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Alright guys,

It's been asked multiple times and you all finally have your answer in this chapter. You're getting some Jasper and Bella lemons. Hope you enjoy lol

Song : My Love - Sia

Chapter 17

Jasper

It's been two weeks since Bella told us about what had happened to her.

A few days later we all came to the agreement that the best place for Bella right now was for her to come back with us since the three of us couldn't all fit in her small apartment and I would not leave her all alone in that apartment of hers that held so many haunting painful memories. I wasn't surprised when she agreed almost immediately.

Peter spent all his free time with Bella in the living room watching movies or simply having their morning coffee there. Sometimes I'd find them out on the back porch watching the sunset through the trees. But their relationship had changed between the two of them. Every time Bella was in the same room as him, Peter's eyes never left her. He was hyperaware of every movement, every expression on her face and the casual caresses he once gave her were more obvious as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her sometimes right in front of me.

I didn't mind one bit.

Me on the other hand, I hadn't initiated any physical contact with Bella. It pained me to no end but I didn't want to cause her to react negatively like she had the last time we got intimate although it was just a kiss - to Bella it was so much more. I would not be the one to ruin that for her.

It was hard to be in the same room as her without feeling the urge to touch her. To caress her face with the back of my fingers like I had done once before or to hold her in my arms like I did those nights while she slept.

The things I felt for Bella were so powerful, more powerful than what I had once felt for Alice...

I didn't want to think about that or let the guilt of my feelings for this girl caused me to ruin what we could have when she was ready, that is. Though the thought still remained, how could I move on so easily after losing Alice the way I did? Because of what I did.

In my study I brooded in my chair as I glared at the paperwork in front of me. Plans with the Russians proved to be time consuming and I wanted to call it all off and tell them to go fuck themselves for demanding so much of the family. Just because we were forming an alliance as a precaution against the Volturi didn't mean I was going to hand them everything. Stephan and Vladimir, the sons of the Russian family sure knew how to push my patience by convincing their father to renegotiate their demands to ensure they get the most out of our little partnership.

I despised them.

I secretly imagined all the ways I could make the two spoiled brats disappear but it was nothing more than a sick sadistic thought.

A slow knock brought be out of my pondering and I turned in my chair to see Bella standing by the door. The dim lightning in the hallway allowed me to see only her silhouette but even from there I could tell she was nervous as she asked, "Am I interrupting?"

I hated how quickly I responded as I stood up from my chair, "No, I'm just finishing up. What's wrong?"

My concern seemed to bring a smile out of her and it made my heart beat faster for some reason. She shook her head and bit her lower lip as she contemplated her next words, I almost told her to stop torturing me with that habit of hers as I felt my dick pulse at the mere sight of it. Of her.

I walked over to her and couldn't tear my eyes away as I stopped to lean against the door frame across from her since I didn't trust myself not to touch her. A flicker of disappointment showed in her eyes but it quickly went away as she blinked, "...Are you bust tonight?"

"I'm not. Rosalie's holding a wedding after party for a couple close friends of hers tonight so I figured I wouldn't be needed. Why?"

She shrugged, "Well, I was wondering...if you wanted dinner? I thought I'd try to cook something for us. Peter's going to meet with Emmett later so I don't think he'll join us."

That little shit. He knew I was avoiding Bella for a reason and he must have planned this to get me to finally man up. I didn't know if I should kick his ass or thank him. I might do both.

I gave her a teasing grin that I knew would make her blush a crimson pink like she always did as I said, "I would love that."

Dinner cooked by Bella was incredible. I never tried her cooking before but the moment she pulled the roasted chicken from the oven and poured a mushroom sauce over it, I knew I wouldn't be disappointed. We had dinner on the small table in the kitchen which made it impossible to sit too far away from her, to not look at the beautiful woman as she ate and talked to me about working with Rosalie in her new restaurant.

I was happy she decided to leave Eclipse and take the job with Rosalie instead though I would miss seeing her every night I preferred she felt safe somewhere else. Her living with us also made it easier to make sure she truly was alright. Apart from other things.

Seeing the way Bella's eyes lit up whenever she talked about working in a place that brought her possibilities and the freedom to choose, to not live in fear or stress about money, it brought a smile to my face that I couldn't hide as she told me about her first day. When she noticed, a blush crept on her face and damn it all to hell if I didn't find it hard to swallow the wine I just took a sip out of.

"What?"

I quirked my brows in question, "What do you mean?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She smiled sheepishly as she pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"It's just nice to hear you talk about something that brings you joy. That's all." My compliment made her rosy pink blush turn to an almost glowing red. I cleared my throat as she bit her lip and rested her arms on the table nervously.

"I wouldn't be able to work for Rosalie if it hadn't been for you and Peter bringing me back. So I should be thanking you."

Of course she wouldn't take the compliment. I chuckled as I set my glass of wine down, my hands not too far from where hers rested from across the table and I had to ignore the urge to reach out and intertwine our fingers.

"I'm glad you chose to come back, Bella."

Her eyes flickered up and looked at me through her long lashes, the brown orbs looking almost golden under the candlelight on the table. She seemed to inhale as my gaze took her in. Her plump pink lips slightly parted, her chest rising up and down a little quicker now compared to before as she noticed the hunger in my eyes. Because god, I craved her so badly.

I couldn't bring myself to admit that to her now. So I said, "If you hadn't come back I don't think we would be having this wonderful dinner which I'm sure Peter will be sorry to have missed."

Bella blinked, her expression looking disappointed again for some reason before she took a swig of the sparkling water in her glass bottle. She never drank alcohol, I knew this since she mentioned to me that ever since she saw what drugs and alcohol had done to people like her father and James, it seemed to spark a fear in her. She didn't have to mention the fear that alcoholism runs in her family nor that Paul could fall victim to drugs or drinking too given his young age.

Bella didn't mind that we drank however so we didn't refrain from doing so in front of her when we had dinner together but a part of me wondered if she thought we'd act the same way James had whenever he showed up on her doorstep wasted. Thinking about what she had to go through still made the overprotective side that she brings out in me to roar inside.

I watched as she stood up and gathered her plate, "I'll save him some food so that he can try it tonight once he's back. Wouldn't want him to throw a fit."

We laughed as the image of Peter throwing a tantrum for missing Bella's cooking like a child.

There was cherry and dark chocolate ice cream in the freezer and we shared the tub as we sat on the couch, watching Seinfeld halfheartedly since I couldn't take my eyes off her. We didn't sit too close, at least two cushions away from each other on the L-Shaped couch. At one point I forced myself to watch the damn show when looking at the way her lips wrapped around the metal spoon in her hand as she took bites out of the ice cream made my member twitch. My self control was so fucking bad because of her and I hated myself for being so weak.

After one episode ended I reached forward to get another spoonful of ice cream when the tub was dragged away towards Bella. My brows rose in question as I looked at her and she had a slight grin playing on her lips, "Sorry. Want some?"

For a moment I hesitated when she held it between us on the grey cushion before reaching again. Then, again she pulled it back towards her and I laughed, "You're trying to torture me aren't you?"

She bit her lower lip, "Am I? Are you really that crazy about ice cream?"

It's not the ice cream I'm craving right now.

"Alright give it here," I reached again and she pulled it away again. I didn't let up this time and leaned forward, closing the distance between us and finally reached the tub, practically leaning over Bella as I did. She let out an airy laugh at how ridiculous I was acting but I froze when her hand cupped my face and she smiled at me gently.

"I finally caught you." She whispered playfully making my breath hitch as I realized I was laying on top of her while she readjusted her legs on either side of mine. I caught the sweet scent of lavender and vanilla which made my heart beat faster for some reason.

This was bad.

I needed to move, to sit up before she would feel what having her touch me and being in between her legs like this was doing to my body, to my mind. I didn't move however, as her thumb ran over my cheek in slow repetitive circles while her eyes looked at me with apprehension, "You've been avoiding me."

"Bella," I closed my eyes as I murmured her name. I leaned back just enough so that my body wasn't against hers anymore but close enough for her hand to keep cupping my face. "We shouldn't..."

"Why? Did I do something wrong?"

"No! You didn't, sweetheart."

"Then what's wrong? Ever since I came back you...you've been different. You haven't touched me at all and you avoid being alone with me." I could hear the sadness in her voice now as she studied my troubled face hoping to find the truth behind my eyes.

I sighed, "I'm sorry for avoiding you. It's nothing towards you, I promise. I don't want to make you feel pressured to do anything or act a certain way with me if you're not ready."

Bella frowned as she sat up, her face dangerously close to mine now. I tried to scoot back on the couch but she grabbed onto my hands as soon as she put the tub of ice cream down on the coffee table, her skin like fire and ice from it as it all mixed into my hands. I wondered if that's how I was feeling on the inside, a storm of lust and a need to be near her and...

Uncertainty marred her delicate face as she asked, "Is it because I...told you about what happened to me back at the apartment? Am I ruined for you now?"

Damn it. Damn me more like it.

I didn't think that's how she would perceive it. That I was rejecting her. As if the thought could have ever crossed my mind!

I grabbed her hands this time, holding them tightly to my chest as I hurried to explain, "No, Bella! You could never be ruined to me no matter what happened. I would never see you that way. Shit, I'm sorry I didn't think...I should have thought about how my distancing myself would affect you. I'm so sorry, darlin'. All I wanted was to give you space."

She took my words in and analyzed them before sighing in what I assumed was relief. She closed her eyes as if to keep from crying and I felt like the biggest asshole on the planet for making her doubt my intentions.

"I didn't want space from you or Peter. You've both cared for me so much that I thought that maybe you didn't see me that way anymore because of James and...But if that was why..." She stopped for a moment before taking one deep breath. "If I asked you to hug me right now. Would you?"

"Come here."

I didn't tear my eyes away from her as she crawled across the cushions until she rested her head against my chest, letting me wrap my arms around her and holding her tight. Having her so close to me again after so long was as if I was able to breathe for the first time in years. I sighed as my fingers played with the ends of her hair while her hand rested on my chest, neither of us spoke until the third episode of Seinfeld ended. I doubted either of us truly paid attention considering we held each other so closely, at least for me it was absolutely intoxicating to feel her in my arms, my hand running through the long strands of her hair as if I was making sure this was all real.

My phone buzzed, bringing my attention away from the tv until I opened the screen to see I got a text from Peter.

"Emmett dragged me to this weeding party to catch up with Eleazar for a bit. Don't wait up."

"I'm going to kill my brother." I muttered, placing my phone face down on the couch next to me. I didn't bother responding to the schemer.

Bella lifted her head to look at me questioningly, "He's coming home later, he's spending time with Emmett and Rosalie tonight."

She hummed in response, her fingers traced circles on my chest lightly which sent waves of pure contentment through me until she asked, "He told me you don't touch me like he does because of how I reacted the first time we kissed. Is that true?"

"I see he's been very talkative too," I muttered again, making a mental note to slap him over the head the moment I see him. "Yes, I may have mentioned that."

"Does that mean you don't want to try it again?"

I tucked my hand under her chin and made her look at me with her embarrassment staining her cheeks.

"I need you to be very specific right now, Bella. Because I don't think I can take much more of these questions before I devour you completely."

She shivered at my words. Moving slightly away to tuck her legs under her, Bella faced me with a contemplative look.

"What do you want, Bella?" A command more than a question as my hunger for her wouldn't cease. When she licked her lips I nearly groaned to hear her answer.

Tell me you don't want this.

That was my first thought. Maybe in reality I was the one who was scared. Since taking a bigger step like this would mean everything I wasn't allowing myself to admit out loud. The strong emotions that coursed through me whenever I thought about Bella or how losing her the way I lost Alice would damage me beyond repair.

But then, I considered.

Say you want me to touch you. Tell me to make love to you until you can't take it anymore and erase all the foul things those men did to you. That you want me. Say something please.

How much I wanted to protect her and make her forget all her worries - all that she's suffered - if I could do that for Bella then it wouldn't matter what I felt. I wouldn't have to be afraid of loving her.

There I said it.

My heart jumped as she finally spoke slowly, "I want to take things slow with you. I know Peter and I have a different relationship compared to what we have. With him it was all in or not at all because if we didn't act on what we felt for each other then we never would have started anything. But with you, " Her eyes looked at me with all the sincerity in the world. "I want to take things slow because I want to do it right. You've been nothing short of patience with me, honest and protected me more than anyone ever has. You brought me into your home to help me heal my wounds and kissed my tears away so many times that it's overwhelming how kind you are. You guided me to safety. You've been my friend who I trust more than anything right now and yet...I want you."

My heart almost stopped completely right then and there.

"I don't compare you and Peter to each other because you're both so different and mean so much to me equally that being capable of doing that would ruin everything so quickly. I don't want to ruin anything between us, our friendship or the love between you and Peter so if you don't want the same thing I do I understand that too."

I slowly reached a hand up to wipe away a stray tear that rolled down her cheek before grabbing her face between my hands and pulling her closer to me while making sure she was really looking at me.

"You mean so much to us that you ruining anything at all is unfathomable, Bella. If going slow is what you need, then that's what we'll do because I don't think you understand just how much you mean to me. How much I want you too."

Then I brought her up to my lips.

I took my time, brushing them over plump lips at first then kissed her softly. Showing her that I could be all the things she thought of me. If slow is what she needed I would give that to her. No patience was needed because as long as I could hold her - kiss her the way I was doing so now - then I didn't need anything else until she was ready. I would kiss away her tears, her wounds, and self-doubt until there was nothing left. Until there was only me and her.

I swiped my tongue across her bottom lip without hesitation this time while still maintaining a slow pace. She gladly let me and parted her lips for me so that my tongue could explore her mouth that still tasted of cherries and dark chocolate. Bella moaned into my mouth as our tongues fought for dominance, her hands slipped down from my wrists to my arms as if to steady herself while we sat on the couch. When I feel her breath go shallow I break away from her lips and begin trailing kisses down her neck, her skin was hot as I placed open mouthed kisses there and further down onto her shoulder. Her hands dug into my hair and tugged lightly, making me groan against her neck.

Before things could get any more carried away I finally rested my forehead against hers, my breath mingling in with hers as we panted.

"I need you to tell me what you need," I said hoarsely. "Just say it and I'll do it."

I heard her moan lightly, her arousal getting the better of her as her hands tugged at my hair again. My hands massaged her thighs without thinking better of it.

"Touch me." She breathed.

I begin placing chaste kisses on both of her cheeks, her mouth then her neck again.

"Where?"

My eyes watch her as she parts her lips, her head moving to the side to let me get more access to her neck but I paused, knowing I was torturing her for it. My thumb caresses her cheek to get her to look at me again, "Tell me where, Bella. Show me."

Bella's lust filled eyes watched me but the words don't come to her, it was too much for her to voice just how badly she needed this so I placed my hand over hers and squeezed it in emphasis. She bit her bottom lip as her hand grabbed my wrist and slowly lifted my palm up towards her chest as it went up and down. She led my hand up between her breasts then down to her stomach letting me feel the soft fabric of her shirt as I did, and with one last shallow breath she placed it down to her inner thighs. To her core.

I feel my pants tighten around me instantly.

She was going to be the death of me.

"Are you sure?" I asked, needing to make sure she was positive about letting us take this step. She nodded but I needed to hear her voice, "I need to hear you say it, darlin'."

Bella blew out a breath, as if this was too much for her but eventually said, "Yes I'm sure. Please, touch me Jasper."

With that I tucked my hands under her legs and lifted her up before laying her down on the couch gently. Leaning back, I take in her restless beautiful body as she shifted, her lips were parted while her eyes never left me.

I slowly slid my fingers under her long shirt that reached down her thighs and she sat up to let me lift it off her. My member aches at the sight of her pale skin contrasting against the deep blue bra she had on. Her cheeks reddened as my eyes devour her entirely but I don't let her feel the least bit embarrassed as I kissed down her neck.

My hands trailed down her arms and stomach before my right hand reaches her core, massaging her through her thin silk black shorts that I couldn't wait to tear one of these days. Bella moaned loudly as my middle finger caressed her where I knew her clit was.

"Jasper." She gasped right as I undid her bra and slid the straps down her arms. I placed tentative kisses on her shoulders until my mouth found her right nipple. I gently bit the hardened pebble until she writhed under me, saying my name like it was a prayer, urging me to give her what she needed. My free hand took her other breast and squeezed it, rolling her nipple between my index finger and thumb. I groaned when her hands dug into my hair again and I loved the way she got more aggressive as her legs spread to let me slip her shorts and underwear off, raising her hips just enough so that I could dispose of them quickly. "God, please just touch me already."

I smirked against her lips at the impatience in her pleading command.

"You want me to make you come, Bella?"

Her hands reached up to grab my shoulders, pulling me towards to to gain any sort of contact that she could at this point. I chuckled as I obliged her, capturing her lips as my fingers slipped between her folds at the same time.

"Fuck." I whispered as my fingers reached her opening, "You're soaked."

She moaned into my mouth at my words and I wondered if hearing me while I touched her turned her on even more. I smiled against her lips as she moaned again with impatience since I hadn't touched her where she truly needed yet. I continued running my finger up her slit slowly towards the swollen bud.

Instantly buckling the second I ran the pad of my finger over her clit, Bella lets out an airy gasp. Her head drops back against one of the pillows behind her, overwhelmed by the ecstasy she was feeling, "Jasper..."

I loved the way she said my name, loved giving her this pleasure that she needed so badly.

"Look at me Bella." I said huskily and she obliged, "I want to see you when you come."

She moaned as one finger slipped into her, slowly pumping her in and out until I added a second one. I curled my fingers upwards and her legs began trembling, "R-right there. Jasper don't stop."

It was an effort to not groan when she let me know I reached her g-spot - enjoyed it so much she couldn't contain the moans she let out or hide the way her eyes looked at me with such a pleading need for me to keep going and help her come - I gave in to her gladly.

My fingers pumped her faster and harder until Bella shut her eyes tightly, her hands clutching the pillow under her head and her legs trembling uncontrollably. The moment her walls clamped down against my fingers and pulsed I knew she came hard with one last breathy moan escaping her lips.

I slowly pulled my fingers out of her and gave her sensitive clit one last swipe, making her body jump at the sensation. Bella's eyes opened in time to see me bring my fingers up to my mouth and sucked on them. The sight seemed to make her arousal spike all over again as she swallowed hard.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." I whispered as I laid down beside her, pulling her close to my chest and kissing her deeply. I knew she could taste herself but when her tongue slipped into my mouth it was my turn to groan as I got more turned on by the fact that she didn't seem to mind.

Yeah she was definitely going to be the death of me.

I was perfectly content to see her relax in my arms but when her hand trailed down between us and she palmed my hard cock, I hissed into her ear. She didn't give me time to argue or tell her we didn't have to do that now when she didn't hesitate to pull my sweatpants low enough for her to grip me in her warm hand.

"Fuck," I breathed and tried not to buckle into her touch. I let myself enjoy two excruciatingly slow pumps she gave my member before grabbing her wrist, "Bella, wait. You don't have to do that if you're not ready."

Bella looked at me like she was looking at a ghost. She tried and failed to hold back a laugh.

"Shut up and let me do this for you, Jasper?" I didn't argue after making sure she didn't have any hesitation on her flushed face and found no trace of uncertainty in her brown eyes.

Just as I had done earlier, she looked into my eyes as she continued stroking my cock at a slow pace until I was the one moaning against her neck, resting my forehead on her shoulder.

"Bella."

When I said her name, she started going faster, her small hand relentlessly stroked up and down and I thought I was going to combust when she'd change the rhythm every now and then - going slow then fast and slow again. Her thumb ran over my head, giving me a jolt and making me let out an incoherent word as words could not begin to describe just how good this felt.

"Darlin' I'm going to come." I warned her, giving her time to stop except I was relieved when she didn't.

"Then come, Jasper." She whispered seductively before I devoured her lips with mine at the same time I came harder than I have in what felt like forever. I panted, shutting my eyes as I rode out my high and came back down to her, pecking her lips once more as I did.

"That was amazing." Bella chuckled as she rested her forehead against mine.

"That's one way to put it." I panted with a smug grin on my face. "Although I don't think our clothes would agree." I said, pointing out the small mess we made around us.

My shirt was probably ruined by my own release of pleasure thanks to Bella, her clothes strewn out onto the floor and couch, the forgotten tub of ice cream melted and created a layer of condensation onto the glass of the coffee table and as we made our way upstairs to take a shower together, I reconsidered slapping Peter upside the head to possibly hugging him instead until he had to get Bella to drag me off of the sneaky bastard.

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