I am so sorry my faithful friends. I have now become one of those writers that I complain about. You know the ones that take foooorever to update. I have no excuse, except to say it's been so damn hot here in Nashville that I've been tired and grumpy for a very long time now and all of my friends have stoped talking to me. Including the ones in my head. lol.

So here it is. Sorry it's a tad short, but I thought I better get something out here before ya'll forgot about me.

And even after all this time I still don't own them. Wish so very much I did because then I could afford to keep the air conditioner turned down to 65.

Chap 10

A soft moan escapes me lips as I begin gently rocking my hips. I can feel Jasper growing harder inside me. I place my hands on his wide shoulders for leverage as I increase the rhythm. His hands gently move over my body from my hips up my rib cage to cup my aching breasts. He runs his calloused finger tips across the sensitive peaks. I moan again, louder this time. He smiles that heart breaking smile of his and one hand reaches up behind my neck and pulls me toward him.

Our hungry lips meet and his velvety tongue slides into my mouth. Remembering how much he enjoyed it last time, I suck hungrily on his thick appendage as I bear down on his other thicker appendage taking him in as deep as possible. He growls deep in his chest and his hands glide down my back to squeeze my ass and pull me closer as he matches his upward thrusts to my downward motion.

I notice his hat sitting on the floor next to the bed. I scoop it up and put it on my head. Sitting up and arching my back I rest one hand behind me on his thigh and letting my head fall back I hold his hat on my head with the other as I ride my incredibly sexy amazingly well endowed cowboy. His wondering hands move to my front, I love the way that his strong calloused fingers feel as they burn a path over my soft skin sending tremors zinging through my body where ever he touches me. I'm in awe of the effect he has on my body. All those years I was afraid I might be frigid then along comes this magnificent man and with one sexy smile he blew that theory out of the water. I had wanted him with a desperate need the second I laid eyes on him. Even before that, the second I heard that silky whiskey voice in my ear, I had to have him.

"Hey cowgirl, these lips of mine are getting real lonely'" He drawls as if confirming it was his sexy voice that first captured my heart.

"Well cowboy, we certainly can't have that. Now can we?" I purr leaning down to meet his succulent lips.

"No ma'am!" Jasper answers with a chuckle against my lips. He deepens our kiss then, grabbing his hat off my head and putting it on his own, he flips us so I'm pinned under his large hard body.

He's so damn sexy hovering over me with that cowboy hat on his head and that wicked smirk on his delicious mouth I'm no longer capable of conscious thought so I let my body do what it wants.

My legs wrap around his hips. His reaches his hands back to grab my ankles and pull my legs higher so my feet are at the middle of his back. Then his hands move up my legs to my knees. He pushes my knees out and down, opening me completely to him. Grabbing a pillow he positions it under me, pushing my pelvis upward. Supporting his weight on his arms Jasper rises above me and begins thrusting. Deep, hard, and fast. A surprised gasp escapes my lips. With each thrust he hits my sweet spot. Holy Christ, I didn't even realize I had one. If I didn't already love Jasper, I would certainly fall for him now. Suddenly everything explodes and my entire body spasms. Then everything goes dark.

My first coherent thought is, fucker made me swoon again and then I realize this is the first time I have ever had more than one orgasm on the same night. Then I realize I'm gasping his name. It's the only word my brain will send to my mouth, so I just keep saying it over and over louder with each thrust. Incredibly after the most mind blowing orgasm of my entire life he's still going strong. My little Energizer Bunny. Well not so little I correct myself feeling him thrust into me. He repositions my legs so they are now draped over his forearms and he grasps my hips driving his erection into me deeper than I ever thought possible. I'm on the verge of release again and I want him to go with me this time.

I lightly drag my nails down his tantalizing chest to his firm stomach. Tracing the the valleys and ridges of his mouth watering abs. All of his muscles tense so I know he's close as well, raising up I wrap one arm around his straining neck, leaving the other to enjoy the topography of his lower body. I tease his small hard nipple with my tongue. The tortured groan he releases assures me we will come together this time. I move my wet hot tongue across his chest to his other nipple. I smile when I realize he was now gasping my name over and over. I trace the line of one of his scares with my tongue. I can feel him tense and freeze for a moment. I want to ask him about the scares, but he starts moving again and my mind turns back to the sole task of giving him pleasure. I wrap my free hand around his back pulling myself closer to him so I can follow the path the scare makes up his chest and around his shoulder. Here it intersects with another that runs across his clavicle. I kiss my way along the new path. I can feel his arms trembling against the back of my legs. I pull down on him and repositioning his arms he lowers his body to mine. He's big and heavy, but I love the feeling of his body on mine. He buries his hands in my hair pulling gently. My legs go around hips again as with one final thrust he sends me over the edge again, my entire body clamps down on his and he explodes deep inside of me my name on his honeyed lips.

For a moment I'm completely crushed under his weight. I can't catch my breath, but all I can think is what a way to go. Before I can pass out from lack of oxygen he rolls on to his back taking me with him so I am now draped over the top of him. I lay my head on his chest and listen to the sound of his rapid heart beat. I trace one of his scars down his chest with my finger trying to decide how to ask about them. Remembering him offering to turn of the lights earlier, it's obvious someone in the past has made him self-conscious about his scars in such an intimate setting. What a stupid bitch she must have been to give this beautiful man even a moment of self doubt. My finger changes course following a larger jagged scar around his side.

We need to find out who she is and go slap the crap out of the dumb cow, pixie grumbles. I can think of a few ways to pry the information out of him that naughty little pixie in my head suggests eyeing Jasper's sexy body. I swear I can even hear her licking her lips in my head.

"Car bomb." Jasper says, interrupting my inner rant

"What?" I ask confused because I was to busy planning my revenge on some unknown rival in my head to catch what he said.

"The scar you were touching. It was from a car bomb." He covered my small hand with his.

"Iraq or Afghanistan?" I ask guessing at the two most obvious.

"Northern Ireland actually. I can't tell you exactly where because officially we were never there."

"And this one?" I ask using my other hand to trace the long this scare that runs up his chest and hooks around his shoulder.

"Egypt. There was a scythe involved." He covers this hand with his also.

"A what?" My surprised eyes meet his.

"A scythe. It's a long curved..."

"I know what a scythe is." I interrupt. "I guess I just didn't realize they were still a weapon of choice in this day and age."

"You'd be surprised what scared and desperate people will use as weapons." Jasper's eyes take on a slightly haunted look and his smile is a bit sad.

"I can't even imagine the horrors you've experienced." I shutter and he wraps his arm around me. "I know you can't really tell me anything. You were a SEAL right?"

"Yes, how did you know?" He sounds surprised. I stroke the tattoo on his forearm."Oh, of course." He laughs." Em told me your dad was a SEAL." I couldn't help but notice he changed the focus from himself to my dad.

"He was. He was killed when we were very young and mom kinda lost it and got rid of everything that remotely reminded her of him. But gran told us lots of stories about him and she gave us a box full of his stuff one Christmas. Old pictures and things. He had almost the exact same tattoo on his forearm. Em claims to remember him." I know I was kinda babbling, but I get very emotional when I think of my father.

"You don't believe him?" Jasper asks me.

"I don't know. According to our mother he was never around much anyway and then he was killed. We were so young when he died. I was just four. Em was almost six, so maybe he does remember a little. I know I don't remember him at all. I wish I did." I lay my head on Jasper's chest and just listen to the sound of his strong heart beat. "Em and I have tracked down and talked to some of men that were on his team and by all accounts he was an amazing, brave, and dedicated man. Of course they couldn't tell us much, but they did say none of them would be here if it weren't for our dad. The man they talk about with such reverence just doesn't seem like the same man mom talks about with such disdain."

"Well I can tell you from personal experience that he probably was a different person with his team than when he was home with his family. I am a totally different person now than I was a year ago. Before I was discharged." Jasper strokes my hair and is silent for a moment. Lost in thought. "Emmett doesn't really mention your mom. Why?"

"Oh no you are not changing the subject again." I say sternly, but with a smile so he knows I'm joking.

"I don't really like talking about myself, besides there's not much I can tell you. I mean I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you" It was his turn to pretend at seriousness. We both laughed. His beautiful smile never fails to make my heart stutter.

"I don't need details. I just want to know about you." My eyes plead with him to confide in me.

"I want to know about you too." He counters.

"How about this. Tonight you answer all my questions to the extent that you are allowed with out risking national security and tomorrow night I promise I'll answer any question you throw at me." I sit up and put my hand out to shake on it.

He stares at my hand for a moment and has a very thoughtful expression on his face. Then he smiles a very naughty smile and shakes my hand. Oh, crap girl now you've done it pixie laughs.

"So what do you want to know?" He asks sitting up also, tucking the scattered pillows behind his back.

And if you were Alice what would you ask? I'm a little stuck here so suggestions would be greatly appreciated. I'll try to get another chap cranked out before Sunday. But there really is no method to my madness. I just make this up as I go so you just never know.

Oh and also to everyone that has reviewed, added and fav'd thank you so much you do not know how much i appreciate it. I'll try so very hard to be more expedient with my updates in the future.