Fair warning. Lemons will be starting now (: So if it's not your thing, hop off now – thank you 3
I have no idea if Alice saw us, or if any of her friends saw us kissing against the wall and being asked to leave but it all happened so fast. Well, to be realistic, a lot of people saw us. And a lot of them were friendly with Alice, they had to, so will probably tell her. Alice would be humiliated. I saw it as an eye for an eye, even if I wasn't a vengeful person
I felt like I did something I shouldn't have done, but it didn't matter. I felt alive and confident.
Jasper was leading me down the street, almost dragging me, his footsteps longer than mine ever will be. He dragged me in an ally, and for a second, I felt unsafe, but all it took was the look Jasper gave me when he spun around and pushed me against the brick wall. His eyes were glazed over and all I could see in them was passion. The type of passion that was only resolved towards me and no one else. I saw the type of passion that was going to make my head spin and never stop. It was the same type of passion that must've been in my eyes.
We resumed the same position as in the gallery, pressed against the wall, kissing, grabbing at each other.
When I ran my hands under his t shirt, I felt him become more aggressive in the kiss. And I loved it. I couldn't get more of it. That's why I traced my hands up and down his abdomen, in which case he responded with picking my legs up, not only pushing me against the wall, but in me as well. His hands were on my ass, acting as if they were holding me there, when in fact it was his body, and he was just using this opportunity to squeeze me, and touch me anyway he could.
He stopped kissing my mouth as he was pressing soft kisses down my throat, mumbling "You have no idea, how much I want you." He rolled his hips against mine and I could feel just how much he wanted me.
My hands snaked up to his head, my fingers finding their way in his hair, trying to press him deeper in the places he kissed me "I want you Jasper." I moaned and in response and he squeezed my butt tighter, making me rub against him. I was about to lose my mind.
"Tell me what you want." He demanded, as on of his hands reached inside my pants, pulling them just as low so his hand could snake inside, and touch my most private parts. His fingers were masterful at finding my clit, pushing at it, moving in slow, steady circles, through my undies. He demanded again "What is it that you want Bella?" I bit my lip as if I was suddenly mute "Do you want to be fucked here, against the wall, where anybody could see us?" He tore away from my neck to look me in eyes as he continued speaking "Do you want to be a whore? Hm?"
He knew the answers to those questions – they were all an astounding yes.
He pushed a finger inside me, pushing my panties to the side, and my body started to tremble, not believing what was happening or when or with whom it was happening. Jasper only smiled at me "If you don't tell me, we can't keep on, whore." That word again. My adrenaline spiked being called something I shouldn't like or be proud of.
I was trembling, and I was close to cumming, Jasper knew that "Yes." I breathed "Oh god, don't stop." His finger was massaging me, in the most delicious way possible. He wasn't pumping it in and out, but he was pushing the spot that was spongy and felt so irritatingly nice and warm.
"What was that whore, I couldn't hear you." He was still looking at me, at me sweating, panting, moaning, and trembling, feeling the heat spread through me, as he added another finger.
"Oh god, yes, yes, I want all those things, please." I begged him, hoping he wouldn't stop. I would lose my mind if he was going to stop. I could hear him laugh a bit, but I didn't actually get to see him anymore as I closed my eyes concentrating only on his fingers picking up speed after I had answered him for the second time.
He wanted me to be vocal. And I didn't hold back as I felt the feeling of tingly warm spread through my limbs from my core when suddenly it all became too much and I could feel it explode inside of me in tiny, tiny little pieces, throughout my body. It felt like I had just exploded and something broke open in me. I've never had this intense feeling go through my body. All I could see was bright flashes as I moaned through the pleasure, he had just given me. I was panting and pulling away from his hand, as it had become almost painfully too much to take, when he started to slow down, letting me ride it all out.
I felt his lips on my neck, under my ear, as he said, "You're so beautiful Bella."
I slowly opened my eyes, still spasming, as his fingers were barely even moving inside of me. I looked around, and thank god no one was there, peeking at what he was doing to me, how I was pushed against the wall, my legs still wrapped around his waist, locked in. That's when I registered the cold, wet feeling.
I turned my head to look at Jasper, who was just smirking at me. I looked down where he was pulling his hand out of my pants and noticed the huge wet mark on my jeans. Did I? What happened? Before I could ask Jasper if I was that wet or if he had somehow managed to use lube, he answered "You squirted Bella… I don't know if you noticed." He smirked a bit and promised me "But I'll make you notice the next time."
Still in the position we were in, as he pulled the skilled hand out of my panties, I could see it was glistening in the dark streetlights. Jasper was showing me what I had done… What he had made me do. But when he put those fingers to his mouth, licking those two fingers, keeping his eyes on me, I blushed, even more so if that was possible, and I could feel myself come back to life, as I wanted to go round two, but just with something else of his other than his fingers.
I kissed him, tasting me on his mouth "I want you, Jasper."
He pulled away slightly, smiling towards me, maybe even laughing at my eagerness "I don't have a condom with me Bella." A condom… I had forgotten about that completely. I nodded. He was right. I was glad at least one of us was using his big brain.
He helped me down, from him, unhinging my legs from his hips. My legs, or rather more my hips, were incredibly sore, and at first it took a minute or two to actually stand straight and not spasm into a mess in front of his happy eyes. Once I was standing straight, he gave me his jacket, tying it around my waist.
I thanked him and smiled at the gesture. It was sweet of him to make me look as if I didn't pee myself. Then again, he would be at fault if people would stare at me, as if I couldn't control my bladder because it was all him.
We took an uber back to his place. It was a lot better than sitting in public transport in my wet pants or walking in them. I always wanted to do it in a public space, and it took me by surprise how easy it actually had been all with the right person. I was happy for this option, so happy that I didn't even think about where we were going.
Jasper was holding my hand in the uber, as I was pressed against him, cuddling him. He smelled so nice, like wood, and jasmine. I was lost in him as I was drifting slowly off to sleep, just being at piece, feeling happy. I was well aware that it was post orgasm happiness, but I hadn't had that, from another person, in a long time, so I was enjoying it as much as possible.
When we stopped at his apartment complex that's when I realized and remembered that he was living with Edward. I don't know how comfortable I was with showing Edward whom I dumped him for. It just didn't seem right. And it didn't matter if Alice was doing whatever she was doing – I wasn't about to be mean to him. And anyway, Jasper was living with the guy. I know they weren't best of friends, but I wasn't about to become a reason why their relationship would become too awkward for them, or volatile in any way.
Before I could express any type of concern to Jasper, he calmed me down "He isn't home… He's at the party."
Right. The party he went with Alice. I pulled away slightly from him. Both of us knew we had to talk. As much as I wanted him to fuck my brains out, or his magic fingers to touch me again, I needed to speak to him first.
Jasper didn't say anything about my sudden pull away from him, seeing as my hand stayed in his. I was trying not to think too much – it seemed to do me worse. To the door of the apartment, he let go of my hand to open the door, and I missed his touch. The apartment itself looked the same. Clean. Fresh. Not really feminine, but not overly masculine.
What was out of the ordinary, for me in this apartment, was that I was following Jasper, to his room, rather than going to Edwards. I was more than okay with that.
Jaspers room was still tidy, except his desk, which had even more paper and books on it than before. I felt the sudden urge to gift him a document separator or something. His big bed, fluffy bed was made to perfection, looking something out of a cartoon. I was still standing in the door frame, when he leaned on one of the poles of the bed, looking at me.
We were here. So, what now?
I knew he must've been thinking the same thing. Twenty minutes ago, I wanted him to fuck me, no matter the consequences. After he had kissed me, I lost all of my logical thinking, only concentrating on pleasure. But what should I concentrate on now? Truth or pleasure?
I didn't have to decide since Jasper was the one to speak first "I guess I should tell you about Alice. About everything." I nodded in response when he smiled a bit, continuing "I'd advice for a shower first, and a change of clothes before we do that though."
Oh right.
The wet jeans.
I got in the shower quickly, opting for a record time in it, washing everything but my hair. Was I trying to hurry, to not run into Edward? Yes, yes, I was. I was there maximum of five minutes, but it still gave me time to think about the issue at hand. Something had happened between him and Alice. Did he love her? Did he want to be with her? Where was I in this situation? He didn't have to wait for me, as I was figuring things out what I wanted to do with Edward or didn't want to do. But did he have to spend his time with Alice, out of all people? Perhaps she was a good person… To other people… No fuck that. But how angry could I possibly get when I was involved with another Cullen, just a couple of weeks ago? Jasper hadn't liked the idea of cheating very much, so perhaps I was just thinking up a storm.
I dressed in his t-shirt and sweats he had left for me to change it. It felt like big comfy pajamas on me. His clothes made me feel so tiny and I was okay with that.
When I walked to his room, he was working on something on his desk. He looked so beautiful, his hair in his eyes, concentrating on what he was doing. He seemed like a person who worked hard. I thought he didn't notice me, but he did "I'm sorry." He said as he turned around. Once his eyes landed on me, he stopped whatever he was going to say.
"Let's talk." I said. Standing once again in the door frame. I wasn't about to sit down – it felt too submissive to do that, so I just stood, while he sat in the chair. I didn't mind to be a sub, but I needed to know that I wasn't going to be controlled or told what to do, even if it was nice and easy to shut down my brain. I needed my brain for this one.
"So, the Alice thing…" he started again "Umm, I have known that she liked me from way back when I met her, but I didn't want to get involved. I didn't even remember her name half the time, referring to her as my roomies sister or something dumb like that." He shook his head, telling the story" But she just kept flirting and talking and I told her that I would meet up with her, just so she could shut the hell up." He looked at his hands "Every time Alice and I were supposed to meet up, I was with you or you and I were just talking, and I regretted the decision to agree to meet with her in the first place." He cleared his throat "After the party, yesterday, when you went off and you wouldn't hear me out about Alice, I thought that we would be done. That you wouldn't want to see me again."
"I did see you though." I smiled, opening my arms, that showed a I'm here aren't I gesture.
He smiled and kept talking "So she invited me to that thing tonight, and I thought to hell with it. Why shouldn't I go, if you didn't want me? I almost bailed out at the last minute… But when I met her, she was talking to Edward and she looked like… Not my cup of tea. But she was being so snarky and mean, and I knew then and there, she wasn't for me. I had to call you and shoot my shot – if it would happen that would be perfect. If not – at least I knew I tried."
I looked how sincere he was, when he was telling me the story. I couldn't help but to think that both of us were idiots seeing as it was just a lack of communication between us. That, and the Cullen's.
I walked towards him, touching his face "We have to make up for the lost time." I decided. We had wanted this from the beginning, and we were finally free to do as we pleased, without any obligations to other people we were seeing. It was just the two of us and it was time we were about to get to know each other.
He held my hand, not making it possible to move it away from his face "Let me make it up to you."
"How?" I asked. I had to ask. He smiled and stood up, making me feel teeny tiny in his presence. I was walking backwards from him, as he was walking towards me. It felt like I was hunted by a dangerous animal. Jasper had backed me up against the bed, and I didn't have nowhere else to go. When Jasper reached me, almost touching my nose, he pushed me down the bed.
It shocked me a little that he had pushed me and as I fell on the bed, he was looking too pleased with himself. His bed wasn't as soft as I had imagined, only the duvet was but it felt so comfortable and right.
Jasper was staring down at me, just looking me up and down, like he was ready to eat me.
"Put your hands up." He commanded and I did as I was told, putting them up, on the bed. Jasper nodded in appreciation.
He leaned down towards me and touched my sides, dragging his fingers down my ribs, to my stomach, to the band of the sweats he had given me to wear half an hour ago, pulling them down as his hands were still dragging down my body, taking the pants with down with his fingers.
I couldn't believe he had my pussy on display like that. I wanted to pull the shirt I was wearing down, to cover myself, but I couldn't do it. He must've known this thought would run through me. I was on display for him, and he knew it. Well, half of me was. I wasn't ashamed of him though. That was out of the window. He had already made me come and I didn't care much about my surroundings. Why would I care about this?
He slowly leaned down, until he was sitting on the floor. Jasper slowly massaged my legs up and down until I felt his lips on my ankle. He was kissing me up and up, not stopping until he got to my inner thighs "Hmm… I can smell how wet you are from here Bella." He murmured against my skin, as he was getting higher and higher "Breathe, Bella, darling."
I hadn't even noticed that I wasn't breathing, holding my breath in anticipation of where his mouth was about to move. But when he kissed my clit, I sucked in a breath I had missed before. He was kissing me, and I was squirming under him, wanting to push his head in me, that's why I pushed my fingers in his hair, pushing his closer.
I didn't expect Jasper to stop "If you want me to keep going, you will put your hands back up." He murmured against my slit and I did what he told because I did want him to continue. His mouth was just as masterful as his fingers. Jasper was a talented man.
Just as I put my hands up, he got back to work. Jasper was truly masterful at the craft and I was panting in seconds, close to my release for the second time, of one day when I heard the front door. And the reason I heard it in the first place was that it was sprung open with force that made me worried, who was barging in like that.
Jasper started to work harder, keeping the rhythm just working faster. I didn't know if I was breaking the rules of my hand position, but I pulled my palms down to my mouth, so I was able to be silent.
"And she just came in! I'll have those guards fired!" I heard Alice yell in a shrill voice, just at the brink of my orgasm "And I will fucking ruin her! You hear me!" I wanted to tell her that I did, but I was too busy for now to care. I couldn't hear what Edward answered her, but I didn't care that much. I cared to be quiet now.
My adrenaline spiked up, knowing that Alice and probably Edward were there. The cat was out of the bag and all we could do was to keep doing what we were doing, which was Jasper eating me out and me cumming.