Chapter 6

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A special thanks to our pre-readers Jasper's Woman, L, Jiff Simpson, Luee Fishes.

Chapter Songs:

"Because the Night" 10000 Maniacs

"Bed of Roses" Bon Jovi

"How Will I Know" Whitney Houston

"I Wonder if I Take You Home" Lisa Lisa and The Cult Jam
"Let's Wait Awhile" Janet Jackson

APOV

The concert had been over for hours, and I had attended the after party with Jasper, Rose and Emmett. When I unlocked the apartment door, the deafening silence roared in my head. I knew that Bella wouldn't be here. Jasper followed me inside. Something drew me to the window, and I noticed a parked car on the street below. I felt Jasper standing behind me, and I turned and smiled at him. When I turned back to the window, the car was gone.

"Can I get you anything?" I asked Jasper. He smiled as he circled his way to the sofa and sat down.

"Alice, right now I only need you," Jasper said suggestively, his voice laced with the same want that I felt racing through my own body. He patted the cushion beside him. I had to go to him. There was just no other option for me. It was like he had cast a spell and had me in a trance I never wanted to awaken from.

Jasper put his hand at the back of my neck, his fingers gently stroking the tender skin. His lips and tongue found the super sensitive spot behind my ear causing me to shiver.

"Are you cold?" his lips questioned hoarsely against my heated skin.

"Far from it," I told him as his hands pulled me tighter to him. When I looked into his eyes, I saw that he was just as aroused as I was. The hazel of his eyes had disappeared into the black sea of his pupils. I knew that my eyes mirrored his. I was sure I had never wanted anyone as much as I wanted Jasper in this moment.

"Good," I felt Jasper's smile against my neck. "I want to enjoy every second of the next few days with you." His teeth tugged gently on my earlobe eliciting a moan from my lips. "I want to explore … every … single … inch … of … your … body," he paused between each word to nip my neck, my shoulder, my chin, my bottom lip.

I was slowly burning up from the inside out. His hand continued to make soft, lingering strokes from my neck to my waist. Jasper lifted my shirt and skimmed his fingers along my skin beneath it. When he reached my jeans, he slid his hand inside the denim, caressing my ass. All I could do was moan at his firm touch.

Jasper pulled my head forward and our lips began their scorching dance. I spread my palms across his chest, and I could feel the fevered pace of his heart matched my own. His taste was addictive, sweet and seductive; there was nothing better, and I was certain there never would be.

In no time, we had desperately torn off each other's clothes. Once we were skin to skin our bodies sighed with their mutual need. Jasper pulled me to the edge of the couch, and his lips moved from my mouth to my breasts. As he licked down my abdomen to my belly button I couldn't stop myself from squirming beneath him. As delightful as the wet heat from his tongue felt, it wasn't enough. I needed so much more from him. As if he'd heard my unspoken plea, Jasper's lips began to burn a path to my pelvic bone. He quickly pulled my legs over his shoulder, and the next thing I knew he attacked my clit with his tongue and teeth, drawing all the air from my lungs. Despite the fact that his fingers never even touched me, I felt him everywhere.

My hands tightly seized the cushions beside me, and I held on for dear life. Each nip of his teeth sent my heart racing and made my stomach quiver. My body wanted to feel even more of his torturously wonderful mouth. All at once, I felt myself thrusting my hips into his mouth, and my head thrashed frantically from side to side. I pushed myself into his mouth faster and faster, and his tongue and teeth picked up the pace.

I began to feel the orgasm building inside of me, and I knew it wouldn't take much more for me to become unhinged. Jasper looked up at me with his eyes on fire. His eyes locked with mine, and I saw stars as my orgasm slammed into me and continued for what seemed like forever. His mouth lapped up everything I gave him, as my heels dug into his back keeping him right where I needed him.

I propped myself up against the back of the couch trying to find my equilibrium. Jasper had so easily knocked my world off its axis. Jasper looked up with a scorching gaze that told me he was nowhere near finished with me yet. He licked his lips and moved in to kiss me again lacing his fingers with mine. I could taste myself on his lips, and it was sinfully erotic. As I felt his arousal at my stomach, I couldn't wait to see what else he had to give me. He backed away from me and if a person could spontaneously combust from a mere gaze, I would have gone up in smoke in an instant.

He shocked me by capturing my ankles in his grasp. Jasper moved my legs so I was now sitting upright with my legs spread eagle on the couch. He took one of my hands then the other, placing them on the inside of my calves. I felt vulnerable and utterly beguiled by him, but I would do anything he wanted. Right now, Jasper wanted me as much as I wanted him.

"Hold on tight, Alice. Don't let go," Jasper ordered me as stood and leaned over my body. I had never had sex in this position with my partner literally standing before me while I was spread out like a feast after a famine.

His left hand clutched the couch at the side of my head, while his right hand began to work my breasts, massaging then pinching the nipples between his thumb and forefinger causing them to harden almost painfully. He hovered above me with his eyes consuming. Fuck this was the hottest sex I'd ever had, and he hadn't even fucked me yet. When he began to run his cock up and down my wet folds, I almost came again and bit my tongue to hold back a moan.

When he sank into me, he was deeper than anyone had ever gone before. I could hear our labored breathing filling the room. Even though he was only touching me with his cock and one hand, my skin was blisteringly sensitized. With each thrust, Jasper reached places so deep inside of me that I was sure he had reached into my soul. His right hand continued its exploration of my breasts, and I felt Jasper's thrusts become even more frantic. He began thrusting and circling his hips, his right thumb abandoning my breasts to reach down and pinch my clit. I shattered again and my walls clenched his cock tightly causing him to explode inside of me.

When he'd finally regained his breath, he picked me up and kissed me fiercely.

"Where's your room, Alice?" Jasper asked huskily. I pointed to the door. When we made it to my room, he dropped me on my bed and pounced on me causing me to shriek in surprise. "Alice, honey, I am just getting started with you. There's so much more of you for me to discover, and I have all night to search for it."

I knew that Jasper would definitely take me places I'd never been before. He had the power to make my heart and body soar to heights I had never even dreamed possible and I had some pretty wild dreams. I also knew that there was a very big possibility that this rapidly beating heart in my chest now belonged to him, and I prayed that he didn't break it into a million pieces.

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BPOV

My stomach filled with butterflies that were nearly the size of elephants as Edward gripped my hand and led me through his front door. I know deep down that last night I didn't do anything that I didn't want to do. Alcohol always kicked my ass. Even Alice knew that I had no inhibitions when I was drunk.

He flipped on the lights, and I took in the plush surroundings. It was exactly what you would expect of a star. It was immaculately decorated, and it was obvious that this was where Edward Cullen lived.

I ran my hand across the back of his leather couch and almost fell over when I ran into Edward's back. He turned to steady me, and I found my small hands nestled in his huge powerful hands.

"You okay, Bella?" Edward asked as his fingers stroked across my palm causing a fire to build inside of me.

"Yes," I squeaked. I cleared my throat. "Yes, Edward. I am just more of a klutz than anything else. The later in the day it gets, the more uncoordinated I always find myself. I'm lucky that I can even walk right now," I laughed.

I wasn't laughing on the inside though. I was lecturing myself not to jump this beautiful creature in front of me who could set me on fire just by caressing my palm with his talented fingers.

"It has been a long day. Do you need anything before we go to bed?"

"I hate to ask, but I feel all gritty after the concert. Would you mind if I took a quick shower?"

"Sure, Bella. Mi casa es tu casa, mi amor," he said thickly. Holy shit. He spoke just a few words in a foreign language, and my panties were drenched beyond repair.

"Huh? I'm sorry. I think you were speaking Spanish, but I have no idea what you just said," I told him.

"I just said that my house is yours." Our fingers entwined together as he lead me upstairs to his bedroom.

I looked at his bed and closed my eyes. Memories of last night danced behind my eyelids. His lips as they kissed me tenderly. His hands as they glided over my body. His glorious cock as it pounded forcefully inside of me- over and over again. It was times like this that I wish I could be more like Alice and just go for it. I was too much of a prude to act on the feelings flowing through me. Right now, I really hated myself for not throwing myself on Edward and letting him fuck my brains out.

"The bathroom is right through there," he pointed and walked to his dresser. He pulled out an old Beastie Boys concert t-shirt and some boxer shorts. "Here you go. It's not silk and satin, but I'm sure you are going to look damn hot wearing this," Edward said with a quick kiss to my lips.

"Thank you, Edward." I smiled at him and almost ran to the bathroom. As I shut the door, I leaned my forehead against it. The devil on my shoulder told me to open the door and tell Edward to come join me. That damn angel on my shoulder shook her head and reminded me that I wasn't as ready for this as the devil thought I was. I really hated my conscience right now.

The devil did win a minor battle. I didn't lock his bathroom door. I took my clothes off and folded them neatly, placing them on the counter. His bathroom was bigger than my bedroom in my apartment. He had a huge sunken tub with massaging heads built in. There was also an incredible looking shower with floor to ceiling glass doors.

As I turned on the water to warm it I almost jumped back in surprise when I noticed that water was hitting me in areas I didn't expect. Holy shit! His shower had multiple shower heads. I moaned in pleasure as the shower hit me in just the right places. I grabbed Edward's shampoo and massaged it into my scalp.

It was so sensual with his scent surrounding me, covering my body everywhere. I felt my skin become more sensitized as I imagined it was his fingers on me instead of mine and the movement of the water from the different shower heads.

I moved my body over the lowest shower head, and the powerful stream of water hit my swollen clit. My hand grabbed the wall to help support myself as the water continued to push me closer to the edge. I whimpered and moved two fingers inside of me to the rhythm of the water. Right there! I bit my lip to stop the scream that was welling up inside of me from my orgasm.

This was just what I needed. That little devil opened its mouth again to tell me otherwise, but the angel shushed it before it could point out the obvious- an orgasm from Edward was much better than one just thinking about him.

I grabbed a towel and wrapped my hair in it with a twist, while I used another to dry off. I took the towel off my head and bent down to run the towel over the wet lengths of my hair. I really needed a brush to tame it, but knew that Mr. Sex Hair Cullen wouldn't have a brush in his bathroom. I brushed it with my fingers as well as I could then tugged on the boxers and dragged the t-shirt over my head. My face was still flushed. I hoped Edward didn't know what I'd been doing in his shower. I would be mortified.

I opened the door, and I was afraid I was going to stop breathing at the amazing view in front of me. Edward was lounging shirtless on his bed, his hands resting on his glorious six pack abs. He was only wearing a pair of boxers that hung low on his hips. Damn, what a fine specimen. I almost licked my lips in appreciation of the sight before me. The angel on my shoulder wasn't being very angelic as she flipped off the devil for telling me to tear off my boxers and Edward's. I was pretty sure I heard the devil's own rendition of Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" playing in my head.

"Looks like you feel better," Edward told me. I saw his Adam's apple bob, and he swallowed thickly.

"The shower was amazing, Edward. I've never had a shower where the jets spray you with water all over your body," I said as I felt the blush coloring me from head to toe.

"What has you blushing like that, Bella?"

"Nothing; it's nothing. I just wanted to thank you for letting me stay here tonight. I can get up bright and early and have a little chat with Alice in the morning. I have no doubt everything will look much clearer in the light of day. She knows how much I hate to be embarrassed and…," I stopped rambling when Edward started to laugh.

"Bella, how I wish I could read your mind. That was definitely not what you were thinking, but you are the cutest damn thing I've ever seen," Edward said. "Actually, I take that last part back," he told me as he got out of the bed and approached me almost like a predator. "You are far from cute, Miss Swan. In that t-shirt and my boxers, you are most definitely the sexiest thing that I have ever seen," he added huskily causing me to shift from one foot to the other and wring my hands together under his intense scrutiny.

"I am not beautiful, Edward. You don't have to lie to me to placate me."

"Bella, Bella, Bella," he murmured as his hands found mine. I watched as our fingers just seemed to naturally entwine together when our hands were close. It was comfortable, almost soothing even.

"You just don't see yourself very clearly, Bella. You are simply incredible," Edward said with a tender kiss to my lips. "Come," he told me as he walked me to the bed. Fuck! Did he know about the shower and think I was ready to fuck him again?

"Edward, I'm not…" I started to explain, but he cut me off by putting his finger against my lips.

"Just go to sleep, Bella. I won't try anything. I promise. I just want to hold you," Edward said with a small smile that caused his left dimple to wink at me. I knew that I couldn't turn him down.

"Just to sleep," I told him as I got into the bed beside him. He lay down on the bed and pulled me next to him so my head and hand were nestled on his chest. Both of his arms held me tightly. His hands reached up and started playing with my hair, and I sighed. I raised my head and looked him in the eye.

"I will give you quick glimpse into my head, Edward," I paused and bit my lip before I could continue. "I'm definitely not saying never. I want you as much as you want me. I'm just saying not now."

"I know, babe," he said as he kissed my forehead. I felt him smile against my skin before he brought my head back to his chest. I could feel the beat of his heart against my hand and hear the rhythmic thump where my ear was pressed to his chest. It was almost like a lullaby lulling me to sleep.

"I promise you'll be the first to know," I said groggily against him. I think I heard him laugh again as I closed my eyes and had my favorite dream.

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I woke up the next moment almost exactly the same way as yesterday. When I opened my eyes, I looked into the smiling eyes of Edward Cullen.

"Good morning," I said as I stretched my limbs, and Edward's smile widened.

"It definitely is a good morning," he said with a quick kiss.

"Well, you are most definitely in a great mood today. What gives?"

"First, you know that you aren't dreaming," Edward told me with a smirk, and I slapped playfully at his arms making him laugh. "Secondly, I could watch you sleep forever. You are the most intriguing person that I have ever met. I think I could sleep with your forever," Edward whispered as he kissed me again.

"It's not a hardship waking up next to you either," I said shyly. I looked into his eyes, and he was smiling even more brightly. "What?"

"Nothing," Edward shook his head with a snicker.

"It is something," I said as the devil in me took over causing me to climb on top of him with my legs straddling his. Edward groaned as soon as I laid my torso on top of him and kissed his neck. I felt him stirring below me. "What is it?" I asked as I nipped at his stubbled jaw.

"Fuck, Bella," Edward moaned as his hands gripped my hips. I had to stop myself from moving myself against his very prominent erection. "You don't play fair."

"I never said I played fair, Edward. Tell me," I purred as I kissed his neck.

"Shit, um, you win," he whimpered. "You talk in your sleep." I froze and threw myself on the bed beside Edward. I covered my now very red face with my hands.

I've known about this affliction of mine for years. My parents had always told me that I talked in my sleep, so did Alice after our first-ever sleepover. I never believed any of them until Alice produced a cassette tape that she had recorded of me talking about none other than this man next to me. And since I gave a very detailed description of the encounter while I slept, my best friend ended up with a recording of my first erotic dream. There's nothing quite as humiliating as that… except finding out that you possibly did the same thing again, except this time you're actually sleeping next to the man you're dreaming about. The thought of what I might have said was mortifying.

"I'm sorry, Edward," I mumbled through my hands. I felt his hands grab mine and pull them away from my face.

"Don't be embarrassed, Bella. You didn't say anything bad. I promise," Edward assured me.

"It really wasn't bad?" I asked him softly.

"It wasn't. It was the first time I've ever heard anyone talk in their sleep, and I have to admit I enjoyed every word of it. But if it makes you more comfortable, we'll never talk about it again," he promised.

Something about the twinkle in his eyes made me a little nervous, but I was likely imagining something that wasn't there. "Okay, that works for me," I told him as I gave him a quick kiss. My stomach suddenly rumbled loudly making us both laugh.

"Sounds like someone is hungry," Edward said. Oh, he had no idea what I would prefer to be enjoying for breakfast this morning… or maybe he did.

"I'm famished," I told him.

"Why don't you get dressed, and I'll see what I can put together for breakfast."

"Sounds good," I kissed him again, and my stomach growled like a damn cougar.

"Go," Edward told me as he pointed to the bathroom while heading out his bedroom door.

"I'm going," I giggled.

We sat down and enjoyed bowls of Cap'n Crunch cereal. It was one of my guilty pleasures that I brought into adulthood from my childhood. I could eat an entire box of the crunchy treats if I was bored, stressed or just famished. It had been Edward's childhood favorite too. He said he had seen a display at the store a few days ago, and he just had to buy them. He got this far off look in his eyes. When I asked him what was wrong, he said that it was just a sugar rush from the good ol' Cap'n.

Instead of his driver taking us back to my apartment, Edward donned a Yankees baseball cap and a pair of Ray-Bans to drive me home himself. With his worn jeans and his skin tight t-shirt, I wanted to tackle him to the ground and sink my teeth into him- everywhere.

"Edward, why does this car look familiar to me?" I asked as helped me in the passenger seat.

"It is one of the cars from Small Town, America," Edward sighed as he said it, and I watched him caress the car like it was his lover as he walked to the driver's side. When his hands touched the steering wheel, he looked at me with a smirk. "Bella, I feel in love with this car the first time I turned the key and started the ignition. It is a 1969 Z28 Camaro. What teenage guy wouldn't want a muscle car like this?" He asked as he stroked the dash almost reverently.

The car looked like it was in perfect condition and the way Edward was acting made me think actually driving it wasn't an everyday occurrence.

"So, you're telling me that inside you're still that teenage boy experiencing true love for the first time? With Tanya?" I pointed to my competition and laughed so hard I snorted.

"Bella, if we are going to date, you need to know something. Tanya was the first love of my life. She will be my love until I take my last breath," Edward cooed as he began to run his hands along the gear shift.

I laughed again. "Edward, did you really name your car Tanya?" I couldn't stop my laughter. "Oh my God, Edward. Tanya," I cackled.

"Bella, if you keep making fun of Tanya like this, don't come crying to me if she goes all Stephen King's Christine on your ass," he snorted as he started the car and began driving. Well, the car was moving, but I wasn't sure I would call what he was doing driving.

"Edward, are you kidding me with this?" I asked. "We could walk to my apartment faster than you are driving Tanya right now, and don't tell me she's pissed off that I made fun of your relationship with her." I tried my damndest not to laugh because it was evident that Edward really did worship this car.

"Tanya doesn't get driven often, Bella. I don't want to push her too hard and hurt her." At the stoplight, he turned at me and whispered, "She is almost 30 years old, Bella. Most cars meet the graveyard at 6 or 7 years. I'm trying to make sure she doesn't feel her age."

It was so damn cute to see him talking about her like this. Damn, he even had me thinking like the car was a person now too.

"I'm sorry, Tanya," I said as I stroked the glove compartment. "You truly are a beauty, and I am glad that you have stayed with Edward all of these years." If Edward could play the game, so could I. "Tanya, you best watch out, because Edward has his eyes on another lady. I promise you I can give him much more than you could ever hope to." As I said the last line, I put my hand on Edward's thigh just above his knee and squeezed. His foot hit the accelerator hard, and we were off.

"Babe, fuck," Edward ran his hand through his hair. "As much as I enjoyed you showing Tanya how you make me feel, try to give a guy a little warning while he's driving."

"I'm sorry, Edward. I didn't mean to startle you," I said contritely. "Or you either, Tanya." I bit my lip to ward off my laughter.

We did make it to my apartment faster than I thought we would. He came to my side of the door to help me out, and as I stuck my hand out to him he kissed my palm, his tongue darting out to lick it.

"Tanya, Bella was right. You do have some competition," Edward confessed to Tanya. I had to grab his hands more tightly when I began to stand, because his declaration and the kiss to my palm had my joints turning to Jell-O.

When we made it to my door, Edward took the keys from my hand. Before he could unlock it, it opened. Jasper would have run into Edward had Edward not made it known that he was there.

"Hey, Jasper, I knew you were glad to see me last night, but I didn't think you were going to be waiting up for me," Edward joked.

"Oh, Edward, I want the world to know how I feel about you," Jasper responded.

"And how is that, Jasper? How do you feel about me?" Edward was definitely on a roll this morning. If I laughed anymore today, there was a pretty good chance I might never stop laughing.

Jasper smacked him upside the head. "I swear to fucking God, between you and Emmett, I have to put up with a lot of goofy shit," he laughed.

"Jasper, you are making me blush," Edward smirked.

"Enough," Jasper said. "Good to see you this morning, Bella."

"Good morning, Jasper. Hey, Alice," I said to her. She was almost hidden behind Jasper.

"Alice, hey," Edward said. "How did you like your 10,000th Double Vision concert last night? Bella said that when you've seen one you've seen them all." I could see him shooting another goofy grin trying to annoy Jasper.

"I did not say that, Edward Cullen, and you know I didn't," I pointed at his chest.

"And it hasn't been 10,000 concerts," Alice chimed in. "It's been more like 8,542," she smiled. Jasper leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"That's my girl. I knew I'd get the number of times out of you that you had been to my shows," Jasper told her. "You have any plans for the next few hours, Cullen?"

"Nope, I was just going to drive Tanya around town for a bit and then see if I could talk Bella into doing something with me this afternoon or evening."

"Tanya is here?" Jasper exclaimed.

"Hell, yes, she is," Edward answered. "She's waiting downstairs right now."

"Fuck, I've missed her. Let's go grab a cup of coffee with Tanya. Then you and Tanya can drop me off at sound check," Jasper enthused.

"Who the hell is Tanya? And why the hell are you so excited about seeing her, Jasper?" Alice demanded.

"Alice," I said as I stifled yet another laugh. Damn, Tanya had actually caused me some physical pain today. "I'll explain inside. I can promise you that it is definitely not what you think." I leaned up and kissed Edward's cheek. "I would love to do something with you tonight. You can either stop by whenever or call me and give me a time. I don't want to cut into the time you spend with Tanya."

"Sure, babe. I'll call you in a bit. Later, Alice." Edward said as Jasper leaned in to kiss her on her very surprised mouth.

"I'll see you at the show tonight, Al. Bye, Bella," Jasper said.

Alice and I entered the apartment, and she looked at me with a glare.

"Explain. Who the fuck is Tanya?" Alice demanded again.

I giggled and almost doubled over in pain at her tone.

"She's Edward's car," I got out between laughs. I moved to sit on the couch, and Alice stopped me.

"Um, you may want to sit on the loveseat for a bit," Alice told me with a blush.

"Alice Brandon you never blush," I smirked at her.

"I know. I'll explain in a minute. First, I want to tell you how so very sorry I am that I didn't tell you about hooking up with Jasper."

I tried to get comfortable on the loveseat, knowing this was going to be a difficult conversation, and Alice sat down beside me.

"I told you everything, absolutely everything, that had happened between Edward and me. You had been with Jasper and didn't say a word. Do you know how embarrassed I was to see you there with Jasper and he knew all about me, yet I didn't know a damn thing about him?"

"I know, Bella. I know that sorry isn't enough. You're my best friend, and I should have told you about it, about him."

"Why didn't you?" I asked.

"Bella, I honestly thought that was it. That I was never going to see him again. I know that I'm a little bit more recreational than you are in the sex department, but being a celebrity's toy for the night was never in my plans."

"What made you think that was it?"

"I just didn't think someone like him would want to be with someone like me for more than one night," Alice confided.

I started to laugh again, and Alice smacked me on the arm.

"What is so damn funny, Bella?"

"That was the exact same thought that I had when I woke up with Edward. We talked, and he said he wanted me to get to know him and he wanted to get to know me."

"See, you and Edward actually talked about it. I didn't have the nerve to. I had no choice but to talk to Jasper about it after you and Edward left the dressing room last night."

"You should have talked to Jasper and found out what was going on. I know it wouldn't be an easy thing to do. I was scared that the blush was going to be a permanent part of my complexion when I talked to Edward about him and me."

"Jasper told me that I should have talked to him, too," Alice said. She sighed, "Bella, this is all so new, and I am in some majorly uncharted waters here. I don't know what to do about it."

I reached out and grabbed her hand. "You know that you can tell me anything. What's going on?"

"Jasper said that he wanted to try to be with me. This tour is just getting started, and in a few days he'll start traveling all over the country. He said he would try to call and come to visit me when he could." I could tell that there was more to the story, and she knew that I could read her like a book.

"What else, Alice?"

"I think I've fallen in love with him," Alice murmured.

A/N: Who wants to snuggle in Edward's bed in his shirt, or better yet, out of it. *raises hand* Who wants some fun times with Jasper on the couch or off of it *raises hand again*

Damn, why can't fiction be RL lol.

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