Only At Night

Chapter 3

The Weekend

I awoke in the dark room with only the glow of an alarm clock indicating that it was 10:38 in the morning. I knew exactly where I was, but not exactly why. I have never stayed longer than the morning. At worst, I was gone within moments of bolting out of bed and typically it was at some entirely unreasonable wee hour of the morning. Never had I awoken alone in the bed. I could still grab my clothes and bail despite what I foolishly agreed to last night. I crawled out of bed and walked over to the bathroom closing the door before flipping on the light. I froze in my tracks. On the counter there were a fresh towel, wash cloth, toothbrush, toothpaste, brush, and comb all in new packaging bearing the hotel's name. A piece of hotel stationary laid folded on top of the neat pile of essentials. Mornin'. That was it, nothing more than the simple word. I washed up and took care of my business, combed and brushed out my long chestnut hair. I took a while to work out the rat's nest from the previous night's activities, giving up before the task was complete. Why the hell did I agree to a weekend, naked no less. Stupid. I needed to find my clothes and get out before he returned. I returned to the bedroom in search of my clothes. They were not on the floor where I had left them, they weren't on the table; they were not in the room. What the hell? I went to the living room expecting to find Jasper instead I discovered the dining room table set out for a small banquet adorned with fruit, muffins, cereals, carafes of coffee and juices and two place settings. No Jasper. He wasn't in the Living Room. I wandered to the kitchen, no Jasper. In the foyer my purse and the room key still laid on the table where they had been discarded the night before. I heard faint talking coming from the room off the Living Room. Slowly I walked closer; Jasper was talking; rescheduling a flight for Sunday night. Shit. I tapped lightly on the door.

"Come in."

Opening the door not knowing what to expect, an aggravated Jasper on the phone stood in front of a desk, computer running, books, papers scattered all over the top, stark naked. As I entered from the doorway into the room Jasper looked up and smiled, his entire face warmed. He walked over and kissed the top of my head and again taking me by the hand he led me to the dining table, held out the chair, still listening intently to the voice on the other end of the phone. As I sat he poured coffee for both of us. Picking up a strawberry Jasper held it up to me and raised his eyebrows questioning. I nodded and he fed the strawberry to me. Jasper continued to feed me small bites of fruit and pieces of muffin. Finally Jasper spoke into the phone, "Fine, Monday morning 6 am, send the details. Bye."

At last Jasper sat down next to me popping a piece of muffin into his mouth followed by a swig of coffee. He changed his damn flight, how could I bail now? What am I going to talk to him about all day? Damn it, this is why I don't do this. I was still thinking when he got up and reached to the bar retrieving the newspaper. Taking a section he offered me the rest of the paper. So we sat, stark naked at the dining room table reading the paper, silently, exchanging sections for the next hour. The silence was comfortable; it wasn't awkward which surprised me. The silence was finally broken with one word. "Shower?"

"Uhhuh."

"Start, I have one more phone call to make." He said, leading me by the hand to the bathroom he lit the candle and turned out the lights. "You seem to like the dark."

I climbed into the shower and regulated the temperature letting the water wash away the guilt and loneliness of another night in the arms of a stranger. Jasper wasn't like all the others, I couldn't put my finger on it, but I was more comfortable with him. I hadn't heard him come back into the bathroom when I felt him climb into the shower behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back into his chest just holding me for several minutes. As he started planting little kisses on my neck he whispered into my ear, "is it what you want?"

"Yes."

"Is it all you want?"

"Yes." I didn't need to think about the answer, it was all I was capable of.

Jasper washed my hair and conditioned it combing out the remaining knots and tangles and covered my body with delicious kisses followed by another round of mind blowing sex. My legs ached and my head was spinning.

Turning off the water Jasper lifted me up and carried me into the bedroom. He laid me down on the bed and told me to roll over onto my stomach. I complied while he went back into the bathroom returning with a bottle of oil. Starting with my feet Jasper's strong hands massaged working his way up my body. Lingering on my thighs he rubbed out the sore muscles and licked at my ass, adding fresh marks with his little bites as he worked his way up to my back. The tension melted away and I learned that I loved his hands all over my body in such intimate ways. He was tender and firm, caressing and rubbing. He seemed to know exactly what every muscle in my aching body needed. I hadn't even realized the need existed, yet he perfectly addressed it. I moaned in appreciation and satisfaction and occasionally he would let out the sexiest chuckle.

He didn't talk, didn't pry, he didn't ask questions. We lay in bed watching each other, sharing intimate kisses. I studied every curve of his body, the muscles of his arms, the peaks of his chest, the tight hard muscular stomach, his exquisite cock, and my absolute favorite part of my cowboy, the sensual lean, strong thighs and ass. I wanted to memorize every piece of him to fantasize about later. I had the distinct notion that I would be visualizing him during sex for months to come. I needed to capture the image and hold it tight.

"I'll order dinner in, do you like Thai?"

"Yeah, that would be great." I realized then that I was actually getting hungry. Once again he anticipated my needs before I was even aware of them.

Leaning over he picked up the bedside table phone and pushed a button. The concierge must have recommended a Thai place that delivered and Jasper placed his hand over the mouth piece and asked if it was acceptable. It was my favorite Thai restaurant, I nodded and smiled and said Chicken Basil, and Red Coconut Curry. Jasper added a couple additional selections, two Thai Iced Coffees and asked them to bring it up and set it in the Foyer when it arrived.

"Ready for a drink darlin'?"

"Sure, I'll fix them." I felt myself wanting to do something for him.

"Let's do it together." Standing he walked over to my side of the bed and kissed the top of my head and scooped me up, cradling me into his arms and walked us to the bar. He sat me on top of the bar and snuggled between my legs stroking my thighs with his hands. Tickling the sensitive skin on the inside of my legs, he leaned in and kissed me deepening the kiss moments later. His fingers flicked on my swollen clit and traced my entrance, sending me into varying degrees of arousal until I was surely dripping on the bar.

Pushing me back so that I was lying with my head hung over the other side of the bar looking at an upside down living room Jasper climbed up the sink counter and aligned himself with me. "You ok darlin', do you want this?"

"Yes, I want it."

He slid into me and pumped slowly. I felt cold liquid on my stomach and shuddered.

"Easy, baby, it's just that drink you promised me." Cowboy leaned over my quivering stomach and sucked the liquid out of my belly button and licked the remainder of the shot from my skin.

"Mmmm, that tastes so much better when you serve it." Hmm that sexy hot southern drawl dripped off his tongue.

He quickened his pace and I felt another shot pouring onto my belly followed by his tongue and lips kissing it off.

His pace quickened again and he held my hips to him to keep me from flying off the other side of the bar. I wrapped my legs around his waist and raised my hips giving him deeper access and I heard the door to the suite open. I stiffened; he didn't stop. The foyer was just out of my line of sight and I prayed that who ever it was would not walk any further into the room. The tightening of my body made him quiver and shake and I could feel his release as he sped the pace to a frantic level. It made me so hot knowing there was someone less than 30 feet from us, in the same room, just out of our sight, and coupled with the fact that cowboy was not the slightest bit fazed, I came violently against the bar and his cock squeezing tight to ride it out.

The door closed and I moaned and cried out, "Oh god, Jasper."

He slipped out and pulled me up to a sitting position atop the bar. I don't know if it was the blood rushing from my head or the fact that it was probably the twenty-third orgasm in two days but I fell forward onto his shoulder collapsing. He chuckled and said "if you keep this up, there'll be no more shots." I laughed; an honest to goodness heartfelt laugh.

He picked me back up and carried me to the bed depositing me there.

"Let me go get the food."

Jasper returned with the food, the coffees, the whiskey and glasses. I sat up in the bed and smoothed out the sheets realizing we were going to be picnicking in the bed. Jasper turned on some music while I opened the food containers and poured two shots.

We downed the shots and Jasper began feeding me. "I love to feed you darlin', please?"

"Hmm, hmm." I replied greedily taking each bite sucking his fingers whenever he put them close enough to my mouth to catch them. I took turns feeding him too and took advantage of his hot little mouth wrapping noodles around my finger and sliding it whole past his lips letting him suck it off. He moaned for me and wagged his eyebrows up and down teasing me. The food foreplay was making us both hot again and no sooner than we finished half the food I pulled Jasper to the floor on top of me. I couldn't wait long enough to clear the bed so it seemed like the next best thing. I wanted to pleasure him the way he had pleasured me the past day and night. I rolled on top of him and climbed down his legs teasing his cock with my tongue, licking up one side of the shaft and down the other. I cupped his balls and gently squeezed. Suddenly Jasper pulled me up and switched positions with me.

"No, darlin', this weekend is all about you." He proceeded to bring me to orgasm number twenty four with nothing more than his fingers. When I finally stopped trying to pull the carpeting out of the floor he gently helped me back up and to the bed.

"Still hungry?"

"No, I'm done with the food." I was still hungry for him however. I was starting to wonder if and when I'd have had enough of him.

He smiled and started packing away the containers. I helped him bring the leftovers to the kitchen and stack them into the refrigerator for later. I washed the few dishes and silverware that we never used and flicked soap bubbles at him; he laughed and hit me with the towel. I hadn't been so comfortable with another human being in ages. I began to realize that I was completely comfortable, stark naked, walking around the hotel suite with a stranger. My brain was telling me that I should be feeling vulnerable, exposed, uncomfortable, but the truth of the matter was, I didn't. I felt strong and confident and completely comfortable.

I went and lay down, feeling sleepy from the food and the exertion. I fell asleep in his arms. I dozed on and off for awhile still feeling Jasper running his fingers through my hair. When I finally woke, he was still lying next to me reading a book. I looked up at him and watched him read. I liked the way his eyes scanned the pages and his focus so intent. He began reading aloud and I snuggled closer into his side listening intently to a story about a young southern major in the civil war who rose through the ranks of the military and then simply disappeared. Surprisingly, I hung on his every word. He ended a chapter and closed the book, lying it down on the floor next to him. He leaned over and poured two shots, holding one out to me.

"1, 2, 3, its all about you darlin'."

I barely remembered drifting off to sleep for the evening but woke up to coffee wafting under my nose.

"Mornin' beautiful."

"God, you are spoiling me."

"That was the plan darlin', go ahead and shower if you want, I need to make a few more calls."

"Ok."

I watched his fine tight little ass walk back out the door shutting it behind him. Wondering how the hell this weekend happened. I shook my head deciding it didn't matter how, just as long as it did. I admitted to myself getting up and walking into the bathroom that I had really needed this. I showered and brushed my teeth and dried my hair, noticing that I was smiling. I hadn't seen a genuine smile in far too long.

Walking out into the Living Room Jasper was pacing the room, phone to his ear, listening more than talking and still gloriously naked. The smile returned. I went to retrieve my cell phone from my purse and realized I had four messages. Who the hell was calling me at midnight on a Saturday night and again at 5 am on a Sunday? Emmett. Oh shit, I realized that I didn't make it to the bar and didn't text him that I was ok. He and Mike were probably worried sick. I was going to be in trouble. I quickly hit the number '1' and waited for Emmett to pick up. It didn't even take the second ring before I heard him,

"Bella, damn it, are you ok."

"Yes, Emmett, I'm fine, I'm sorry, I should have called you."

"What the fuck Bella? Your car is still sitting in front of the bar, I drove by your house, Mike and I have been worried sick. Where the hell are you? Do you need us to come get you?"

"Em, slow down. I am fine; I'll be by later today to pick up my car. I'm sorry I worried you."

"Did he hurt you?"

"What? No. Emmett, nothing is wrong, I am fine. I'll talk to you later. Thank you, for watching out for me and for worrying, I promise I won't do that to you again. I better call Mike too."

"Don't bother he's right here." I heard the phone being passed and mumbling in the background.

"Bella, are you ok?"

"Yes Mike, I'm fine, I'll talk to you later, I'm sorry for not calling."

"Bella, as long as you are ok, nothing else matters."

"Thank you, bye."

"Bye." Mike hung up and I stared at the phone, a tear rolling down my cheek.

Jasper pulled me into his arms and took the phone, closing it and placing it on the table. Kissing the top of my head, comforting me, "ohh, it's ok darlin', they were just worried about you. They are not mad at you. I am glad that you have them." He held me there while my tears turned to sobs, I felt him carrying me back to the bed and lying by my side just holding me while I cried until I had no more tears left. I cried for being such a fool, I cried out of loneliness, I cried over lost love and empty nights. I cried knowing I would never see him again.

He let me cry, didn't try to make me stop, didn't run away or tell me it was senseless, all he said was 'let it out baby' and he held me. When I finally felt up to getting up, he let go and kissed my head. He wiped my tears with a cool wet cloth and waited while I used the restroom.

"I'm sorry." I felt terrible.

"Don't be sorry darlin', I'm glad I could be here for you."

"Thank you."

I went to the kitchen for a bottle of water and noticed the dry cleaning bag in the foyer with my clothes. He had my clothes cleaned. I stood staring at the bag when he walked up behind me and asked when I needed to leave.

I knew his flight out wasn't until the morning so I fought the urge to flee and said that I could stay awhile longer if he wanted.

"Well, it is Sunday and there is a beautiful temple I need to worship." Kissing my shoulders he added "the service starts like this…."

I relished in his worship the rest of the afternoon and into the evening before finally both dressing. At his insistence he took the cab back to the bar with me and we went in for a parting drink. I think he wanted Emmett to know that he took good care of me and that I was ok. I wondered a bit whether he thought his presence would make Emmett relax and keep him from scolding me.

Emmett shook his hand and kissed my cheek and pulled me into a hug. Sunday's were Mike's day off and Emmett worked alone at the bar. Jasper bought us a round of shots and all three of us toasted, "1, 2, 3, fuck it" and downed the shots. Jasper walked me to my car, kissed the top of my head and climbed into a cab and drove off. I pulled out onto the street and headed for home happier than I had been in a long time, knowing it was the most magical weekend of my life.

Monday was torture. Jay was a pain in my ass, flirting shamelessly. I was unprepared for class as I never opened a book the entire weekend. I got called on and had no idea what the hell the case was about and had to admit it in front of the entire class. The professor looked annoyed and I felt like an idiot. Worse, I couldn't stop thinking about Jasper. The more I thought about the weekend the more I realized I had no idea who he was. We never exchanged last names, phone numbers, emails, nothing. We never even said goodbye. He gave me everything I needed and asked for nothing in return. Maybe that was what he needed, maybe he did this all the time, maybe it wasn't that special to him. It was to me, it was special, he made me feel special, cared for. He was so wonderful, he didn't push, and he didn't pressure me. I thought in disbelief at how comfortable it was. Why had I done it? I may never know, but it just felt right.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, remember reviews are not just love they are Jasper's point of view and orgasms for Bella.