I don't know where this new blast of energy came from. What he was doing to me was tortuous in a way. It was amazing though. I had never been handled that way before. It was beyond erotic. I wanted to worship him, the way he worshiped me. Jasper made me feel like a goddess. Like I was sexy. I wanted to show him how amazing it felt in return.
I kissed his chest, carefully nipping and licking every spot I could reach. He groaned softly, throwing his head back. I tangled my fingers in his hair, tugging it further back as I licked up his throat. I nipped at his jaw, all the while grinding my lower half against him. I could feel him harden against my thigh, enjoying the attention I was giving him.
His eyes were closed, his lips slightly parted and his cheeks were a little flushed. I carefully bit his chin, earning another soft moan. I kissed the space between his lip and chin before taking his bottom lip into my mouth. I sucked on it, running my tongue over it. Jasper's hands went to my waist, gripping it tightly. I let go of his lip with a little pop, pulling back to look at him. He was looking at me up at me with beautiful icy blue eyes, half lidded with desire, his beautiful lips turned up in a smile as he looked me over. Looking at him I realized something...
This is where I wanted to be.
I slowly licked his upper lip before speaking against his mouth. "I don't think we should move."
"Oh," he said, his eyes opening quickly. I could literally feel him deflate underneath me. He very obviously got the wrong impression. It was wrong to jump to conclusions, and I wanted to tease him a little bit before I set him straight.
I moved my lips to his ear, tugging it with my teeth. I could tell he wasn't nearly as into it as before. Not that I blamed him. I'm sure he thought that I was trying to distract him while I shot him down. He should know me better than that. I hoped that would soon change. "I mean, it makes sense for us to have a guest bedroom, or at least a place for storage. We've got a lot of junk." I said, muttering against his ear like it was nothing before tugging on it playfully with my teeth.
"What?" He asked, pulling me back by my hair.
I could help but giggle at his confused expression. "Well, I mean, if our family comes to visit or something like that, we already have a bed for them to sleep in. And, what if one of us is sick? Jasper, I like you a lot but I don't relish the idea of sleeping in the same bed as you when it sounds like you're hacking up a-"
He cut me off by rolling over on top of me, his hands still in my hair. He laughed softly. "Shut up, silly girl. Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Depends on what you think I'm saying." I said playfully, tilting my head upwards.
"That I get to sleep with the a beautiful woman every night."
"Almost every night." I said distractedly as his lips traveled over my completely overheated flesh.
"I'm as healthy as a horse." He said with a cocky little smile, I felt him shift between my legs, once again hard. I had to bite my lip to keep from groaning.
"And, hung like one too." I muttered under my breath. He laughed loudly.
He looked down then back up to me, a funny expression on his face. "Nah, I don't think so. Besides, I'm not that furry."
It was my turn to laugh. I leaned up and kissed his nose lightly. He rested his forehead against mine, a sweet smile on his face. He was too adorable. But, as I told him earlier, I wasn't done with him yet. I brought my lips to his ear and as sultry as I could, I said...
"Hey cowboy, can I have a ride?"
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Smelling like sex and beer is not a good thing. Especially when you were sticky with both. We decided to take a bath. We would have taken a shower but I don't think my legs could have handled standing up that long. After a long shift and the amazing time we'd just spent together my legs felt like Jello.
I sat in between his legs, his arms wrapped loosely around my shoulders with his hands on my stomach. He was drawing little circles in my flesh, ever so gently teasing me. I laid my head against his shoulder, relaxing in the extremely hot water. It was delightful. It was the best way to end the day. Or rather start it. It was almost five in the morning.
"Jake asked about us." Jasper said casually.
"That doesn't surprised me." I mused, my eyes closed.
"I told him that if I caught him flirting with you again I'd beat him with his own arm, after I ripped it out of his shoulder- if you didn't do it first." He said, tracing his finger around my belly button.
I snorted. "I'd love to see that face."
"I really do hope it comes to a stop. I hate watching him trying to get with you. I mean the guests are one thing. I know who you're coming home with, they don't. But, he does. He always has."
"Is Jasper Whitlock jealous?" I said in a teasing tone.
He placed a gentle kiss on my shoulder. "I'd say more possessive than jealous. I like to protect what's mine. And, you are mine."
The way he said it sent shivers down my spine. I brought my hand to his face, turning my head to look at him. "Yours. Any way you want me. I'm yours."
With half lidded eyes Jasper leaned down and captured my lips. This kiss was different. It was passionate, of course, but there was more behind it. Maybe it was just me but I almost felt like I he was pouring his heart into this kiss. It was slow and soft. His hand went to my jaw, holding me in place to keep the kiss going on longer. I felt the love in his lips and I tried to return it, even in the smallest of ways.
When he pulled away and pressed his full lips against my forehead, letting them linger for a long period. I placed a kiss on his jaw before he pulled away. His eyes were a soft shade of blue, glittering under his thick blond lashes. "Come on babe, lets get cleaned up and get to bed." He said softly, gently brushing his fingers over my sides.
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I hate dressing up. It's the worst. At least I didn't have to worry about Alice today. She was working late and she had to get ready for the same party I was. Seth was taking her to the Christmas party that the McCarty's were throwing. It just wasn't for Star lite, the bar I worked at, but all of the businesses that they owned, their friends, and family apparently.
I was a little surprised that they were throwing it. It was at one of the fanciest hotels in the city, in their ballroom. It was actually something we had to dress up for. The Christmas party last year was blue jeans and shots at the bar. I wasn't really sure that I wanted to go, but Jasper did. He said he wanted to see me in a dress and after his fabulous way of begging I agreed.
I thought about the past two weeks as I applied my makeup. The next day Jasper woke up like an eager little kid, wanting to move my stuff in. Less than two days later all my stuff was arranged, or at least all the smaller stuff, in his room. A mixture of our pictures on the wall, our books mixed together, along with our CDs. He even dragged me out to get new curtains and bed linens. He actually woke me up to do this. I was not in the best of moods, and in my annoyance I teased him about being a little too much into the interior decorating. Jasper preceded to prove otherwise in the middle of Target, almost getting us kicked out. I smiled at the memory.
I carefully applied my mascara, trying not to blind myself. I thought about how affection Jasper had become. Not just affection but loving. He was before, but it was different now. He was so intense. I couldn't pull away from his glorious eyes once they held me. His rich words sent chills down my spine. He could literally bring me to my knees with the right words. I was totally at his mercy.
I finished with my lip stick, turning to look at the finished product. The dress was silk and clingy. It was a deep forest green, only over one shoulder. It was kept in place with a silver clasp on my right shoulder. It went all the way to the floor, the split in the left side going all the way to my thigh. I had to wear a strapless bra and thong just to avoid all the stupid lines that come with this kind of clothing. My hair was messily piled on the top of my head, curling everywhere. I wore a pair of dangling silver earring, which jangled in my ears when I moved. I looked down at the heels I wore and frowned. I hated these damn things. This was the only part of the night that Alice had controlled, the clothing. She made sure of that. I turned to the side and looked at myself, sighing deeply. This will have to do.
I took the short walk to our room, where Jasper was getting ready. I pushed the door gently and leaned against the frame. He had his back turned to me as he put on his tie. "What do you think?" I asked shyly.
He turned and his mouth fell open. Jasper started to move towards me slowly. "Let's stay home." He said in a husky voice.
I giggled. "No. Do you know how much this dress cost? Not to mention these shoes."
He slid his hands around my waist and lowered his lips to my bare shoulder. Slowly, gently, his mouth explored the flesh. I moaned softly, leaning more fully against the door frame. "As amazing as that dress looks on you, it'll look even better on the floor." He whispered softly.
"Jasper," I giggled breathlessly. I slid my hands up his chest, grabbing his shoulders for support. "Alice will bug us until we come."
"We'll come." He said as his lips descended to my ear. Tugging on it gently, he flicked his tongue over it.
"Jasper Whitlock." I said in a warning- or at least what was suppose to be a warning- tone. "Finish getting ready."
"I'm ready now." He said, his lips moving to my cheek. I knew where he was going. It didn't take a genius.
"If you mess up my lipstick..."
He groaned, gripping my waist tightly. "Bella, please."
"Your idea. Now, lets get a little champagne and dance." I said turning my back to him to go get my clutch and coat.
He grabbed me again quickly, pressing his lips against my ear again. "You really do look beautiful, darlin."
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"Oh, my." I muttered as I walked into the grand ball room. We had already checked our coats and were now making our way to the party. The area was decorated to the nines and was full of a couple hundred people, at least. I hardly recognized some of the people I worked with. Everyone was dressed up, laughing and smiling. This was not the kind of party you expected to have for a bunch of businesses. Especially a bar.
"They know how to go all out, don't they." He said, leading me inside.
"That they do."
He grabbed two flutes of champagne from a passing waiter, handing me one of them. He leaned down and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek then clinked his glass to mine. "But, I'm sure it's going to be an interesting night."
"I'm sure you're right." I said, taking a sip of the golden liquid.
Not a moment later I heard a loud squeal. I turned to see who made the noise. I already knew, honestly. Only one person I knew could make that noise. Alice ran towards me, wrapping me in a tight hug. "You look great, Bella!"
Alice hair was styled like she was from the twenties, the style fitting her perfectly. Her red dress was slim and sleek, reminding me of the flappers of the day. "You don't look too bad yourself." I teased. I knew she knew how good she looked.
Seth finally caught up with her, a big goofy grin on his face. He reached over and shook Jasper's hand. "Merry Christmas." He smiled brightly.
"You, too." Jasper chuckled. "I see she's keeping you busy." He teased gently, nodding his head towards Alice.
"Always, but I like it. I could say the same thing about you."
"We are whipped, aren't we?" Jasper said, looking directly at me. His smirk was adorable.
"Oh boys, we know the truth. You love it. You love us." Alice said in her knowing little tone, wrapping her arm around Seth's. She leaned her head on his shoulder, smiling up at him lovingly.
"I know I do." Jasper replied, looking directly into his eyes.
His gaze was so intense that it made me flush red, looking down at my feet. I finished my drink quickly, setting it down on the tray of one of the passing waiters. I noticed that Jasper did the same thing. You could cut the tension in the room with a spoon. Even Alice and Seth noticed it.
Alice cleared her throat. "Bella, do you mind if I have a dance with Jasper? It's been a while."
"Sure thing."
"You can borrow mine." She giggled, taking Jasper's extended hand.
"Gee, I mean so much to her." Seth said sarcastically, offering his hand to me. I took it with a smile.
"She really does care about you." I said, moving into his friendly embrace. The music was orchestral, mostly violins and cellos. It was rather beautiful and a nice change of pace from the loud pounding music of the bar.
"I care about her too, a lot." He smiled, blushing a little bit. Seth spun me, then brought me back easily, not missing a single beat.
"You're a good dancer." I commented.
"Thanks. My older sister forced me to play prince and princess with her. She took some sort of dancing class most of her life. It rubbed off on me." He shrugged.
"I bet you hated it." I giggled as he dipped me back.
"With a passion." He chuckled in return. "At least something good came from it." We were silent for most of the rest of the song, the movements always friendly and fun. "You know, Jasper really cares for you, too." He said suddenly.
"I care for him, too." I told him honestly.
"You should see the way he looks at you while you're working or together. He's got it bad."
"I can't believe it's only been two months. It feels like it's been this way for... forever. We've been friends for so long. I can't imagine my life without him." I told Seth, the emotion in my voice surprising me. I blushed softly, looking away.
"I think he'll make sure you'll never have suffer through that." He said, nodding his head behind me. I turned around and saw Jasper approaching. I instantly smiled.
"May I have this dance?" He asked softly. I nodded, taking his hand.
He pressed me close to his body, his hand on the small of my back. My breath hitched in my throat as I gazed up in his stormy blue eyes. They seemed darker than before, full of something I couldn't understand. "This is a lot different from the last dance." I muttered, blushing.
"Oh, I hope so. I think I may be offended if someone tried to dance with you this way." He said slyly against my ear, his hand sliding up my back and down again, gently he gripped my bottom, causing me to squeak.
"Jasper." I said, smacking him on the shoulder. He laughed, ducking his head bashfully.
"Sorry, couldn't help myself. You just look so amazing tonight." He said, pulling me closer to him. There was no space between us. Gently he brought his lips to my neck and slowly, lovingly, began to kiss. I tilted my head back, giving him better access. His warm breath spread over it as his lips traveled from my shoulder to my ear. "Bella, I have to tell you something-"
He couldn't finish his sentence. I didn't realize what was happening until it was too late. Something tore us apart, flinging me backwards. I landed on my backside, momentarily losing focus. All I could see was a flash of black, red, and yellow. I gasped loudly, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Edward, stop!"
This would have been yesterday but my daughter gave me her bug. She's fine now, by the way. I just spent thanksgiving hugging a bottle of gatorade lol. And since everyone else is too lazy to cook in my house no one had thanksgiving. So, yeah, generally a great day. But, I'm feeling somewhat better. (As in I can sit up without throwing up.)
I mentioned before that the McCarty's owned a few bars. Let's just assume the own more than that. They'd probably have a lot of friends, and government connections (like most large business owners do) In the end it would be cheaper to throw a big party and than for every single tiny place they owned, even with the big hall. Besides, Rosalie is fancy like that. They never do anything half way.
NOW WHO KNOW THAT EDWARD WAS GOING TO BE THERE? Muahahahah... I'm evil. How was that for a cliffy? Now the next chapter is almost done (just have to finish typing it-it's hand written- and edit.) Review if you want to see the next chapter!