Night one for another couple. Mature Content. Not my characters, just playing with them. Hope you like it.

Chapter 4.

Apov.

After sending Bella and Edward off for a romantic night, I set out her pjs. It was going to be an interesting night in this room. I giggled to myself and set off on my way to my own romantic night with my husband.

We were walking hand in hand thru one of the many walking parks in the city. It was beautiful, flowers and statues everywhere. It was a cloudy twilight. Everything was perfect. I was with my husband, in the city of love, and my plans were going right. I giggled as I got vision of Edwards face as Bella exited the bathroom.

"What did you see?" Jasper asked pulling me down to sit beside him on the grass. He wrapped me in his strong arms. I sighed contently. I would never get enough of being in his arms. Even without his power, Jasper was able to calm and relax me like no one else. Being in his arms was better than shopping.

"Nothing important; just Edward's response to Bella new sleep wear." Is said giggling again. It was just too funny. He raised an eyebrow at my statement. "Our shopping trip before we left was to Fredrick's. We each got some new stuff." I smiled as a devilish smile grew across his face. He always liked when I went there. It tended to end in another trip to replace the things he ripped. "I really like the stuff I got. You better not rip it mister." I said in my sternest voice. He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"I'll try my best, but you know I can't control myself when you wear stuff like that." He said kissing down my neck. I smiled as he said this. I knew it was true, which is why I chose what I did. Jasper and I have a physical relationship to rival Emmett and Rosalie; we are just more discrete about it. With our powers we were able to communicate and express our needs and desires in way that others couldn't see. There is a passion in our relationship that doesn't show; Edward knew only because of his 'talent' but never said anything about it. The family thought he left because of Rose and Emmett, but it was jasper and I that drove him to seek a haven.

I smiled at the thought, pulling jasper away from my neck and kissed him. Our kisses were very passionate, even if they were short. A low, deep growl escaped his chest; he picked me up into his arms and walked back to our hotel. I pulled away from him, only long enough to make it thru the lobby. I locked my eyes with him, so he would only notice me, not the humans scattered about. We made over to the elevator, where he pulled me back into his hungry arms and kissed me with even more passion then he had in the park. When the doors opened, he walked us to our room, without breaking the kiss. I slid the keycard into the lock, and open the door. In the blink of an eye, he had us in the room, and my back pressed us against the door. I giggled at his inpatients, as he pulled my dress over my head. He sucked in an unneeded breath as he saw the soft pink satin halter nightie. It was something he always liked, seeing me in pink drove him wild. I never could figure out why, and I really didn't care. I laughed as I went from the door to the bed in a split second.

I smiled and flipped him over so that I was now straddling his slender, muscled waist. I unbuttoned his shirt as fast as I could manage and kissed all his scars. He was self-conscious about them, I loved them, and he was extra sensitive to my touch where ever he had a scar. I kissed by way down his muscled marble chest to the top of his pants. I slowly unbuttoned them and slid my small hand into his pants. He had never gotten used to wearing underwear. It was something that vampires didn't need to do, and having been born in an era when it was thought unnecessary. I love that he didn't it made it easier to tease him, and turn him on. As I took him in my hand, he moaned and squirmed at my touch. He didn't like being pleased before I was, but it was his turn to let go first. I stroked at his manhood until I felt him lose control. He shock all over and moaned my name loudly until he came back to his senses.

I smiled triumphantly as he flipped me over, and kissed me where ever he could reach. He was lost in pleasure as he pulled at the fabric of my nightie. I squealed as he ripped the offending fabric from my body and kissed me from head to toe. I tried to show him I was upset that he had ripped another nightie, but couldn't keep the scowl on my face as he kissed his way my thighs. I moaned as he pushed my legs open and continued to kiss higher up my legs. When he got to the thong that came with the nightie, he ripped that as well, and slid is tongue into my center. I moaned and wrapped my legs around him, he knew exactly where to touch, and could feel what he was doing to me. I exploded as he had earlier, moaning his name.

I regained control over my limbs and senses to find that he was kissing up my body and positioning himself at my opening. I shifted and he entered me. We both moaned at the ecstasy that was created at our joining. We moved slowly, mouths joined, until we both climaxed again. Both of us panting, as we pulled away from each other's mouth. We collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs, and just laid there for the rest of the night, watching and loving each other.

Epov.

Being in a hotel full of horny people and being able to hear their thoughts while lying in bed next to my half naked fiancé is pure torture. She looked so beautiful lying there in her new night clothes, though there wasn't really much to them. The shorts she had donned barely covered her perfectly round firm behind. I wanted so bad to just reach out and touch it, to gently spank her for wearing such a thing when I was trying to keep our virtues intact.

My body stiffened as she moaned my name in her sleep. What I wouldn't give to be able to see and hear her thoughts; to know if she really wanted me as much as I wanted her. I wanted to wake her up and ask her what I was doing in her dreams to make her moan like that. I wanted to make her moan like that while she was awake; to be everything she wanted. I groaned at my thoughts, I needed to control myself. However, she moaned again and rubbed her tight behind into my growing arousal. I pulled that part of my body away from her.

She honestly has no idea what she does to me. She is so innocent, and that is one of the things that draws me to her, makes me want to steal her innocents and replace them with very dirty and inappropriate things; things that should only be shared between a man and his wife. Once again I realize how appalling my thoughts are. Bella would want nothing to do with me if she knew the things I wanted to do to her.

She turned over in my arms and pressed her warm body into mine, leaving no space between us. I froze when she moaned. Was response purely due to her dream, or was it because she was now in contact with my arousal? Could she really want to be intimate as much as I did? What would happen if I gave in? Would she hate me if I stole both our virtues before we were married? I pulled away so she could no longer feel that part of my body, and she whimpered in her sleep. I shifted back and she moaned again.

"Oh my" I whispered, unable to stop myself from voicing my wonder at her response to the contact. Without my consent, my body curled closer to her, and she snuggled in closer, pressing more of herself into me. She kept wiggling around; in doing so I caught the scent of her arousal. I stiffened and stopped breathing. This was going to be a test of my will. I want to give in so badly, to be able to lose myself in the pleasure she caused, but it could hurt her, and that was something I can't let happen. I have to stay in control of myself, for both of us.

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Bunny