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AN: Chapter 26 is here a little early because

1. We love you

2. Kitty is tired and wanted to go to bed

3. Kitty refused to go to bed without giving boo and kaia their fix.

4. We're hoping you won't yell so loudly because it's a wee bit earlier than normal.

Bella POV

I smiled as I dressed. These last few weeks have been…interesting. Great, but interesting.

First of all, Edward isn't allowed in my bed unless I ask him. But truthfully? I ask him most every night. I love the fact that I have to allow it. However, I don't sleep well without him next to me.

Next, Jasper and I were going on "dates" like the one we were going on tonight. That in and of itself was different. And exciting. All the thrill of cheating, without actually doing so. I also had a date night with Edward, on Wednesdays after his personal therapy time with Jasper. That was terrific. He had taken me out to eat and we'd walked along past a dance studio. I had always been in love with the Latin music and I saw they were just starting a Salsa dancing class on Thursday nights. Edward had called right then and there and signed us up. True, I kind of sucked at it, but Edward was being so patient with me, teaching me all the moves, it was really making me see what a wonderful man he actually was.

I sighed. That led me to the next big change in my life; Edward and I were actually communicating. We sat down every night and talked, really talked, about everything. Well, everything except Jasper. It seemed as though him and his relationship with either of us was somewhat taboo. But everything else…from where we wanted our lives to go, to our dreams, to our fantasies…he was shocked by some of mine. Well, I read a lot of romance books, some were really racy…and I liked the idea of some of them. That was when he got the idea to read them, together, and then "act out" some of my favorites. And oh, my God, did he ever deliver…our sex life had never been better.

I think it would shock most people that I a) wanted the man fucking my husband, and b) let said man fuck my husband in the first place. And I probably would have been one of them…if not for the fact of Rosalie and Emmett. Ever since she told me about their relationship and their marriage, my mind has been more than a little open to the concept of sharing, polyamory, bisexuality and the like…I smiled. My dad would have a heart attack if he knew, but then, well, my mom had always been somewhat open minded. Not that I think she'd…God, I didn't even want to think of my mother having sex…that was just…ugh. Though, thoughts of Carlisle and Esme having sex have never bothered me. Maybe it was because Carlisle was such a beautiful man…he and his sons were more than a little gorgeous.

I blinked. No more thoughts about Daddy Hot Bitch, Bella. Bad girl. I was as bad as all those nurses drooling over him. But it was somewhat…disconcerting having a father in law that looked like that.

My thoughts traveled back to Edward…and the man I was going to see tonight. Jasper and Edward's…sessions seemed to be going well. I hadn't been thrilled when Edward left with Jasper after our first group therapy session. I was horny as hell after watching them kiss. When Jasper told Edward to "greet his master" I almost came at the tone of his voice. It dropped lower, husky; with that southern timbre to it…I shivered just thinking about it. And watching them…oh hell…I couldn't help but to touch myself. I wanted in on that, damn it! Why? Why wasn't I?

No, Bella, you said you were going to act like a grown up, not a child stomping her foot. But I wanted to, oh how I wanted to. Jasper told me I needed to see a female therapist to "learn to assert myself" and I hated to admit that it had helped me, and I'd only seen her once. She told me a few techniques, and told me to not just bow down to everything and everyone, that I didn't have to please everyone. That was one lesson that was easier said than done. I was an only child, and typically, only children tend to over-compensate in the pleasing people department.

I had come to a few decisions about myself as well. First, I was a smart, semi-independent woman. And as such, I needed to start acting like it. Edward didn't want or need a sheep for a wife. Second, if two men were going to pursue me, then damn it, I was going to dress the part. So, without telling her why I wanted it, I went to Rosalie and asked her to help me find some more flattering clothes and give me a small makeover. She had jumped at the chance, and now, after only a week, I'd noticed that quite a few men were looking at me as I walked the halls of the hospital. And it felt good, really good to realize that I wasn't just Edward's wife, I was a woman, one that got a second look. Even…dare I say it? Was desirable?

I sighed as I heard Jasper's car drive up into our driveway. I was a woman, yes, I was becoming assertive, certainly, however, I was still meek, mild, shy Bella. And this Bella was still somewhat hurt. I had been deceived, by my husband and also by a man I had become to think of as a friend. And that was something they would both have to make up to me. I wasn't stupid. I realized we all had some issues to work through. I just didn't see why we couldn't work through them after I'd had sex with Jasper. I didn't see what their problem was. And if it were Edward that was telling Jasper no, I would be more than a little bit pissed.

I dashed down the stairs, smoothing down my crème colored jacket that covered the short burgundy dress I wore. It was somewhat form fitting, shorter than I used to wear, showing off my legs, and it, along with my three inch heels accentuated one of my greatest assets. Even I knew I had good legs.

I smiled at the sight before me. "Jasper," I said, somewhat breathlessly.

His eyes roamed over me somewhat hungrily. Hmmm…maybe tonight I'll break his resolve. I had wanted him from the first time I'd seen him. He had treated me with respect, with kindness, and had looked at me with that look, the one that clearly said, yes, I know you're forbidden fruit, but I sure would love a taste… "Bella, you look exquisite." He handed me a single rose, a coral one.

I smiled, wondering if Jasper knew that coral was the color of desire, but figuring he did know that, I accepted it, sniffing it. "It's lovely."

"It pales in comparison to you, darlin'."

I felt my blush heat my face and willed it to go away before I looked up into his eyes. "Ready?" He asked.

I nodded and took his arm as he led me to the car. I was for once, glad that Edward had agreed to work today as well as last Sunday afternoon. How confusing would it be to have a man pick you up on a date when your husband was home? The thought made me giggle.

"Something funny, sugar?" He asked as we made our way to his house.

I shook my head. "No, something just popped into my head."

His hand traveled to mine and he squeezed it. "Share."

How can anyone keep anything from him, I wondered. "I, um, I just wondered how confusing it would be to have you pick me up for a date when Edward was home."

He shook his head. "Darlin', you'd better get used to that. Edward too, for that matter. You do want to be with me, as he is, correct?"

I held in the shiver, but only just. "Yes," I whispered.

He smiled. "Do you not think Edward will be there watching us?"

My mouth fell open. Of all the times I'd thought of watching the two of them the thought of me being with Jasper while Edward watched hadn't occurred to me. I snapped my mouth shut and swallowed hard.

Jasper chuckled and turned on the radio to some light, soothing music for the remainder of the drive. When we arrived at his house, I stepped out of the car, looking this way and that for signs of James. There was just something about him that was creepy. He looked at me like I was a piece of meat and he was a rabid dog or something. I tried to shake off the feeling, but I was terribly thankful he wasn't around.

Jasper instructed me to leave my jacket inside and then he led me out to the dock where a beautiful table was set for us. I watched, transfixed as he wheeled a tray out with us and he had to swat my hand away more than once as I tried to peek at what was hiding beneath the silver domes. I smiled when he pulled out my chair. It was so odd, to be treated this way by someone other than Edward. I couldn't quite help the sigh as Jasper kissed my hand before serving our dinner.

He had made shrimp fried rice. It was delicious with a slight Thai curry edge to it. He also had fresh rolls, and had a slightly chilled bottle of plum wine to enjoy with our meal.

"This is fantastic, Jasper." I said. He was quite gifted in the kitchen. Poor Edward could barely boil water without burning it. And yes, that was, in fact, possible. He had destroyed one of my nice pots trying to 'help' once when we were first married. Hmm, perhaps that was part of our problem. Instead of me teaching him how to cook and what to do, I'd just assumed all the duties. Now I did all the cooking and all the cleaning, effectively becoming a servant, a housemaid, a sexual outlet rather than a wife, a partner. Oh yes, changes were on the wind around our house.

While I was off in la-la land, Jasper had pulled out his PDA and made a note in it. "Bella, for our next date, I want to take you to a cooking lesson. Your food is amazing, so please don't think I'm saying anything about you needing an improvement. I think that with your passion for food, taking a class on a different cuisine or technique would be enjoyable. It would be fun for me to take a class with you."

"Just you and me?" I asked in surprise. Wow. Whatever did I do to become this lucky? Between dance lessons with Edward and cooking lessons with Jasper, I'm afraid I may become spoiled.

He polished off the last of his wine and smiled at me over the glass. "Yes, darlin'. Just you, me, and the rest of our classmates. After, we can come back here and practice in my kitchen together. I know that there is a French desserts class coming up. If you want, I can try to pull some strings and get us in."

I couldn't help the shriek as I grabbed for his hand. "Damn, as if the trifle wasn't enough, think of what we can do with Crème Brule…"

"What did you say, darlin'?" He asked me.

Oh crap, did I say that out loud? I'm sure I turned bright red. "Nothing," I mumbled.

He lifted my arm, slightly tugging me around the table and then he sat me down in his lap. "So, Bella, am I as awful as you expected?"

I shook my head before burying my face in his neck. He smelled so good. I wanted to lick along that jaw line, up and down, under his shirt to tease his nipple. I felt him laugh lightly and felt something else…something that made me want to groan as it poked into me. I tried to move against it but he stopped my movements by putting his hands on my hips.

He leaned back. "Not yet, sugar. I promised Edward some time and you owe it to yourself and to me, not to rush into intimacy just because you're upset. I understand your feelings and have apologized for not ensuring that you were in the loop and having your needs met - all of your needs, not just sexual ones."

Rejected. Again. You knew you weren't good enough for either of them. They're just stringing you along…just placating you while they fuck one another. How much longer will they play with you before they both just up and leave?

I tried to get up, to move off of him but he kept me still on his lap. "No. We're going to talk about this or you will not move past the anger. I agreed to take on Edward as my patient because I have first hand experience with his PTSD and guilt. My treatment plan with him did not become more than strictly therapy until several visits in and he had his breakdown. I was not aware of the lack of open communication between the two of you. Your visits with me prior to Edward becoming my patient did not give me that impression."

Yeah. I did go see Jasper first. My OB/GYN had some concerns over how I felt about how Renee raised me versus how I was feeling about being able to be a mother in the first place. I had found it strange that I would be going to a man for what I'd dubbed "mommy issues" but Jasper had eased my nerves about that. Then Edward's patient died and he went on the downward spiral…Jasper had been the only one I could really voice my worries to…That was when it occurred to me…I moved in his arms so that my legs went to either side of his. "You were mine first! You should have had me first, not him."

He sighed. "Bella, darlin', just…"

"No," I said as I grasped his hair, forcing my mouth on his. It was his idea for me to be more assertive. Well, now he was going to get a fucking taste of it.

I heard him moan and he tried to push me away, but then his arms tightened around me as his tongue plundered my mouth. I whimpered and sank a tiny bit more onto his denim clad erection, rubbing my satin panties against him.

He pulled away and we were both gasping. "No, Bella. I promised Edward that I wouldn't…"

"Edward? You promised Edward you wouldn't touch me?"

I shoved myself away from him. "That's great! That's just fucking great, Jasper! I thought you were supposed to be the one in charge of your 'relationship'. Guess he's got us both by the balls, doesn't he? He gets to fuck you, he gets to fuck me, and what do we get? The short end of the motherfucking stick!"

"Bella…"

"No. Take me home. I'll deal with him when he gets there."

Jasper looked at me wide eyed and stood. "Bella, you have to understand. Edward's confused, he's trying to find himself…"

"Fuck finding himself, Jasper. That's total and utter bullshit and you know it!" I screamed at him. "He's just using us both! Don't you see that he's playing us?"

"Edward is broken!" He snapped back at me.

I laughed, but there was no humor in it. "You're delusional, Jasper, if you think he's…"

He grasped my hands. "Bella, sweetheart, you have to calm down. He's not playing us. He's confused. He's hurt and just…trying to find his way."

"And that way is through telling me what to do? I'm not a fucking sheep, Jasper! Maybe I was at one time, but no more. I can't take it anymore! I can't…" I took a breath as the sobs started. "I can't do this…I can't let him…I told him to choose once, he swore he'd choose me. But…I don't think he really would."

Jasper seemed somewhat surprised by my revelation, and a small part of me felt vindicated that Edward had lied to him too. "Please, take me home, Jasper. I'm sorry I've ruined our beautiful dinner."

He sighed and his hand traveled up to my face. "Edward did this, Bella. Not you, Edward. I'm not saying that to make you angrier, but this whole situation got out of hand because he wasn't thinking. Of you, of me, even, just himself. Or rather, with his cock, either way."

I gave a small giggle and he smiled. "That's my girl. And you are my girl, too, aren't you?"

"I want to be," I whispered.

He bent to capture my lips with his. It was a small kiss, a soft one, full of promise and…even though I knew it wasn't love, I felt compassion in it. He lifted his head and said, "In good time, my sweet. I don't want you as a pet, not like Edward. I want you as a lover. There's a difference. Remember that for me, will you?"

I took in a breath and nodded. "Okay, I'll do that."

"And don't go too hard on him. You and I are re-inventing the wheel here with the work we are doing with Edward. He has a lot of issues to work through yet. Please give him some time. Just…cut him a little slack, okay?"

"I make no promises," I said softly.

He chuckled. "Well, I suppose I can't say anything about that. Just as a courtesy to me, alright?"

"His ass is sleeping on the couch tonight. The guest bed is too good for him."

Jasper laughed and put his arms around me, walking me back down the dock and to his car once more. The ride was silent as we went back to mine and Edward's house. I was still mad at him and his damned double standard, and I would talk to him about it at length before I slammed the door to my bedroom and made him sleep on the couch. Thankfully, our house had been retrofitted with old-fashioned locks on all the doors and the skeleton key to the guest rooms were on a single key ring. It would be all too easy for me to just lock that room and bar him entrance. I cackled inwardly at my devious side coming out to play.

We pulled up and I sighed. "Bella, remember, give him a little bit of slack."

I looked at Jasper. "I will. But he will get a stern talking to."

He smiled. "I expect no less. I'll see you both for your joint counseling session tomorrow night, alright?"

I nodded and he walked around to open the door for me. Ever the gentleman, just like Edward. Though they were very dissimilar in some things, they were a lot alike, too.

I took his offered hand and stepped out of the car. He pulled me to him and kissed me soundly, stealing my breath before he let me go, that smug smile on his face. Once he walked me to the porch, he kissed me again, though, this time it was just a smattering of sweet kisses all over my lips before he tugged my bottom lip into his mouth, his teeth pressing on me for just a moment longer before he pulled away. "Until tomorrow, darlin."

I stood on shaky legs as I watched him leave before I turned back to the door and stepped inside. I heard the piano immediately and my anger only grew as hot tears fell down my face. "Edward Anthony Cullen!"

Edward POV

Two weeks. Two blissfully wonderful weeks had passed since our group therapy session and I was more than a little pleased. I had the best of both worlds and I knew it. So I was a bit smug as I drove home from work. The last date Jasper and Bella had, Bella had come home extremely sexually frustrated and I reaped the benefits of it. She had practically attacked me as soon as she walked in the door. Yes, I was truly blessed with this arrangement. Though, I had been more than a little uncomfortable with the idea of him taking her out on dates. So, when I told him, well, asked him, really, not to do anything untoward with her…for now, and he agreed, I was all the more accepting of their evenings.

Of course, I realized that was me being a total ass, but there you go. A man didn't change overnight, it just didn't happen. But I felt better about things. I finally was able to learn things about Bella that I hadn't known, and also, things I had forgotten. We had talked and talked and talked about everything. Well, everything except for Jasper, that is. He was one topic that was off limits. And that was okay too. I knew we'd get around to that eventually.

But the other things…damn, we had learned a lot about each other. For instance, I never knew she took Ballet lessons until we discussed the Salsa classes. She hadn't been a natural, but she had taken them for a few years before her mother had asked if she wanted to do something else. That was how Bella had learned to play the violin, and she did play it beautifully. I had forgotten. So, naturally, I went out and bought her a brand new Stradivarius Violin. She had complained about how much it cost, but she had eagerly started playing, and before long, we were doing duets, she on the violin and me on the piano. It was wonderful. She practiced it daily. I couldn't wait until she was comfortable enough to play in front of my family. Everyone knew Rosalie could sing beautifully, but Bella couldn't. Well, this was something Bella could do that Rosalie couldn't. It was petty of me, but I did enjoy showing my wonderful wife off.

And she was wonderful! Why had I not seen it? There were so many things I had done wrong, not just lately, but within our whole time of being together, our marriage, even when we dated, I just…I didn't listen to her, didn't appreciate her like I should. But no more. I would be everything she needed and do everything in my power to prove to my wife that I was what she needed. Because the path I'd been on? Not a great one for her. She should be inducted for sainthood having putting up with me and my shit all these years.

I glanced at my watch, knowing it was time for her to be home shortly. I was lucky, I would get home before she did. I raced in, showered quickly, and hurried back to my piano. Perhaps she would enjoy playing with me for a bit before we go on to more…interesting activities?

I smiled as I thought of our new nighttime habits. Jasper had instructed that I not sleep with Bella unless she asked me, but that had only happened a few times in the past two weeks. She loved having me in her bed. And the nights we read from her romance novels, I don't think wild horses could have dragged her off of me as we began acting out certain scenes, even going so far as to visit "The Painted Flower" and getting some props for our games. She enjoyed role playing, and who was I to argue with that? She was a terrible actress, but the fact that she got so into it endeared me to her and the character she was attempting to portray.

At those thoughts, my cock grew impossibly hard. The beast was insatiable lately. Between her and Jasper, one would think that I would want a break from it, that "Mr. Man" as Bella called it, would need a break. Nope. I supposed it was like exercise; the more you did it, the more you wanted to do it. The thought caused me to grin as I contemplated Jasper's and my morning run yesterday morning. We'd gotten about halfway through our run when Jasper had commanded me to stop…

"On your knees, Edward." He said, barely winded.

I dropped, eagerly and waited. I was getting better at this submission thing.

He patted my head and leaned against a tree, dropping his gym shorts. His cock was hard and all but dripping as the precum oozed from his slit. I licked my lips hungrily. "Suck it." He commanded.

I crawled on my knees over to him, ignoring the leaves and bark that dug into my skin as I made my way to him. I looked up at him, our eyes connecting as I took him in my mouth whole, sucking and swallowing around him.

He groaned, his eyes rolling back into his head as his hands fisted in my hair and he muttered, "Fuck, Edward."

I didn't manage to hold in my grin as my hands came around to grasp the flesh of his ass, tugging him to me all the tighter, taking him in even further. My nose brushed his pelvic bone and my tongue wiggled over him, just like Bella did to me. He moaned and his eyes opened. I kept mine on his as I massaged the muscles beneath my hands.

He smiled. "Edward, I do believe you're the most natural cocksucker I've ever encountered.

I chuckled and the vibrations caused his hands to tighten in my hair even further. "Edward…" He whimpered, bucking his hips into me, fucking my mouth. I loved it. I hummed a song I heard in the car a few days ago and he said, "I'm not going to last much longer…"

I quickened my pace and after a few more bucks of his hips, he came down my throat. I licked him clean and bowed my head, waiting. I watched as he pulled his shorts back up and he put his fingers under my chin to lift my head. I looked back into his eyes. "Edward, Edward, Edward, whatever will I do with you?"

I smiled, realizing we were no longer Dom and sub, but two friends. "I guess you'll have to just put up with me, Sir."

He laughed. "Indeed I will. Shall we run some more?"

I nodded and stood. We got back onto the path and he said, "You know, I meant it, you are quite natural."

I laughed. "I'm good with my mouth, Sir?"

He nodded. "More than a little bit. If you were in the military, I think it might have to be registered as a lethal weapon."

I was grinning and my cock was hard as a diamond when I heard the door open. I was still playing the piano, but stopped when I heard Bella yell, "Edward Anthony Cullen!"

Fuck. What have I done now?

She was fuming, that much was easy to see. I swallowed hard. Huh. What did Jasper do to her? And why was I left to clean up his mess? See…this is why a man didn't have two wives. Two men can barely handle Bella. I felt sorry for the men that lived in a true polygamous relationship.

"How dare you, Edward? How dare you do this to me?"

I winced. "Love, perhaps if you would explain what it was I supposedly did…?"

Her eyes bore into mine and I winced once more. "Bella, honey, talk to me."

"Don't you honey me, Edward! You told him not to do anything with me! I thought he was in charge of you, not the other way around!"

Fucking Jasper! He told her that? I'm dead. She'll kill me. I fought the urge to cover my cock, to protect it from the Swan temper that surfaced so rarely and said, "Bella, baby, I just meant…"

"You do not get to call me 'baby', Edward! So…it's fine for you to fuck him, but he can't fuck me? Wow. That's really fair, there, Eddie."

Damn it, she knew I hated being called 'Eddie'. And I was at least smart enough, or rather, had my inner Emmett tramped down enough not to call her on that or the fact that technically, Jasper fucks me. "Bella, love, really, you need to just see my side of it…"

"Oh, I see it perfectly, Edward. It's crystal fucking clear! You want him for yourself, you say you'll let me have fun, but you deny me again. And again. And a-fucking-gain! And I'm tired of it, Edward! I'm tired of you and your double standards!"

I wanted to go to her, to comfort her, but I was still somewhat afraid of her. "Bella, I didn't…"

"DON'T! You DID!" Yup, she was royally pissed. Wow. Now I see why Emmett looks afraid half the time. If Bella acts like this, I can only imagine how horrible Rosalie must be when she's pissed off…

"You want him, he wants you, and I'm just the one left out of the loop once more."

"It's not…" I started.

She sighed. "You know, I was jealous of you, of the relationship you have with him, but I'm not now."

Huh? Color me confuzzled. "You…you aren't?"

She smiled. "No, I'm not. Because you are his slave, Edward. But me? He looks at me with true desire. He doesn't want to conquer me like he's Cortez on Mexico. No, he wants me for me, wants me as a lover, not a sub. And that's something you'll never know if he really wants from you."

My mouth fell open. Is that true?

She smirked. "I'm going to bed and locking the door to the guest room. You want to sleep? You can either use the couch or the floor, the choice is yours." And with that, she turned on her heel and stalked upstairs.

I stood there, dumbfounded for a moment before I followed her. I was too slow, though, and she had already shut and locked the door. "Bella! Jasper says we're not supposed to go to bed angry!" I yelled through the wood.

"Well fuck Jasper, Edward, because I'm pissed at you, and come hell or high water, I'm not opening this door!"

"I'm not sleeping on the fucking couch, Bella!"

"Go on over to your 'Master's' house then, Edward." She said with a snarl through the door. "Because you sure as hell aren't sleeping in here with me!"

I blew out a breath and stalked down the stairs. She had a point. Jasper needed a talking to. How dare he? I grabbed my keys, slipped on my shoes and stomped out to the Volvo. Stupid fucking…motherfucker…can't believe…my thoughts were all over the place as I drove to his house.

When I arrived, I pounded on his door. Jasper answered looking somewhat ruffled. Did I interrupt anything? Do I give a fuck either way? "I need to talk to you."

He winced. "Edward, I'm so sorry. I know she was…slightly unhinged when I left her there. I thought perhaps you weren't home. I tried to call you, to let you know, but obviously, I didn't want to leave you a message…"

Well, that effectively took the wind out of my sails. I sighed, walking to the porch swing. I sat. "Is there anything I can't fuck up, Jasper?"

He came over and sat next to me. "Edward, she's still figuring this out. You have to give her some space, you know."

"I know that, but she…she said…" I wasn't sure I could say it. Now that the anger dissipated, all I could feel was the hurt. Did he only want to use me? Was that all I was to him?

"What, Edward? What did she say?"

I sniffed, hating the tears that fell down my face. "She said, she said that I would always be your slave, but that you looked at her as if she were a lover, and that there would always be a distinction there."

"She told me that you told her that you would choose her. Is that true?"

I winced, because, actually, it was true. At least, at the time it was. That line was slowly blurring all the more, each passing day it seemed to grow fainter.

He sighed as he turned his head to look out upon the lake. "This is the very reason I refuse to get in the middle of marriages, they're so complicated."

"So it's true? You want her, like that, but not me? You just want me under your thumb?" It hurt like hell to even get the words out. It felt like he was stabbing me right in the heart.

He grasped my hands in his, tugging me slightly to look at me. "Edward, I want you to listen, and listen well. I told Bella that I want her as a lover, because I do, but not quite for the reasons you think. True, she is exquisite, and Edward, I could have had her in my office time and again, but I didn't, remember that as well. But the reason I told her that is because I do not want her as a sub. You can barely handle being a true sub, there's no way that Bella could. This life is not for her, that much you were right about. Unfortunately, it isn't for you either, but I'm powerless to stop the wheels. They are already in motion."

I nodded, silent tears still pouring down my face.

His voice was soft as he said, "The reason I'm so lenient on you? Is because I think of you as a lover. I shouldn't. I should only see you as a sub, but I can't." He sighed again. "That night? The night I took you for the first time? When I came back from Italy? I made love to you, Edward. I didn't fuck you, I couldn't. Not because of a physical limitation, but I…"

I shook my head and took his face in my hands. "Don't, Jasper, you don't have to say it, okay? Let's just…we won't name it."

He chuckled flatly. "Why is it you're the one that had to stop me? What power do you have over me, Edward?"

I searched his eyes. "Do you believe in fate, Jasper?" I asked.

He nodded. "I'd like to think so."

"Then, don't you think that perhaps, while fate led me to you, to heal me, perhaps fate also led you to me, so that I could help heal you?"

His own eyes were slightly watery as he smiled. "Have you ever considered a career in psychology, Edward?"

I shook my head. "I only shrink the people that I lo…um, care about." I couldn't even process what I had started to say. Not yet.

He nodded. "Come, let's take this inside, shall we?"

I followed him in. "Edward, I realize I should send you home, make you work through this with Bella…"

I paused, waiting.

"But I can't." He said, just moments before his lips crashed to mine.

I whimpered as his hands roamed over me, and mine roamed over him. "Bedroom," He murmured against my mouth.

He turned us, and while we were still fused at the lips, he backed me down the short hall toward his bedroom. We fell to the bed in a tangle of arms and limbs as we quickly stripped each other. We rolled, fighting for dominance. I knew I should acquiesce, but he wasn't demanding it of me, so I continued to enjoy this while the getting was good.

He whimpered again as I grasped his cock, and I did the same as he copied me. Our mouths were still busy and I briefly wondered how a sixty-nine would work with two guys when he stopped and pulled away. "Edward?"

"Yes?" I asked, coming out of my Jasper-haze slightly.

"Take me."

"T-take you?" I asked. Does he mean…?

He nodded, reaching over to hand me a condom and the bottle of lube. "Consider it an apology for settin' Bella on you."

I wanted to smile at the comment, but shook my head. "No, sir, not…it's not…"

"Not tonight, Edward. We aren't Dom and sub. We're just us. You and I. Just like we were that first night, okay?"

I bit the inside of my cheek before I took the items from him. "Are you sure?"

He nodded. "More than."

My hands were shaking as he took the condom back from me, opening it and rolling it onto my length. His eyes met mine. "I have faith in you, Edward."

"You'll…get pleasure out of this, won't you?" I asked him.

He smiled. "Immense."

I nodded again, took a breath, and grabbed the lube. He lay down on his back on the bed and my eyes grew wide. "You mean…you want me to…?"

He nodded. "I'm used to this enough that I'll find extreme pleasure of being face to face with you, Edward, to watch you as you cum…"

My cock twitched as I lowered myself to him, kissing him soundly. "I…"

His fingers landed lightly across my lips. "No declarations, right?"

I nodded. "Right. But if I could say it, I would mean it."

I watched his Adam's apple bob. "If I could say it, I would mean it as well, Edward."

I lubed him, grasping his cock with one hand while my fingers gently probed his entrance. He sighed as his hips started bucking against me. It took me only moments to stretch him and we were ready. I swallowed hard once more and lowered myself into him.

It was…unbelievable. Of course, it was quite similar to making love with Bella, and that was what it made it so incredible. It felt…the same. The love that exploded through my body was indescribable. I could say it to myself, even if I couldn't to him. I loved Jasper. My heart had grown, split in two, so it was equal now between Bella and Jasper. I knew then exactly what I felt. I loved them both exactly the same, but it did not make me love her any less. I could live forever as long as they were both by my side.

The realization threw me, but I maintained my strokes, strong and sure as I grasped Jasper's cock and pumped in time to my thrusts. Something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention and I faltered for just a moment. James was standing at the doorway, watching us.

Shit! Shit! Fuck! Why didn't I lock the fucking door? I looked at Jasper again. He was completely relaxed, enjoying every sensation that ran through him. I leaned over him, kissing his lips slightly. That got him to open his eyes and my own darted toward the door. I smirked, and said, hoping it was the best course of action, "Jasper, care to tell your sub to fuck off? It's distracting me from enjoying your sweet ass fully."

Jasper's eyes held humor at my comment as he put his hand on my chest to stop my movements. "James, back to bed. You aren't allowed to watch, private showing only. I'll deal with you in the morning."

He let out an indignant little "humph" before closing the door and I heard his footsteps heading back down to the playroom.

Jasper pulled me down to him. "You and he have got to stop this pissing contest, Edward. James is dangerous."

"But you are more dangerous." I reminded him.

His eyes held surprise, but he nodded. "That's true, very true."

"And I'm not your sub right now, am I, Sir?" I asked him.

He smiled. "No, as a matter of fact, you aren't, Edward."

Our eyes stayed locked as I pumped him, keeping it in time with my thrusts once again. When I felt like I was close, I leaned down further, my mouth attacking his, my tongue mimicking the movements of my cock and he groaned at the same time I did, my cum spilling into him just as his shot out onto our stomachs.

I kissed all over his face, bathing him with the love I couldn't say until at last I pulled away, tossing the used condom into the trash on my way to grab a warm, damp washcloth from the bathroom. I wiped myself off before grasping another one, wetting it and taking it to him. He was still lying in the same position I left him in. I bathed him with attention, licking the cum from his stomach as I washed his lower area with the soft, wet terrycloth.

"I assume Bella was true to her word and kicked your sorry ass to the sofa?" He asked me after I had finished, taken the washcloths back to the bathroom, and came to lie next to him again.

I nodded. "Unfortunately."

He sighed. "Very well."

He rolled over and kissed me once more. "Edward, I hate to do this to you, but you have to go back tonight. She's probably home crying."

"She was pissed off when I left." I said defensively.

He chuckled. "She's hurting, Edward, regardless. I'll bring this up at our meeting tomorrow night. Go home, grovel." He stood and beckoned me follow him down the hall. I was apprehensive going out naked when James might be about, but I followed him determinedly. He walked out onto the back porch and grabbed some of the flowers he had growing there. He thrust them at me. "Here, Edward." He shook his head. "You have been married to her for how long? I've known her for a few months now and I realize what it is she needs." He rolled his eyes. "Jackass. Go home, take care of her."

I snapped to and saluted him, which he must have found humorous, as he laughed out loud. I must have looked utterly ridiculous naked, saluting him. He clearly was thinking the same thing as he said, "You look like a poster for the naughty military, Edward."

I laughed along with him before we walked back into his house. I gathered my clothes and picked up the flowers. "What should I say to her?"

He thought a moment. He looked delicious dressed in just a pair of sweats, barefoot. He should always dress like that. His wounds on his back were healing quite nicely and though he had that horrid "A" scarred into him, it still didn't detract from his looks. "Just…tell her I gave you some punishment for treating her without care."

I swallowed. "Are you going to, Sir?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Edward, you are a very smart man, but you're stupid. I can work wonders, I can bend you and mold you, but to quote my favorite comic, 'you can't fix stupid'. So, no, I won't punish you for being an insufferable asshole. That's a personality quirk. We'll just have to work on it."

I smiled at him. "One kiss for the road?" I asked pleadingly.

He rolled his eyes as he grasped my neck, pulling me to him. "As I said," He said against my lips. "Insufferable."

Next up will be another split chapter- part James and part Jasper. Jasper's will cover this lemon, his thoughts, and the following day with their group therapy.