Alice's POV

His kiss was raw; waves of lust filled my entirety. His mouth danced across my neck to under my ear. He knew just where to kiss to drive to me wild. I dove my hands through his hair, standing on the tips of my feet to reach his lips. A vision flashed in my head of us making love in the woods and I giggled. I felt a pulling smile against his lips that was almost wicked. The emotions overwhelmed me and I held back a moan.

I moved my hands from his hair to his chest and slowly began undoing his tie. In such moments of passion, we were never slow, our clothes usually came off within seconds, but I wanted to tease him. Jasper growled impatiently as I could feel the strain in his pants bulging. I decided that he's suffered enough and ripped his dress shirt, the buttons tore immediately. He moved his hands up and down my back. He grabbed me by my waist and lifted me so my feet were dangling. I felt like I was flying. I loved him so much it almost hurt. Even being apart from him on the dance floor was painful. From the day I first saw him in a vision, I knew he was going to be mine. I waited for years, hoping to meet the mysterious man from my visions and finally I did. From then on I have never been happier.

His hand ripped the hem of my dress. He started moving it up and down my thigh. I loved it when he touched me this way. I felt as though my insides were on fire.

"Do you think we can make it back to the house?" I asked flustered against his lips.

He growled still kissing me, ignoring my question. He was a bit preoccupied slowly tearing apart my dress. I suddenly saw us caught in the rain drenched. The woods I didn't mind, but any disastrous weather was not going to cut it.

"It's going to start raining in a half an hour and I don't want to get caught in it," I pulled away pouting cutely.

He rolled his eyes and cradled me against his chest. He sprinted toward the house, running past Esme and Carlisle on the porch swing in a loving embrace looking at the stars. Emmett's jeep wasn't in the driveway, so they must have already left for Isle Esme. We appeared as a blur to them, he carried me up the stairs, a kiss for each step. He kicked the door down in our haste. Jasper laid me delicately down on the bed. He caught my eyes staring at the empty spot where the door had been. He rolled his eyes again, impatient and grabbed our bookshelf to brace against the door. He then dove into my embrace. We rolled on the bed kissing for several long minutes. My dress was completely gone and he was in nothing but boxers and a loosened tie. He stopped kissing me and held me in his arms just staring at me. He was about to tell me he loved me.

I placed my delicate finger against his lip and whispered, "You don't need to say it, Jazz. I can feel it."

He began sucking on my finger, insinuating that he wanted to continue with our previous activity. I put my hands on either sides of his face and brought his lips to mine. I kissed him with as much passion and love as I could muster.

Hours later, it turned to morning. The sun snuck into our room and shined off our diamond skin. Although this was a trait to all vampires, we looked beautiful to each other. The love we shared had blocked all rational thoughts. I was using his shoulder as a pillow with my arms wrapped around his abdomen. He held my head in place, every so often stealing a kiss as he lovingly caressed my cheek. We waited in silence, gazing into each other's golden eyes.

"Jasper, Alice!" Edward called from downstairs, "I'm going to be leaving in fifteen minutes whether you're in the car or not."

I shot up. How in the hell am I supposed to get ready in fifteen minutes? I jumped out of bed and grabbed the outfit I set out before hand, putting it on as though my life depended on it. I was looking in the mirror, dabbing some lip gloss on when a shirtless Jasper came up from behind and wrapped his arms around my collarbone.

"You're going to need to get dressed unless you'd like to give the girls at school quite a show. But I must warn you, I have a jealous streak." I flashed him a quick smile. He made a face as though he was actually considering the idea. I lightly elbowed him in the stomach to let him know that he owed me an answer. Chuckling, he grabbed a shirt and pair of slacks from the dresser and put them on. I watched with rapt attention.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you it was rude to stare?" He teased.

"Not one that I can remember. Besides, you're mine to stare at and mine only," His smile grew wider, proud of how possessive I was being.

He intertwined our fingers as we walked downstairs onto another day of school. My siblings were right, school was boring. I found a new activity I'd rather be doing.