I wrote this one for Fics for Nashville, but now I can share it with all of you.
This o/s is based off of Fate Has Brought Us Here, the first story in the Fate/Love/Hope Trilogy. It's a Jasper/Bella pairing. If you've read Fate, this o/s occurs in between chapters 9 and 10 just after Bella has decided to move in with Jasper.
A little lemony, fluffy goodness just because I felt like it.
Rated MA
BPOV
I opened my eyes, but had to squint as the sun flooded the room. That was unusual. It was usually dark and rainy, but this day seemed to fit my optimistic mood. I was moving in with Jasper. I asked him if I could and he wanted me. It was such a wonderful feeling, to be wanted. I hadn't felt that way in years, but Jasper made it all seem so natural.
I stretched my body and was immediately reminded of the previous night's activities. I was sure I was blushing. Jasper was so territorial. It was as if he felt the need to claim me. I had to admit it was all rather exciting.
He was always so gentle with me, but last night it was different. Images of him bending me over the couch and spreading my legs apart filled my thoughts. I shivered when I remembered him unbuckling his pants and gripping my hips. It was rougher than usual, but I felt like I needed that. I needed Jasper to take control and dominate me. He didn't treat me as a breakable object. He was always careful, but he always found just the right balance. My body constantly craved his touch.
I was a bit nervous when Jasper suggested the new position, but once we started, I couldn't get enough of him. I couldn't stop replaying the moment in my head when he let go. I felt a sense of pride when I thought that I was the one who could bring him such pleasure. Little, human Bella…
"Oh, Bella … baby, I'm almost there." I knew he was close. I could feel it. He was so lost in me that it was overwhelming. He was projecting his lust, desire, want and need onto me, but the most prominent emotion was love. I felt the exact same way, and I knew that I could never be away from him now. He was my life and I would do everything in my power to stay with him always.
He gently pulled out of me and my knees began to buckle from our rigorous encounter. He put his arms around my waist to support me. He always supported me; in more ways than one.
"Are you okay, sweetheart?" He asked, as he quickly pulled up his pants. I was his only concern now. I could hear it in his voice.
I let out a huge breath and pressed my back into his chest. As he picked me up and cradled me in his arms, I snuggled into his neck, "Jasper?" I managed to breathe out. I was exhausted, but he had a way of doing that to me.
"Yes, baby?" I felt him carry me up the steps, and into our room. Our room.
"That was fantastic." I knew I was blushing over my admission, but I didn't care. "We were so close. I can't imagine us ever being apart now."
"We'll never have to be. Welcome home, my sweet Bella."
I didn't remember anything after that, but I was sure that I fell asleep in his arms, in our bed; the one that we would now be sharing every night.
I stretched for a few more seconds and then I rolled over and grabbed Jasper's pillow and inhaled. It smelled amazing; that autumn-like smell of cinnamon and spice. He often went for an early morning hunt, but he was usually back by the time I woke up. I looked around the room, scanning for a note, but I didn't see one.
"Looking for me, darlin'?" Jasper suddenly appeared in the doorway.
"Jasper," I smiled. "Where were you?"
"I went for my morning hunt and then I made you breakfast," he said, as he crawled back into the bed with me. "Did you sleep well?"
"Like the dead," I said.
"Some of the dead don't sleep," he reminded me.
"Sorry," I laughed.
"It's fine," he smiled. "It's my new favorite time. I love holding you and feeling how peaceful you are when you sleep. And, I'm thrilled that I'll get to do it every night now."
"I don't even remember getting into bed," I said.
"Yes, well, you were a bit spent," he smiled. "Your eyes were closed before you hit the pillow. I had to pry your fingers from my shirt."
"You really know how to take it out of a girl," I blushed.
"How do you feel?" he asked, as he ran his finger down the length of my arm, stopping to stare at last night's bruises.
"I feel great," I said, as I leaned in and kissed him. "Don't feel bad about this." I motioned to the marks on my arms.
"I try to be gentle, Bella," he said. "I swear I do, but you're so fragile and I'm just too strong. I'll try to do better."
"No," I told him. "I don't want you to change anything. You're not hurting me. I bruise easily. I don't want you to have to think about that when we're together."
"I do," he said. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You never could," I reminded him, as I kissed him again. I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair. He quickly deepened the kiss as he pushed me back on the bed and gently got on top of me. He ran his hands down my sides, stopping at my hips. He lightly gripped them, raising me slightly so that I could feel his erection against my center.
I winced because I was still sore from the night before. He quickly released me, rolled off and leaned on his elbow.
"Why did you stop?" I managed to breathe out.
"Because I was much too rough last night," he said. "You're not ready for me now."
"Oh," I pouted.
"Disappointed?" he asked.
"Very," I frowned, and I was being extremely honest.
He smiled. "I think I have a way to give you what you want."
I felt a jolt of excitement that landed straight between my legs.
Jasper smirked at me as he extended his hand for me. "Come shower with me."
He didn't have to ask twice. I hopped out of the bed and let him lead me to the bathroom. Jasper reached into the shower stall and turned the water on. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it in the corner of the room. My breath caught in my throat when I stared at his chest.
He laughed. "Now yours," he said, as he tugged at my tank top. Once it was off, he pulled me against his chest so that our bare skin pressed against one another. He slipped his hands down my back and over my hips, pulling down my pants and panties. I gripped his shoulders, so I didn't lose my balance when I stepped out of them.
He pulled me by the back of my neck and passionately kissed my lips. I reached down between us, unzipped his pants and pulled them over his hips. His erection sprung free and grazed against my stomach.
Commando? I could cum just thinking about it.
He smiled against my lips. I was certain he felt my lust and arousal. He kicked off his boots and wiggled out of his jeans. He took my hand and pulled me into the shower stall, positioning me with my back toward the spray. He stepped in behind me, pulling me close to his chest. I felt his prominent member pushing against my backside, and memories of the night before came rushing back.
"Lust, Bella," he whispered in my ear. "You're radiating it."
"I can't help it," I sighed. "I'm so turned on right now."
"I haven't even touched you, yet," he said, as he poured the body wash into his hand. He wrapped one arm around my stomach, pulling me impossibly close to him as he lathered the soap over my neck and in between my breasts. The bubbles slipped down my body and right over my center. He allowed his hand to follow the same path the bubbles took, but he just skimmed over my soft curls, brushing his fingertips just at the inside of my upper thigh.
He tightened his grip around my waist, holding me still as he placed soft, open-mouth kisses down my neck and shoulder. He hitched one of my legs up to rest on the bench just to my right, opening me for him.
"I want to touch you now, Bella," he whispered against my neck, causing me to shiver at the anticipation of his next move. "Is that what you want?"
"Always," I nodded.
He moved the hand that was between my thighs up to palm my center. My hips jerked against his hand.
"So eager," he said, as he inserted two fingers inside me and started to push in and out. I was already so aroused just by being this close to him and listening to his low, seductive voice, that I knew it wouldn't be long before I was screaming out my release.
I threw my head back against his shoulder, giving his mouth full reign of my neck. He sucked and nipped at the skin just above my pulsing vein. That should have been alarming but, because I trusted Jasper with my life, it was more erotic than anything. There was something about an incredibly sexy vampire lingering at my neck that did it for me.
He picked up his pace with his fingers as his thumb found my clit. He worked and massaged me until my legs were quivering. If he wasn't holding me up with his other arm, I was sure I'd be on the floor by now. His fingers were so skilled, but that was the benefit of being a vampire, he was good at everything.
"Jasper," I said, as I felt the muscles tightening in my abdomen and then shooting down between my legs. "Oh, God…"
He continued to gently slide his fingers in and out of me until I had fully come down from my climax. I collapsed against him. He wrapped both arms around my waist and continued to kiss my neck.
"I owed you that," he smiled.
"Hmm?" I asked, not fully focusing on his words. But then I smiled when I remembered how fierce he was the night before. He had taken me so fast that I never reached the final goal; not that I minded because just being with him was pleasure enough.
He turned me around and pressed his lips against mine, and I could feel his arousal straining against my stomach.
"Jasper," I moaned. "You can pay me back anytime."
He smiled as he ran his hands up and down my back, and then led me out of the shower. He quickly wrapped a towel around his waist, and then he slowly dried me off and wrapped the towel around my body.
"Ready for breakfast?"
"No," I shook my head.
"Why not?"
"Because," I smiled, as I leaned in and ran my tongue over his bottom lip. "Now I owe you something."
He scooped me up and let out a low growl as he carried me back to the bedroom.
"I intend to make you pay," he said, as he dropped me onto the bed.
And, pay I did; over and over again, all morning long. Yes, living together would certainly have its benefits.
