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 time soon. So I am re-posting the original. This was my first completed story and it is very different from 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 are 68 chapters to this story, including the epilogue and two outtakes. All of these have been uploaded to my profile so I should be able to update daily, however, life will get in the way sometimes. 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 a matter of days.

J POV (Be warned, there is a lemon in this chapter).

The clearing of Rose's throat broke the one thing right then that set my heart free. Bella had accepted me, allowing me to be there; and most importantly she told me that she loved me and wasn't letting me go. What have I done to be so fucking lucky right now? Whatever it was I knew that I was going to be thanking whoever is up there right now that they were looking out for me.

"Well Romeo, or do you prefer Cowboy?" Rose's cocky comments were nothing new to me, after all, I had lived with her for the past year and a half more or less, but I guess Bella was a little embarrassed with public displays of affection as she buried her face into my shirt.

"What can I do for you Rose?" I asked, not meaning to sound harsh but she had ultimately stopped the most important moment of my life right now.

"Well since you are here you can drive Bella home. I need to go shower and wait for the big bear of a man that I call my husband to get back." Her smile showed me more than she was saying, and I was a little frightened that she was hinting at something. Before I could say anything though she had turned away and was heading towards the elevators.

"Are you ready to go? Do you need me to take some of these for you?" I asked pointing to the row of flowers situated on the cabinets to the side of the room.

I watched as she bit down on her lip again having to fight that urge to take it for my own; settling on running my thumb across it to bring it out of her mouth.

"Please, the red, blue, and edible ones if you don't mind." She pointed while she finished packing her laptop into its bag.

While grabbing the flowers I noticed that she seemed to have a lot, and I mean fucking pile on piles of letters stacked around her office.

"So what exactly do you do with your column, I mean I never got around to asking last night? We sort of ended up on some other tangent of questions." I mean it would be a good idea to know what she actually did other that writes something in the paper.

"Well, promise you won't laugh? I know Peter did." I nodded waiting for her to continue.

I was not going to laugh, I chanted in my head while she mumbled something, I didn't quite catch. I turned around to look, if I had actually missed her say something or if I had imagined it. I must have looked as confused as I felt as she sighed,

"I write the advice column. But for safety purposes, I don't have my picture published in the paper." Well damn, I wasn't going to laugh at that, chuckle maybe... maybe not, the look on her face was all that needed to stop it from even surfacing anywhere near my mouth.

"So how did you go with work today? Could you concentrate on anything other than that dream I hinted about." The twist of her mouth into that evil smirk had me instantly worried and hard as a fucking post.

I was a man, and knowing she had some very specific and sexy as hell dream had been torturous to my cock all day. She knew what she was doing when she dropped that one on me, and by god did it work. Demetri had to kick my ass to get me to focus on something other than the numerous possibilities that rose in my mind involving a field. But hey I wasn't going to tell her that, I am a male for Christ's sake.

"You could say that, didn't get me in trouble if that's what you mean." I could play too; it's time to show her I guess.

I turned around to see what she was doing; it was extremely quiet like she was having an internal debate about something. That something was whatever she had in her hands, or was holding in her hands. She dropped it back in her bag when she noticed I was watching her.

"Come on; let's get going before they lock us in here." She grabbed my hand and started to lead me towards the elevator.

I had barely grabbed two of the flower boxes that she wanted to take home before she noticed that I hadn't gotten the third. And as quick as that she dropped my hand and went to grab the third box. The most important one I guess as it contained the edible flowers. I watched as she took a little nibble at one of the flowers and her eyes slightly rolled back. Let me tell you this, it wasn't helping me with the strain going on in my pants or the groan that escaped my mouth.

"Bella, please you're killing me here," I whispered into her ear, gaining a shiver that ran down her back, now it was my turn to have a cocky smirk on my face. I did that; I made her react like that. I wanted to do it so much more, every day if she'd let me.

"Play nice and I'll give you more details." She softly replied; she wasn't playing fair, she knew it.

I knew it, but I didn't care. That promise alone would make me behave like a choir boy at Sunday mass. We made it to the car without any more flirting from either party, not that I didn't want to, but I knew what I wanted before I went back for more.

"So, time to speak up, or you gonna make me wait longer." I couldn't help it, she was holding all the cards and I needed to know what she had.

"Forget it, cowboy, I ain't telling you while we drive. Peanut needs to get home first. And I'm not having you get lost in the scenarios you paint while driving." Seriously it was killing me, she was holding out.

"How about we talk about something else then; I want to kick Emmett's ass. I need your help." She could change subjects so fast it would cause whiplash if I wasn't careful.

"What did he do now?" I couldn't help but shake my head. That guy needed someone to kick his ass and the pregnant woman beside me was taking it on herself; it wasn't going to work out in his favor I can tell you that much.

"That boy has been neglecting his woman. He needs to get his shit together and remind her why they are married." Where the hell did this little fire starter come from?

She spent the rest of the drive back to the house telling me all about Rose's little misfortune. It didn't help that she not only saw it from me, but Pete and Char were still in the honeymoon stage. No wonder she wanted to kick Emm's ass, I did too.

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"What the hell boy, you trying to put me in my place or something? Jesus man I'm gonna look bad with his shit." Pete's obvious attempt to get to me was not working.

I was and am still on a high after that kiss in the office; plus I was thinking on how to get Emmett's ass in line. Seriously that man needed to do something to show Rose what she's worth.

"Peter, honey I've seen what you've done for Char all these years. Let's just say I think she'd agree with me that you have officially lost the crown for romantic gestures." Bella's voice not hiding the apprehension to what he's got planned, and trust me he's got something planned.

He wanted me to go get some stuff this morning but as luck would have it I was at work today. So he's on his own with whatever he's planned.

"Bella, why, what did Jazz do that beat the Valentine's Day of our second year?" Char's voice came through the house, while she was obviously busy in the kitchen.

"I'll be there in a minute Char. Can you put those in my room for me? I'll take these ones to the kitchen." Bella walked into the kitchen while I made my way down the hall.

"Alright fucker what did you do. Bella always shied away from romantic gestures. Yet here she is telling ME of all people that you beat me in romance. Bro, what did you fucking do?" Peter's actually curious, not because he's been outdone, but because it's gotten a huge reaction from Bella.

"I took her to breakfast this morning and then sent her flowers; nothing major big man. Not sure why it's such a big deal but hey I'll take it." But before I can go any further I'm attacked by Char throwing herself around my neck

"Damn brother, those cards are amazing. She's glowing in there. But you hurt her I'll castrate you, and then set it on fire; got it." Char bluntly informed me of the consequences that may befall me if I fuck up.

"Char not gonna happen. I'll let her tell you about it." I quickly kissed her on the cheek while I turned to find Peter gobsmacked. Fucker, I think he's in shock.

The booming voice of Emmett can be heard not 10 minutes later. Damn that boy needs to know the difference between inside voices and whatnot.

"What the hell dude, Rose said something about flowers and messages." Ah, So Rose let him in on the flower procession as Pete and Char have christened my little act today.

"Emm, I'd be more worried about the pregnant hormonal woman who wants to kick your ass than my little stunt today." Hey, I gotta give him some warning. But I wasn't going to give him too much as I noticed Bella standing at the doorway watching us.

Raising my hands in surrender, I was not going to get in front of him for this one. He's on his own right now. Still not having a clue as to what I'm on about or my actions he turned around and you could literally see his body flinch under the look he's getting off Bella. Before you could count to 10, or before Emm could gain access to his brain she'd walked over and grabbed his hand dragging him into her bedroom. You could distinctly hear a pin drop and the door locked as we all stood there stunned by whatever it is that we just saw.

It's wasn't until the food was finished cooking that we hear them come out and it seems that whatever she said got through to him as he takes careful consideration of what he does and waits on Rose all night.

"I guess Emmett just met the fury of Bella. That girl can be deadly; even when she's not hormonal." Jake was trying his best at holding his ass together, but I guess he spoke a little loud.

"And you would know this from personal experience. Don't you Jake?" Bella taunted her best friend, who looked sheepish at being sprung.

"Yes, Bella." He said aloud so we can all hear. "I wasn't treating Kate right as far as she was concerned when I first got together with her, but Bella put me in my place. I'll tell you one thing if you don't install those Southern manners in that baby if it's a boy, she will." He said in a low voice. I wouldn't put it past her either. She put two full-grown men in their places with no worries.

By the end of the night, I had already made my mind up that I was crashing on the lounge here after seeing what Emmett's treatment was leading to. Those two were going to be hitting every room they could back at the house. Not something I want to hear; see, or really know too many details about. I guess Peter and Char figured this out too as they'd already set up the blankets in the living room for me; gotta love my family.

With all parents and couples leaving around 10:30 Char had dragged Peter to the room. I was never happier that their room was at the end of the house and the living room at the front.

"So is it safe for details on that dream?" I asked as Bella had joined me on the sofa.

I swear she went red, honest to fucking god. I got her, but as soon as it came she brought it back in. Her evil smirk resurfaced, and I knew I was in for it. She wiggled her way over to me resting her head on my chest while I ran my fingers through her hair.

"Are you sure you can handle the details?" I gulped; this girl was able to make me feel like a fucking high school virgin. What the fuck. I silently nodded my head, not daring to use my voice in case it betrayed how fucked she had me without even giving me one detail.

"Well, it started with me sitting in the middle of a ..." and good lord she went into detail, from the husky sound in her voice she too was getting lost in the retelling of her own dirty dream. By the end of her little recall, I'd had to readjust myself a few times, not knowing what I was going to do if she wanted to move right now. I don't think I'd be able to let her.

"Jasper... um would... I mean would... never mind." Her voice oozed with lust but her words coming out were laced with self-doubt.

I leaned down to capture her mouth with mine, something I had wanted to do since she started to talk. And holy shit, if I wasn't sporting one before my cock would be screaming for attention. It was as if she pushed all her lust and desire into that kiss.

"Jasper, stay with me tonight?" she whispered grabbing my hand and dragging me to her room.

Before I could even think of what I was doing, I had her laying down on her bed, planting opened mouthed kisses where ever I could find a piece of her skin. I was in heaven. Her moans were spurring me to continue. Slowly my hands crept up her top she had changed into before she got hold of Emm, damn Jas you got the girl of your dreams laying on the bed right now and your thinking of Emmett. Get your fucking head in the right place.

While mentally kicking the shit out of myself my hands made contact with her chest and dear lord I thank you. While her breasts were perfect before now they were larger and softer. Like touching silk or how running water feels when you put your hand under it. She arched her back towards me as I softly ran my thumb over her hardened nipples.

Breaking the kiss, I looked her in the eyes, asking permission to remove the one thing right now that was stopping my kisses from traveling further down her body. Slowly she nodded her head and raised her arms to help with the small task. I growled at the sight in front of me; this woman was fucking gorgeous, what can I say. Not only had her chest grown but the feel of her skin was magnificent.

Slowly my mouth traveled lower and lower, from her lips to her throat collar-bone and breasts. While she laid there her whimpers of want and her unmistakable need for friction between her legs were making it harder for me to concentrate on the task at hand.

I had wanted to worship this woman for so long, and I wasn't going to fuck this up anytime soon. I took one of her breasts into my mouth, twirling my tongue around her nipple, slowly and painfully soft.

"Dear lord Jas; you don't know what that is doing to me." She sighed as I nipped the little bud that I could only imagine as painfully hard.

Not to leave the job half-finished I moved to the other side of her frame; cupping, pinching, and rolling the hardened nipple between my fingers. As I repeat my little tease she arched her back, pushing more of her chest into my mouth, and hand. This push brought he center to rub against my now very obvious and very painful erection; bringing a hiss from both of us. But I had to ask, I needed to know before we went any further that this is what she wanted and that it wouldn't hurt Peanut.

"Bella, I'm killing myself here, but is this what you want? Just say the word and I'll stop no questions asked. I don't want to hurt you or peanut." While the words are leaving my mouth; I pray that she wants this, that I'm not the only one. God, I don't know what I'd do to relieve myself right now if she said to stop.

"Jas, I brought you in here, I wouldn't have if I didn't want this. And peanut will be fine, we just have to be a little creative." Her breaths fast and heavy; full of everything I feel and more.

That was definitely not a no; she wanted this as much as I did. And creative, I definitely could be creative.

Crashing her lips against mine; she began to slide her hands down to my jeans. God damn, she was more than willing right now, and so was I. Within seconds she's gotten my buckle and button undone, and working on the zipper. I couldn't help but smile at her need; a replica of my own. But I couldn't take her like that, a quick fuck. No, it was not going to be like that, not now not ever. I slowly reached for her hands and gently placed them above her head.

"Let me show you, let me show you how much I love you Bella," I whispered as she shivered under my voice.

She left her hands there, and I was never happier knowing she trusted me right now. Once more making my way down her gorgeous body I met the top of her shorts she was wearing, they were more like underwear than shorts but I sure as fuck was not complaining. Tracing the line of her shorts placing kisses as I went; I lifted her to remove those taunting shorts that had been wrapped around her perfect ass.

Holy shit, and fuck me. What a sight, she was bare, but for a little star on the top right side of her center. God damn, it was hot as hell and I will never forget that. Gently I ran the tips of my finger up and down the folds of her lips, her wiggles encouraging me more than ever. After a few gentle tickles her hips began to buck against my touch, I knew she was ready for me, but I wanted to make her feel pleasure in every way.

Slowly I entered one finger and began to pump into her while my thumb softly rubbed her nub. Her breathing became louder, more labored as she laid there receiving the stimulation she so desperately wanted. Adding another finger and a little more pressure, I found it made her more vocal with her need; calls of my name and yes were music to my ears. I lowered my face so it was a few inches away from her and gently blew on her nub; binging her over the edge of her orgasm.

Watching her in this moment of pleasure I couldn't wait any longer "Come here, Bella." I gently called as she shattered around my fingers. While I waited for her to catch her breath I crawled up the bed to where I had moved the pillows around so that my back was resting against them and the headboard.

"Mm; Jas, this isn't very creative." She purred. I couldn't help the smirk that came across my face.

"Bella who said you would be facing me. Turn around for me sweetheart." I whispered in her ear, gaining a whimpered and very fucking hot woman to do as you wish.

As she turned herself around, I helped her straddle my legs, just above my cock, allowing it to rub deliciously near her entrance.

"Please Jasper. Please." She cooed, I was not going to deny her anything anymore as I entered her.

Holy mother of fucking god, she was so wet, so tight, so fucking perfect. I was in heaven, but under the threat that I wasn't going to last. We both moaned as I filled her to the brim, feeling my balls hitting the beginning of her center. Allowing her time to get used to the feeling of me being so inside her and gaining some control over my building release helped so much I was sure that I wasn't going to be able to last if we didn't stop for a few seconds.

That thought was shot to hell though; I wasn't going to last much longer as she began to grind on me telling me she was ready. Placing my hands on her hips I helped set a pace that we both would find enjoyable, not slow but not fast. My fear of not being able to last long soon disappeared as we continued my left hand traveled up to her breasts while my right helped with the pace of our movements.

"Damn that feels so good." She spoke so softly that I wouldn't have heard her if she hadn't thrown her head back allowing me access to her neck.

I couldn't leave that piece that spot uncared for, placing gentle kisses and nips on her pulse point. But with each kiss she would grind into me little more, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer if she continued this little movement. Reaching down I began to play with her nub, instantly feeling her walls starting to twitch anticipating her orgasm. This just made it more obvious that I wasn't going to last much longer with my Angel.

"Baby, let go, I can't hold on much longer." I once more whispered into her ear. She shook her head no; I wasn't sure what she meant.

"No… come with me." She ordered me before crashing her lips to mine and bringing not only her own but both our orgasms to ahead.

Her wall clenched around me so tightly that it felt like something I wouldn't ever want to leave. It felt right being with Bella right here, at this moment that I didn't want to move.

"Wow, my god Jas that was amazing." Her breath still not quite under control, but her panting was no longer labored.

We rolled to the side, slowly making our way down the bed, the loss of contact made me feel somewhat missing something. The closeness of being with Bella like that... I could definitely see myself doing that shit with her for the rest of my life. Slowly her breathing evened out, and her body relaxed into me; she fell asleep lying next to me.

Softly kissing her hair I whispered "I love you" before I too drifted off to sleep. Nothing and no-one could break the peaceful feeling that had taken over me now. Even the possibility of seeing Peter in his boxers in the morning would not mare this feeling and night.