on his lap.
My eyes felt like they were going to pop out at this new position. It allowed him deeper access to me, something that would never be the same again. He guided me up and down his shaft setting a pace that would bring us both pleasure and release at the same time. Both of us screaming each other's name as we reached our peak and let it fall to its natural ground. We sat there for what felt like eternity his head resting on my back, mine thrown back resting on his shoulder. I could easily say he single-handedly ruined me for any other man. No one would ever measure up to this one night of pure and unrestrained love making.
Slowly I headed for the bathroom to shower and clean myself up. The shower however having the unsuspecting result of bringing that need back to the forefront of my mind. But I was not the only one. Just as I was about to find that release again, I felt his arms circling my wait. Stopping my ministrations "Allow me beautiful." Those three words brought me undone, I was putty in his hands and he knew it. My lord he knew it.
He began once again with his skillful hand to play with my center while he kissed my neck from behind. Whimpering for more, he readily obliged entering me from behind, causing me to throw my hand to the wall to steady myself. It wasn't slow now rather it was forceful, and it made it more fun. With each thrust I wanted more, and I told him so. "Bella, I won't last as long as before. Please one more time, cum with me." He grunted in my ear. His grunting is what brought me undone for the umpteenth time that night.
We made our way back to the bed, and fell onto the bed in a mess of arm and legs. Both exhausted from the nights events, no words needed to be passed between us. He had given me the best night of my life and for that I was truly thankful. He also brought me to realize that I couldn't settle with Edward. It wasn't love, and he deserved that more than anyone I had known in my life. I would not deny him his chance to find true happiness. Slowly we fell asleep in each other's arms. Dreaming dreams that I would never remember, but the night I would hold in my memory as the night I found true love, but let it go. I woke up early in the morning, and got myself dressed. Searching for pen and paper in the draws I knew what I had to do.
Jasper.
What you gave me last night I will hold in my memory forever. And I would gladly give you everything I have, along with my heart you claimed the moment you stepped into my truck. But I can't allow myself to be hurt. I don't think I could take it. Please don't look for me, but remember that you have something that no man has ever been able to gain from me. My heart and soul.
Forever yours
Bella .S.
Tears running down my face as I placed this note with his now dry clothes I headed towards the door. Making my way to the reception to organize for him to be left in comfort and to sleep until he was ready. I hopped into my truck and started the red monster up. It was time to go home, tell Edward that he needed to find his true love. But as I began to pull out of the parking space I had left my truck last night I took one more look at the room where my heart now lay. As I turned my head I saw him pulling the door open with all his strength. The look on his face, I couldn't stand. The heartbreak that clearly mirrored my own was there. If only there was some way I could take a bit of him with me, I would be forever grateful. Tears running down my face I took one last glance at the man who I would never forget until the day I die. I turned onto the highway and made my way back to Forks to set thing right.
