That was not the direction I thought we would be going, I thought to myself. Oh, I knew we'd be sleeping together again but every time he was so gentle and sweet. It was very interesting to see this side of him. I liked it, a lot actually. So, I decided to play along.

"And how do you plan on doing that?" I asked with a small smile, running my fingers through his silky hair.

His mouth descended completely onto my chest, sucking my nipple into his mouth. Jasper flicked his tongue against it before biting gently. I gasped, my grip on his hair tightening. My back arched as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. He very slowly pulled away, tugging on my nipple as he went before releasing it with a pop. "I have my ways..."

He devoured my other breast, not being nearly as gentle, though with one of his hands he gingerly massaged the other one. It was an amazing contrast and my hips bucked up to meet his. Much to my disappointment he start to kiss up my chest until he reached my ear. He kissed it lightly before he started to whisper. "Do you know how beautiful you are? Every inch of you is perfect. Gorgeous brown hair..." He ran his fingers through my hair, causing my scalp to tingle at the sensation. "Soft skin..." He moved his lips to my cheek, kissing it lightly. "The sexiest lips I have ever seen. They just begged to be kissed."

Apparently my mouth was hanging open a little bit. First Jasper brought my bottom lip into his mouth and sucked on it gently before sweeping his tongue across it. Next he kissed my upper lip, giving it the same treatment. I shuddered, wanting more of him. I tried to deepen the kiss, but he pulled away. Ever so slowly he ran his nose down the center of my throat. "I never knew a neck could be sexy before I met you. I just want to cover it with kisses."

"Jasper..." I said, or rather, whined. "I want you."

"Be patient. Don't you want me to worship you?" He said with a wicked little smile. Jasper slid down my body, making sure to brush against my chest as he did so. Lightly he kissed each nipple. He didn't wait for an answer before he started again. "It's probably a bad thing how much I love your breasts. Creamy white and soft pink. I love how your nipples are always hard for me. It's nice to know that I turn you on at least a little bit."

"Do you know how turned on I am right now?" I asked in a strained voice.

He licked his way down my stomach before stopping at my belly bottom. "Tell me."

"Please..." I whimpered. I couldn't get anything else out. The words just didn't come.

"If you won't tell me I'll just have to find out on my own." He reasoned. Slowly he tugged off my sleep pants. I had forgotten that I hadn't put back on panties until just now. "Mm..." he moaned. "Bella, I love the way you smell. You taste even better though." He carefully spread my legs, positioning himself between them. "I want to lick you until you come. Can I?"

I nodded, panting. My fingers were knotted into the blankets. I was already half way there and he hadn't done anything. His voice was like silk flowing over my body. Just listening to him made me dripping wet.

"Bella, you have to tell me. Say it. Say that you want me between your legs, eating you." He said in a commanding tone.

"Please!" I begged, spreading my legs wider for him.

"Say it." He repeated, only a breath away from what wanted him the most. My body ached for him.

"I want you between my legs, please!" I moaned out, my face red from the words. He waisted no time in doing so. He slid the flat of his tongue fully against my already overly sensitive clit. I screamed out, my hips bucking wildly. He gripped them tightly between his massive hands, holding me in place. He did this over and over again. I felt myself drip down my thighs as I came with a scream. He was barely down there for two minutes before my world exploded. It was almost embarrassing but he had been teasing me.

He didn't give me much time to recover. He pulled me up to my feet and turned me around so that my back was pressed against his chest. I was still panting. With one hand wrapped around my waist, holding me up, the other went to my neck, pushing my hair to the side. He skimmed his nose across my shoulder, humming in pleasure. "So beautiful..." he cooed against my flesh, making it tingle. "I want you. I want to be inside of you."

He carefully nudged my legs apart with one of his knees. I put one of my knees on the bed, spreading my legs further for him. Jasper held tightly to him and he pressed inside of me from behind. I moaned softly as my head laid back against his shoulder, bringing my hand to the back of his neck. He covered my shoulder in kisses as he slowly rocked. His hot breath felt like heaven against my skin.

"Oh, Jasper..." I panted.

"I love it when you say my name like that. But, I want you to scream it." He slid one of his hands to my breast, massaging it roughly, while the other went in between my legs. "Scream it for me."

He began to pick up the pace all the while his hands were doing amazing things to me. "God! Yes! Jasper!" I moaned out loudly.

"Louder, darlin." He panted against my ear.

He pinched my clit between his fingers, causing me to literally scream. He growled against my skin, his grip on my breast tightening. I felt him twitch inside of me, my body milking him fiercely. "Jasper!" I breathed as I slumped against him.

Jasper unwrapped my arm that was still around his neck and laced his fingers with my own. He brought out joined hands to his mouth and lightly kissed my knuckles. Slowly he turned me around and softly kissed my lips. "Perfect."

He carefully laid me back on the bed and laid beside me, making sure the blankets were covering us. I laid my head on his chest, breathing in his lovely scent. "That's not what I expected." I admitted.

"What did you expect?" He asked thoughtfully, stroking my hair.

"Well, when you told me you wanted me to scream..." I blushed brightly as I trailed off. "I expected it to be dirtier. But, it was perfect. You know just what to do or say make me feel better about myself. To make me feel good."

He pulled my chin up so I could look up at him. "You deserve to be treated like the angel you are. But, would you like me to be dirty with you?" He said, wiggling his eyebrows at me playfully.

"Um..." I blushed brightly, burying my face in his chest.

He laughed a little bit. "You are so cute. Honestly, I've never thought about doing that with you."

"Why not?" I asked, raising my head up. I'm sure my eyebrows were knit together.

"Because darlin, I've always seen you as someone so sweet and innocent. Maybe even a little fragile. I don't want to be too rough with you."

"I'm not fragile!" I said in a whiny voice. I propped up on my arms, looking directly in the eyes. "What gave you the impression I was? Is it the way I look? Because if that's the reason Alice is far smaller than-"

He covered my mouth as he laughed. "I didn't mean it to be an insult. It's not a bad thing. I've always seen you as so feminine. And besides, Alice scares the hell out of me. She could kick my ass."

"I could kick your ass." I mumbled under my breath as I fell onto my stomach, pulling away from his hand.

"Oh, I'm sure if you were determined you could do some major damage. But, I hope I don't do anything to deserve an ass kickin." He said, the amusement still in his voice.

I snorted, a very unladylike noise. He laughed and poked my ribs gently. "Yeah you better be nice to me. You sleep harder than I do."

He scoffed. "I could roll a freight train through here and you wouldn't wake up."

"So, what does that say about you?" I shot back, daring him to argue with me.

He laughed again and playfully swatted my backside. "Alright, I'll be nice." He pulled me up so that I was resting on his chest again. I let my fingers dance across his taut muscles, thinking to myself. Suddenly something popped into my head.

"Do you still want to come to my family's Thanksgiving?" Jasper didn't like to travel so he hardly went home to Texas. When I learned this the first year we were living together, even though we had only known each other a couple of months, I insisted he come with me to my parent's. It took some convincing, but he did. We went in different pairs, at one time all four of us going. It was kind of an unspoken thing.

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?" He asked thoughtfully as he stroked my back.

"I didn't know if it would make you uncomfortable." I reasoned in a soft voice.

"Look, I love Charlie and Renee. And I especially don't want to be alone on Thanksgiving now that I have you. So, unless you don't want me too..."

"I do." I smiled up at him. "You know my parents like you, too."

"More than Edward." He chuckled. Boy, was that the truth. Charlie thought he was arrogant and Renee thought he was good looking but a little too intense. I could agree with them on both accounts. I frowned at Edward's name. "Sorry..." He mumbled looking away.

"It's okay." I assured him. "Why don't we get some sleep?"

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Alice had the day off so she called me earlier than I'd like. I wasn't going to argue too much though. She was helping me out. I hated shopping and I needed a partner.

"Good morning sunshine!" She said brightly as I opened the front door. I had barely had time to get ready, let alone eat. She thankfully knew me well enough to know I wasn't a morning person and brought breakfast with her. I munched on the donut as we headed to her car. "Where to first?"

"I need something less granny like to sleep in." Alice gave me a little cat call and giggled. I gave her a stern look. "No thongs, Missy. I want to be comfortable."

"You're not fun." She pouted. "It'll be sexy!"

"Not if I'm picking it out of my-"

"OKAY! I get the picture." She laughed, rolling her eyes. "So, sexy nighties. What else?"

"The grocery store. I want to make dinner for Jazz." I shrugged.

"Awww..." she cooed. "You've got it bad for him, don't you?"

"I always make dinner for him." I rolled my eyes. Even when they were together. Alice as a horrible cook.

"No, it's different now. I can tell. It's sweet." She nodded, like she was confirming it to herself as she pulled into the parking lot.

"Whatever, Ali." I shrugged my shoulders. As I stepped out of the car I decided to ask her something. "What are you doing for Thanksgiving?"

"Oh, I'm going to Georgia, why?"

I blew out a breath. "Good..."

"Love you too, princess." Alice laughed. I didn't mean to say that out loud. I blushed brightly, feeling embarrassed.

"Well, I didn't know how comfortable it would be with me, you, and Jasper now that we're..." I trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"Fooling around?" She said with a little smirk.

"Yeah, something like that." I sighed.

"So, are you dating or what?" She asked as we walked into the mall.

"Honestly, I have no idea."

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Too many hours later I was stumbling my way back up to the apartment with two bags of clothing and four bags of groceries in my arms. I was really tired but I still wanted to make dinner for Jasper. It was one of his favorites, and I liked it too.

I put a few of the bags down and opened the door. I smiled at what was waiting for me. Jasper was sitting on the couch, shirtless, eating out of the big pink box. He was watching one of his favorites shows, NCIS on DVD. He had every season of it. "Hey, cutie." I giggled.

He turned his head and looked at me with a smile. Then he noticed all the bags at my feet. Jasper jumped lithely off the couch and came towards me, but not before placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. "Hey honey. How was your shopping?"

"Fine. Do you have any plans for dinner?" I asked, shutting the door behind me.

"Nope." He said with a little pop. As he sat the bags down on the table he tried to peak in the pink stripped bag. I slapped his hands away from it. "Ow." He pouted. "I thought you said they were for me." He said playfully.

"Dinner first." I chastised before putting the bags in my room.

"Damn," he muttered. "So, what's for dinner?"

"Cheeseburgers, streak fries, kosher pickles, and some beer." I said, knowing the reaction I was about to get.

"Mm.... Have I told you lately that I love you? Because, I think you just quoted a Jimmy Buffett song and I got turned on."

I laughed at his cheesiness. "Should I be worried that you're attracted to meat?"

"Actually, I should more worried about it. I'm going to have a heart attack before I'm forty at this rate."

"And, yet I don't think you care." I teased.

"I'll start worrying about that when I'm thirty five." He said with a grin as he started to help me pull things from the grocery bag. "Oh! You got Abita for me!" He said like a little kid who just got a new toy.

"Yup. I had to go to a specialty store but I got it for you."

He did something that surprised me. Jasper's arms wrapped tightly around my waist and kissed me deeply, my arms automatically going around his neck. "Thanks." He whispered against my mouth as he pulled away.

"It's just beer, Jasper." I said breathlessly, still in his arms.

"No, trust me when I say it's the thought that counts. You're a sweet girl." He lightly kissed my forehead before pulling away, looking a little embarrassed. "So, what do you need me to do?"

"Why don't you start some music?" I asked.

He smiled brightly and I already knew what he was going to play. His dad was a huge fan and got him into Buffett. He had all the CDs. Sure enough not a minute later one of the live albums came on.

We worked together, making dinner. Every once in a while he'd stroke my back or kiss my neck. I put the burgers on the griddle and the fries in the oven, giving me a little time where I didn't have anything to keep my hands busy. Jasper had already cut up the veggies for me. I leaned against the counter, biting my bottom lip as I thought.

"Penny for your thoughts." He asked as he leaned beside me, mimicking my pose.

"Alice isn't coming with us on Thanksgiving." I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"Yeah, she told me she was going to see her sister. Does that bother you?" He asked.

"No. It bothers me more that I'm glad she's not." I told him, looking down at my feet.

"Because of this. Because of us?" He asked, getting straight to the point.

"Yes. And, I don't even know what this is." I said in a frustrated tone.

"And, that bothers you?" He asked, looking at me from the corners of his eyes, his arms still crossed over his bare chest.

"Yes doc, it does." I smirked.

"Well Bella, what are we?" He asked, looking over at me thoughtfully. He was still playing the therapist. I couldn't be frustrated for it. I knew he was just trying to help.

"Roommates, friends."

"Is that all? Is that all that you want?"

"No..." I said in a quiet voice. "But, this isn't all up to me."

"You're right. It's not. But, I've told you my feelings on the matter. Have you told me yours?" He asked. He wasn't being accusing or cruel. "Tell me what you want, and I'll be that."

"That's not fair to you." I complained.

"Let me decided that for myself." He rolled his eyes. "Tell me."

I blushed at his words, remembering how he had used them earlier. I bit my lip. "I like you."

He smiled. "You know I like you too. But, we both already knew. Tell me what you want."

"I don't want to see you with anyone else." I said in a soft voice.

"Already done, honey." He turned to face me, his hands on my hips. "Is that all?" I shook my head, looking down at my feet. Jasper lowered his lips to my ear and whispered, "I'll be yours if you'll be mine."

"I'm not ready to tell anyone." I said in a low voice. "I'm not ashamed, it's just-"

"Too soon. It's fine. I understand. We can keep this our little secret." And with that he lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me deeply. My fingers wound into his hair, pressing myself against him. "Do you want to be my girlfriend, Bella?" He asked as he pulled away, his deep blue eyes looking into my own.

I nodded my head, smiling. I leaned on my tip toes to kiss him again. He lifted me off of my feet, earning a loud squeal from me. He smiled against my mouth, covering my face eagerly in kisses. I laughed and pushed him away from me. "Okay. Now, put me down or your hamburger is going to be very well done."

He complied with a smile. "You know how I like mine."

"Mooing?" I teased, flipping over the burgers.

Jasper wrapped his strong arms around my waist, kissing my neck. "Yup. Sure do."

I laughed. I knew he was trying to distract me now. "Go on. Go put a shirt on. No one is sexy with mustard down their bare chest."

"Are you sure?" He teased, giving my neck one last kiss.

"Whip cream maybe. Mustard no. Oh and go wash your hands!" I called to his retreating form.

"Ugh, and it starts already!" He said, popping his head into the kitchen to wink at me before slinking into his room.

So, I wanted to do a mixture of both. I know you guys probably wanted me to making dirty talking Jasper more dirty, and trust me, it'll come. But, it wasn't right for the moment. Besides I think you can be sweet and still be sexy.

Abita is a type of beer made in Abita springs Louisiana. It's decent. They make it in all different styles, and they even happen to have a root beer. Best root beer floats by the way. By the way... I would MURDER someone for a GIANT cheeseburger, steak fries, and a beer.

If you are a youngen and don't know Jimmy Buffett's Cheeseburger in paradise I suggest you youtube it. I love Jimmy Buffett. While you're at it why don't you look up Why don't we get drunk while you're at it. Hehe that song will be added into the story, I promise. It should be the theme song for this story lol