A/N - Well, I hope you guys are enjoying this. I decided to go with mainly thoughts and not so much on the actual conversation. Hope it works for you. Let me know. I also decided to keep the chapters short. What I was going to put into this one I have decided to stretch into three chapters. If I get an overwhelming response to increase the chapeter length I will. Thanks for reading!
Warning: Contains a juicy Jasper Lemon! (Mmmm Sour lemons never tasted so good!)
I do not own anything twilight! (But I would love my very own Jasper!)
I could feel something tickling my face. I twitched my nose as I opened my eyes to look down upon the most captivating sight ever. Bella was lying with her head across my chest. Her bare back was elegant in the soft light filtering through the windows of her room. Brown hair was tickling my nose as I breathed in and out steadily trying not to wake the wonderful woman who has gifted me with her presence.
I wondered what today would bring as I thought back on last night. We had been so caught up in everything that was each other that it almost seemed to pass in a blur.
Bella had mesmerized me as we joined together time and again until the early hours of the morning. We brought each other to our physical peaks multiple times in soft easy ways and hard rough ways. I had never been so taken by a woman as I was with Bella last night.
I'm not sure exactly how she felt about it. We didn't really take the time to talk after everything that happened. We curled up together and fell into an exhausted sleep. I however know that I a falling for the girl sleeping in my arms, falling, and falling hard. I gently kiss the top of her head and I feel her start to stir.
I'm asleep on a boat in the middle of the lake. I keep trying to wake up and open my eyes, but the glaring light keeps them closed, and the steady up and down motion of the water lulls me back to sleep. I stretch my hands out and feel the smooth hard muscle of a man.
Wait a minute. There isn't anyone in the boat with me. Where am I? Oh, crap! Jasper! That amazing man that took me to places I had never been before, while moaning my name as I screamed his.
I feel a kiss placed on the top of my head. That's a good sign. He's not running and screaming from my house. Was last night as amazing for him as it was for me? The things he did to my body as he had me bent over the side of the bed, or when he was slow and gentle in an almost worshipful way, made me feel like no man, or boy, has ever made me feel. After last night I am beginning to realize that I have never been with a real man before. Just boys trying to act like men. Jasper showed me what had been missing from that area of my life. And wow did he show me, too.
I have to figure this out though. Where do we stand? What's going to happen when I finally open my eyes to see the only person I have ever slept with on a first date? Hell, it wasn't even a date. We knew each other for maybe an hour tops, before I let him do those things to me, those wonderfully amazing things. Mind out of the gutter, Bella. Think this through.
Point one: He is still here, and his arms are still holding me. His warm, strong arms.
Point two: He seemed to enjoy last night as much as I did. But that doesn't mean it was anything more than just physical to him.
Point three: I really have to pee, so I need to get this over with soon! Hahaha
I finally force my eyelids back, no where closer to a conclusion about how to handle this situation than I was ten minutes ago. He must think I am so easy. I meet him and within the hour we a screwing each other into oblivion. Shit, I must look like a slut to him.
Oh well. The past is the past and I can't change what we did, so let's get this over with.
"G…Good morning," I stumble over as I get lost in his bright blue eyes. My hand automatically clamping over my mouth as I realize I must have the worst breath ever. I quickly scramble out of bed and run to the bathroom to brush my teeth and comb through the rats nest that has made a home in my hair.
Shit! She must be ashamed of what we did. Maybe I should leave before she gets back. But my body doesn't seem to want to cooperate with my mind. I'll just slow down and think it through. She didn't tell me to leave. Okay. That's enough for me. I'm not leaving until she tells me to. I am just to captivated by the beautiful creature on the other side of that bathroom door, and nothing can make me get up out of this bed!
She walked out of the bathroom, just seconds after I made my declaration to myself to stay put, in a barely there silk robe that just asked to be thrown on the floor. Wow, where did that come from. I need to keep my cool while we talk this through and figure out where things are going to go from her. Look at those beautiful breast just asking to be licked and teased through the silk. Mind out of the gutter, I think to myself as I feel little Jasper Jr. below the sheets trying to be heard.
She finally looks up to catch me staring blatantly at her, and I see that gorgeous blush cross her cheeks. My mind wanders back to her spread on the bed under me last night as that same blush appeared when I sunk myself into her.
"Bella," I whisper exasperated, barely able to for a coherent thought, and I notice a smile spread across her cheeks. I shake my head clear and try to force out the words I hate to say, "We need to talk about last night, about us."
I look up to see her smile fade and I could kick myself. "It's not bad I swear," she let out a sigh, "We just need to be on the same page here. I need to know where you stand and how you felt about what happened."
She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and I had to stifle a groan. And I decided before I became too much of a chicken-shit to do this I would just get it over with and let the chips fall where they may.
We talked. Surprisingly enough it was a good conversation. Jasper didn't regret anything that had happened, which was a welcome relief to me. He also made it abundantly clear that he would not mind a repeat performance. That comment made me blush.
With us both on the same wave length as to where this relationship was headed we decided to take a shower together. I was a little hesitant at first. I still couldn't believe that he really wanted to see where we could take this. According to his words he seemed to feel the same connection that I did.
Looking back, the shower was an excellent idea. Jasper washed my body in slow meaningful strokes. Taking care to tease just enough, but not too much. I on the other hand got a little carried away.
As I washed his body I got lost once again in the feel of his muscles that made up his chest and stomach. I got my first good look at the torture my nails had done to his back and shoulders last night as he had his way with me. I slowly knelt down to wash his legs and was met by his rather large cock staring me in the eye. My basic animalistic instincts took over in that moment and with no warning I took him in my mouth and swirled my tongue around the tip. I think Jasper almost fell over as the sensation hit him and I heard a low growl begin in his chest.
She just took me in her mouth with no warning and no provocation. Ok, almost no provocation. I'm not going to deny that the sight of her slender form wet from the shower didn't get little Jasper Jr. hard and ready, but oh, my God, it's not like I was asking for anything.
Her hot little mouth around my cock is the most amazing sight and feeling all wrapped into one. I swear I will never let this little goddess go. Not in a million years. Her tongue is doing amazing things to my cock and I don't know if I will be able to hold on much longer. My brain has ceased being able to form coherent thoughts. I closed my eyes trying to prolong the moment by not watching what this little minx is doing to me, but it just seemed to heighten my senses and bring me that much closer. As she moans around me I slowly open my eyes to realize she has begun playing with herself while continuing to take me further and further into her mouth. As I feel my tip graze the back of her throat I know I can't last much longer. I place my hand on the back of her head as a warning and she responds the opposite of what I expect. I imagine her pulling off and letting my spray my cum all over her perfect little breasts, but instead she sucks a little harder, hollowing out her cheeks, and as I explode in her mouth I feel her swallow around me and then lick me clean.
As my breathing calms down I open my eyes to see her standing in front of me with a satisfied smirk on her face. I was about to ask where she learned that and then realized I really didn't want to know. I will just revel in the fact that she is mine now. I bring her in to a hug and just hold her close. It seems to be an understanding between us that this is our way of saying thank you but I whisper it into her hair just the same as I let her know how amazing she is and how lucky I am to have found her.
As we get out of the shower I towel her off with light touches and soft caresses. It is the least I can do after the amazing orgasm she just afforded me in the shower.
I don't know where that came from, but I think I liked it. I never thought that giving a guy a blow job could be erotic, but when all you are thinking about is bringing him pleasure, knowing that you are the one that can do that seems to be a major turn on. As he finishes drying me off I close my eyes and get lost in the feel of his touches. Although his soft caresses and slow movements are wonderful in their own way, I have a sudden urge to ask him to 'fuck me into oblivion right here right now' but I bite my tongue.
As he is drying off I comb through my hair and watch him in the mirror. He is the pinnacle of perfection, but how long can something this perfect really last. As he finishes he comes to stand behind me and nuzzles my neck placing open mouth kisses along my sensitive areas. I think he is trying to turn me on. Little does he know the switch is already flipped. I turn into his kisses and capture his mouth with mine. As I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and bite down gently I elicit another growl from deep in his chest, wow that is an amazing sound, and I feel myself start to drip down my thigh a little.
We walk, still connected, not wanting to lose the feeling of our skin-to-skin contact, back to the bedroom. Just as he pushes me onto the bed and I think maybe I will get the pounding I was hoping for, my damn cell phone rings.
Shit, I am supposed to have a spa day with Alice today. That is going to be her. As I start to roll over to find my phone Jasper lets out an exasperated sigh and tells me to just ignore it. I answer it anyway knowing that if I don't she will just show up at the front door. This should be an interesting conversation. Jasper seems to be trying his hardest to distract me as Alice rattles on about what I should wear and when she will be here. I giggle a few times as Jasper runs his long fingers up my side and across my nipples. Alice doesn't understand and I just tell her that I will explain later and hang up.
"Alice will be here in 30 minutes," I sigh as Jasper continues his exploration of my body.
She pushes me off and jumps up running around like a chicken with its head cut off. I just stare at her thinking that I must be the luckiest guy in the world right now. But why is she so stressed about this spa day thing. I mean yes, it is Alice that we are talking about, and I guess anyone might be a little scared of that, but not in a bad way. The Pixie just doesn't know when to let things go. Finally I just break down and ask Bella what the matter is, in hopes that I may be able to help.
I hear a long line of expletives coming from her closet and she explains that she hates shopping, she hates spas, and she doesn't seem to have anything to wear. I'm sure Alice will help her with that, but I keep my mouth shut. I walk over and put my hands on her shoulders trying to calm her a little. It seems to help, and then it dawns on me that she is still new to all of the rich high life crap that Alice is going to enforce on her today. I wonder in the back of my mind if that is where this anxiety is really coming from, and I decide that I will ask her about it tonight. I think a nice dinner and a chance to sit down and get some background out of her might be a nice change. We won't be able to eat here or at my house. I don't think we have the will power to make it through a meal, so I guess while she is out with Alice maybe I will plan dinner.
She seems to have calmed down a little as she leans her head back against my chest. I wrap my arms around her and help her choose a few articles of clothing. Just as we are walking back into the room for her to change we hear the doorbell and she lets out a sigh and a few more select words targeted at the pixie behind the door. I offer to let her get dressed while I go let answer the door, and she agrees.
I didn't think about what I was going to say to Alice when she saw me, but oh well, here goes nothing!