Chapter 2

Isabella Hale, or Bella, as she likes to be called, married my best friend's dad a few years after his wife passed away from leukemia.

It was a tough time for Jasper, losing his mother at such a young age, but Bella's such a genuinely sweet person that he took to her quickly. Jas and I were both fourteen when the brunette beauty moved into his house, Bella being only ten years older. She'd just gotten her master's degree and been certified to begin working at the local middle school as a guidance counselor.

I remember having to run home and hide out in the bathroom the first time I met her and she touched me. Well, she only shook my hand, but it was enough for my teenage hormones to run rampant with.

It was probably a good thing we'd been starting high school at the time or I might've found any excuse possible to go visit the new guidance counselor.

Now, at 22, I'm clearly just as affected by her as I always have been.

I've just graduated from UCLA, home for the summer before starting grad school. As much as we enjoyed being in Los Angeles, Jasper and I have decided to get our master's degrees here at UDub.

He met his girlfriend, Alice, while we were home for Spring Break this year and doesn't want to be away from her anymore.

I have a lot of good reasons to want to be back in Seattle too, so it's perfect.

Jasper's father, Martin, passed away about eighteen months ago, and Bella's been all alone in that big, empty house while Jasper and I have been at school in California. We've always come back to visit on long breaks though. And Jasper still stays with Bella and I with my parents.

This last winter break was when she'd taken down the blackout curtains that Martin loved and had blinds installed.

And thank fuck for that.

I have no doubt Jasper would castrate me if he found out what I was doing, watching her like a perv. But what he doesn't know is that I've been in love with her for as long as I've known what love is.

I don't just want her body. I want her mind, her heart, everything.

Once Bella's finished lotioning, she weaves her still-damp hair into one long braid. Then she crosses to her window, opening it slightly to let the breeze in. I catch a closer glimpse of her bubble-gum pink nipples, hard from the cool air, and I squeeze tightly around the base of my cock, grunting at the sensation.

"Goddamn," I whisper.

My window is partially open as well, and I wonder if she's heard me when her dark eyes seem to land on me for a moment.

I know she can't actually see me though. There's no way with my lights off and the blanket of darkness outside.

Bella's expression doesn't change as she moves back over to her bed, so I think I'm safe.

Before lying down, she pulls her vibrator out from the bedside table. It's long and thick. But I'm longer and thicker.

I want her to know she could have me inside her right now instead of something made up of plastic and batteries.

Thank you for reading. xoxo