A/N: Hello again. Welcome to my first outtake for 'Babies'. I'm sorry it took so long but I got into a bit of a funk when I finished 'Babies' and it took a couple of weeks to feel motivated to write. Plus I finally caught up on some of my reading.

Thank you so much for all the lovely reviews you gave me telling me how much you enjoyed 'Babies'. I was so touched by so many of them.

I hope you enjoy this little snippet of Alice and Jasper's first meeting. Next up will be Jacob and Victoria's story. I'll try not to take so long for that one.

Outtake 1: Alice and Jasper

The instant she saw him, she knew. Deep down, in every cell of her body, she knew. This man was 'the one'. Her fate. Her destiny. Now she just had to convince him she was his destiny.

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Jasper entered his hotel room and threw his jacket on the bed before slumping down onto it. Closing his eyes, he thought back on the meeting with his publishers this afternoon, glad it was over.

The last few weeks had been hectic as he struggled to meet his deadline to finish his second book. His first novel, a historical thriller, had done extremely well and his publishers wanted him to write a sequel with the view to publishing a series of novels featuring his main character. They had paid him a handsome advance so he felt compelled to make sure he produced a novel to meet their expectations.

He had finished his final draft literally hours before he needed to leave to catch his flight from Seattle to Chicago, where the publisher's headquarters were located. Luckily, the drive down from his hometown of Forks, north of Seattle in the Olympic Peninsula had been uneventful and he managed to grab a couple of hours sleep on the plane.

His room at the Marriot, paid for by his publishers, was comfortable enough. Not that he paid much attention to it. As long as the bed was comfortable and he could access his emails, that's all he was concerned with. He was only staying a couple of nights and flying back to Seattle the day after his meeting.

Expecting to meet the usual person who handled his manuscript, Jasper was surprised to learn he had been replaced by Maria Velasquez. A tall, latin beauty, she had been a pleasant surprise at first. After the preliminaries were carried out and Maria had instructed her assistant to take the manuscript to the editing department, Maria had moved to sit down next to him and he was shocked when she put her hand on his thigh while leaning close enough that he could feel each breath she took.

As forward as can be, Maria had proceeded to proposition him right there in her office, her hands wandering everywhere. Shock had held him immobile for a moment before he began rebuffing her advances. The term 'barracuda' came to mind as he pushed her away while standing up to leave. When she realised he was serious, she began turning nasty. Deciding to nip the problem in the bud right away, Jasper had gone straight to her boss's office, demanding to see him. Due to the amount of book sales he'd generated, he'd been ushered in immediately where Jasper proceeded to demand Maria be taken off his account and why. Maria had tried to deny any wrong doing but it seemed that this wasn't the first time complaints against her had cropped up. She had been ordered back to her office and Jasper had received profuse apologies. It had been a relief to get out of there and back to the hotel.

Right then, his stomach gave a loud grumble. He hadn't eaten since breakfast and he was starving. Grabbing his jacket he decided to head out to find something to eat. Afterwards, he felt like a drink before going back to his room so he turned into the hotel's piano bar, looking forward to a cold beer.

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"Come on Alice. It'll be fun."

"I don't know, Caroline. I'm not really in the mood to go clubbing tonight," replied Alice as she took another sip of her wine.

"You never know, you could meet the man of your dreams," laughed Katie.

"Yeah right. Like anyone meets the man of their dreams at a nightclub," drawled Alice sarcastically.

"It happens in movies all the time," pointed out Emma with a smile.

Alice just shook her head. She had agreed to meet with her girlfriends for dinner as it had been a few weeks since they had all caught up. She was working at Ralph Lauren's main Chicago store but her real dream was to have her own store selling her own designs. At night, she would work on her designs, cut and sew her clothes. Luckily her apartment was a good size and she had dedicated one of the bedrooms solely as a workroom. Her father had offered to help her set up her store but Alice didn't feel ready for that step yet.

Her focus meant she didn't socialise that much and she hadn't dated anyone in nearly a year. Not that she really missed it. Her last relationship had ended somewhat messily when he got over possessive and she definitely felt apprehensive about entering another one any time soon.

Deep down, Alice was a romantic at heart. She wanted to find her other half, fall headlong into love, experience the all consuming passion that she read about in her favourite romance novels, her secret vice. She just didn't think she would find her soul mate at some club.

Now the girls were all trying to convince her to go with them to the new nightclub that had opened a couple of weeks earlier and that everyone was talking about. Normally she loved dancing and would have agreed immediately, but work had been a bastard that day with more than her share of difficult customers and all she really felt like doing was to get into bed with her latest steamy novel and lose herself in the story.

"Well, what do you say? Coming with us?" asked Katie.

"Guys, I'm sorry but I don't really feel like it tonight. You go, I'll get a cab home," replied Alice.

"Oh come on, Alice," pleaded Emma.

"What about this?" suggested Caroline. "Let's go to the Marriot for a few drinks. The barman there makes fantastic cocktails. It's still early. You might change your mind about coming along. If not, we'll make sure you get a cab home. What do you say?"

Alice looked at their hopeful faces, feeling bad about letting them down. "All right, then. Let's have a few cocktails and who knows, I might get in the mood for dancing."

The other girls whooped in delight and they were a laughing, merry group as they made their way downtown to the Marriot hotel.

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Sitting at one end of the bar, Jasper was lost in his thoughts and didn't notice the group of women entering the room at first. Eventually, the tinkling laugh of one of them penetrated his consciousness and he glanced up, looking in the direction the noise was coming from.

There were four young women settling themselves around a low table, laughing as they seemed to be discussing what they were going to order. Dispassionately, he took note that they were all quite attractive. One black haired girl was facing away from him though he took in her tiny but curvy body and wondered idly if the face matched the body. He turned back to his drink, dismissing the women from his thoughts.

"Okay, what are we drinking?" asked Caroline as they looked over the drinks menu.

"I don't know, but I wouldn't mind what's at the bar," giggled Emma.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" asked Alice.

Emma looked pointedly at the bar and leaned closer, lowering her voice. "There's a really hot guy sitting at the bar. Like, totally yummy."

Alice shook her head with a grin. Her back was to the bar and she wasn't about to turn around and make it obvious that they were looking at whoever was sitting there. "I'll take your word for it, Em. I think I'll have something fruity and decadent."

They all took a few more minutes deciding and Alice volunteered to go and place their orders at the bar. Laughing at some comment Katie made, she veered through the other tables and walked up to the bar. A tall, older man stood next to her placing his order as Alice waited patiently for her turn.

Just as she was looking around at the decor, the man beside her moved back and she turned her head. Her glance fell on the man sitting at the end of the bar. In the same instant, he lifted his head and their eyes met.

Alice would always say later that it seemed as if time literally stopped. Everything around her faded away as she gazed into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. She felt like she was drowning in those eyes and she knew, without the slightest doubt that this man was her destiny.

Her eyes wandered over the rest of him, her pulse racing. He was beautiful. She couldn't think of another word to describe him. His face was lean and sculpted, framing those amazing eyes. His lips were a work of art, she thought. Full and sensual, she wanted nothing more at that moment than to taste them, find out if they were as soft as they looked. His blond, wavy hair created a sort of halo around that stunning face. Eyes drifting lower, she took in his broad shoulders and toned chest, clothed in a thin, grey sweater. He was sitting down so she couldn't tell how tall he was. Not that it mattered. She was so short, it was extremely unlikely he was any shorter.

That's him Alice, she thought. He's the one you've been waiting for. Don't let him get away.

"Miss? Hello, Miss?" The voice of the bartender intruded on her thoughts, bringing her back to the present.

With a slight shake to clear her head, she somehow managed to give her order even as her gaze kept wandering back to him, catching her breath when she realised he was looking intently back at her.

Jasper didn't know what was happening to him. One instant he was lost in his own thoughts, the next he was being captivated by the endless depths of the green eyes belonging to the girl standing at the bar. To say she was beautiful was an understatement. She was beyond description. From her midnight hair falling around her shoulders to her tiny, luscious body, she was perfection. Her amazing eyes were framed by the longest of lashes. Her pert nose and lips he wanted to devour were framed by a petite, heart-shaped face. Looking down, he could see that though tiny, she had mouth watering curves. Her tight fitting black dress faithfully outlined her breasts and hips and he felt his body harden in response.

What the hell? He wasn't the type to lust after strange women but then, this woman was beyond any he'd ever seen. He wanted her more than anyone he'd ever wanted before.

He watched as she haltingly gave her order, her eyes constantly looking at him. Every time their eyes clashed, his body stirred. He started fantasising about peeling that dress off her, revealing every inch of creamy skin, followed closely by his seeking lips.

He was brought out of his fantasy when she moved away from the bar and walked back to her friends. She kept turning her head as she walked, looking back at him. Planning to go to his room a few minutes ago, there was no way he was leaving now while she was still here.

"Alice? Are you okay?" asked Caroline as Alice sat back down at their table.

Alice didn't answer for a few moments, her thoughts dominated by the man at the bar. Without volition, she turned her head, only to be caught in his gaze again. He was watching her as intently as she was watching him. Did he feel it too? This sense of inevitability? She could feel his eyes on her, even when she wasn't looking at him.

"Alice?"

"What?" she asked dazedly.

"What is the matter with you? You look like you're on another planet," noted Caroline.

"Is it that guy at the bar? The hot one?" asked Emma with a smirk.

Alice nodded slowly. The girls all huddled closer, grinning madly.

"He's caught your eye, hasn't he?" asked Emma.

The others looked up, trying to get a look at this guy without being too obvious, but they giggled like mad when they saw he was looking their way and had caught them.

"He's definitely delicious," agreed Katie.

"And he hasn't taken his eyes off you, Al," commented Caroline slyly.

Alice looked at her friends then quickly looked back at the bar. Yes, he was still looking at her. Turning back, she took a deep breath. "Guys, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ditch you all. I...I might be crazy but I have to talk to him. I've never been affected by anyone like this. I can't miss this opportunity."

"Of course you can't. Oh my God, Alice. I would kick your ass if you did. That guy is so into you, I can feel the heat from here," chuckled Caroline. "Girls, I say we drink our drink, help Alice plan what she's going to do and head off to the club and let her do what she needs to do."

The others were in total agreement. Over their drinks, they discussed how Alice was going to introduce herself, what to say. Listening with half an ear, she thought about just wanting to go up to him and learn his name. Her body was humming with excitement. He was a total stranger, yet she wanted him with a desperation that shocked her. She wanted to spend all night making wild, passionate love with him. She was thankful she'd never stopped taking the pill because if there was any chance of sleeping with him, she was going to take it. Alice didn't even feel a sense of disquiet about it. He was her fate and nothing they did could possibly be wrong.

Jasper watched as the women stood up and kissed her goodbye, leaving her on her own. He was about to walk over there when she turned and walked directly towards him. The look in her eyes caused his pulse to start racing and he was as hard as he'd ever been. Her sinuous, sexy walk made him want to grab her and take her right here, against the bar.

Heart thundering in her ears, Alice made her way towards the bar, remaining drink in her hand. He watched her the whole way. She felt so brazen as climbed up on the seat facing him, her dress riding up her thighs. Seeing his eyes flicker to her legs gave her the confidence she needed.

"Hi, I'm Alice Cullen," she introduced herself, trying not to let her voice tremble from her nervousness. She reached out her hand, which he didn't hesitate to take. The zing of feeling from just that contact raced throughout her body, leaving her feeling as taut as a bowstring.

"Jasper Whitlock," he replied, his deep, throaty voice sending chills down her spine. "That's a lovely name, Alice." Her name rolled off his tongue like a caress.

"Thank you," she smiled, her face lighting up. She was breathtaking.

Neither realised that he hadn't let go of her hand yet. Their eyes were devouring each other, speaking more eloquently than any words could.

Alice's breath hitched as she felt his thumb gently stroke the back of her hand before he let it go. She took another sip of her drink to regain her composure.

"Can I get you another drink?" he asked, his eyes darkening as he watched her lick her top lip, feeling jealous of her tongue.

"Sure. Thank you," she smiled. "Are you from Chicago?"

Jasper smiled, gave the bartender their order and turned back to her. "No, I live in small town a couple of hours from Seattle."

Seattle! Her heart sunk at that news. "Are you here on holiday then?"

"On business, actually." Their drinks arrived and Jasper gestured to some spare tables at back of the room. "Would you like to move? It'll probably be more comfortable at one the tables." With less people around, he thought to himself.

Alice nodded and they made their way to a quiet corner with a double seat, his hand on the small of her back. The size of the seat left them with no choice but to sit close together, a fact both of them realised when they chose it. As she sat, she crossed her legs, noting how his eyes followed the smooth expanse of skin. His arm rested along the back, not touching her, but she could still feel the heat of him.

"What business are you in?" she asked, taking in his beautiful features, watching his lips move.

"I'm an author and I had to meet with my publishers to submit my latest manuscript," he replied, his eyes drifting down her throat towards the hint of cleavage on display. God, she was stunning. He could smell the delicate fragrance she wore and longed to taste her skin, taste her.

"An author? Have your books sold well?"

Jasper nodded and smiled to himself. I suppose making the top 10 bestseller list last year could be classed as doing alright. "I do okay. What about you?"

"I'm working at Ralph Lauren's store but I really want to have my own store with my own designs one day. That's what I'm working towards anyway."

"Is this one of yours?" he asked, motioning towards her dress.

"Yes it is. Do you like it?" she asked flirtatiously.

"Oh yeah," he answered huskily, moving infinitesimally closer. "It's beautiful. You're beautiful."

Alice felt as if her whole body was melting. His face was so close, she only had to move a little and she would be able to kiss him. He wouldn't object, she knew it. "Th...thank you," she replied softly.

Slowly, his hand moved to touch her hair, running the strands through his fingers. It was so soft, so silky. With his eyes never leaving hers, he burrowed under her hair and ran a finger over the soft skin at the back of her neck, stroking it ever so gently. When her lips parted in response to his touch, it was all he could do not to drag her onto his lap and kiss her until neither of them could breathe.

In an effort make a coherent sentence, she asked the first thing that came into her head. "Where are you staying in Chicago?" That finger was driving her crazy with need.

"Right here. I've a room upstairs." The need to have her was growing stronger with every minute that passed.

Alice closed her eyes as his finger moved to her ear, tracing her earlobe. "Jasper?"

"Yes, Alice?"

Looking into his eyes, she could feel his breath on her face. "Are you...married? Or have a girlfriend? Please...be honest with me."

Jasper shook his head with a small smile. "No. There's no-one. You?"

Alice shook her head. After a moment of silence, she placed her hand on his thigh, feeling the muscle move under it. She longed to feel it without the cloth barrier. "Jasper, I don't know what you're thinking but I need you to know that I've never done this before. I've never felt what I'm feeling now. The pull I feel. The instant I saw you, I felt it." She looked at his face, stunned at the desire she could see in it. "Do...do you know what I'm talking about?"

Jasper moved his hand to cup her cheek. His thumb traced over her bottom lip and he couldn't help licking his own. "I know exactly what you're talking about. I want you so badly, Alice," he whispered hoarsely. "This has never happened to me either."

Unable to help herself, Alice moved closer, as did Jasper. As their lips touched, they felt like they'd been struck by a bolt of electricity. Desire, already simmering dangerously, exploded in an instant.

Jasper opened his mouth over hers, tasting her, devouring her. She tasted like strawberries and coconut and something indefinable that could only be Alice. He wanted to drown in her lips. Take and take until he'd taken all she could give. His tongue demanded, and received, entry to her mouth and he explored all the hidden recesses, needing to know all her secrets. He felt like a dying man given the elixir of life.

Alice couldn't think, could only feel. This was what she'd been waiting for her whole life. This was the man she'd been searching for, if she'd but known it. His kiss tasted like home. Her arms encircled his neck, pulling him closer. She felt his hand run up her leg, cupping her hip before moving up. She couldn't help the soft moan as it skimmed the side of her breast. She could feel her sex throbbing, needing Jasper's touch.

Her moan brought Jasper out of his pleasure-induced haze. They were still in the bar, in view of other patrons. No-one seemed to be paying them any attention but they needed to continue this in private.

Moving his lips to her cheek, he nuzzled the satiny skin there. "Alice. Come upstairs with me?" he whispered against her ear.

Alice reluctantly let go of his hair. She didn't even remember burying her fingers in its softness. "Yes, Jasper. Oh yes."

Taking a few deep breaths, Jasper sat back as he tried to calm his raging body, enough to get back to his room without scandalising everyone around him. It wasn't working. "Baby, you'll have to walk in front of me," he smirked, looking down.

Alice looked down and couldn't help her combined moan and giggle as she saw his problem. The tent in his pants was testament to how much he wanted her and she felt the answering gush of wetness between her legs. "Let's go," she said, taking his hand.

Jasper stood up and tried to discreetly readjust himself in a vain effort to hide his raging erection. It didn't work so he simply walked closely behind her as they walked out of the bar into the hotel's foyer. There weren't many people around as they made their way to the bank of elevators.

As they waited, Jasper's hands closed around her hips and pulled her back into him. She was so tiny next to him although her heels helped. He felt her shiver as he pressed himself into her back, letting her feel how badly he wanted her. He leaned forward and kissed the skin of shoulder, moving up to her throat, opening his mouth and sucking softly on the tender skin.

"Mmm...oh that feels good," moaned Alice, rolling her hips, loving the feel of his hardness. She couldn't wait to feel it inside her.

"You taste delicious," he murmured as he took her earlobe in his mouth. His hands moved up until they cupped her breasts, squeezing gently. He could feel her erratic heartbeat and her laboured breathing.

Just then the lift doors opened and he was grateful that there was no-one inside as it would have been patently obvious what was going on. Pushing her gently inside, he hit the button for the 24th floor and turned her to face him.

With a groan, he pulled her tightly against him and kissed her ravenously. They couldn't get enough of the other, their hands roaming all over each other's bodies. Their tongues duelled as they tried to satisfy their seemingly insatiable hunger.

Jasper's hands moved to her ass, squeezing tightly as he pressed himself into her, feeling her heat even through her clothes. Moving lower, his hand caressed her silky thigh, pushing up the material as he inched upwards.

"Yes, touch me," she pleaded breathlessly as his hand moved close to her core.

"Oh baby," he breathed when his hand reached her soaked panties. She gave a small cry as his finger rubbed the wet material a couple of times before reaching inside to cup her. "God, you're so wet. So hot." His finger parted her soft folds, her heat nearly burning him. He slid easily over her before he pressed on her clit, flicking it a couple of times.

"Oh shit!" she cried out. Without thought, she reached for him, cupping him through his trousers, loving his hot breath against her throat. Just as she opened his fly and reached inside, Jasper inserted a finger into her. "Ahh!"

Jasper was struggling to hold it together. Her little hands grabbing his cock through his boxers combined with the sounds she was making as he pumped his finger into her was driving him insane. He was stunned by the explosiveness of their passion.

"Baby, I...I can't...wait," he murmured against her throat. "I need to fuck you now."

Alice's eyes widened at his words but she nodded eagerly. "Yes! God yes. Fuck me Jasper. Please."

Without a moment of hesitation, Jasper reached around and pressed the elevator stop button. The elevator came to a halt between floors. Turning back, he could see Alice's eyes were now a dark green with desire and excitement.

He quickly undid his trousers, pulling them down just enough to free his erection. He gave a sharp hiss when Alice took him in her hand, stroking his length. He felt an absurd sense of male pride as her saw admiring his penis, licking her lips. The action made him twitch in response. Unable to wait, he lifted up her skirt until it was bunched around her waist. Normally he would have admired the scrap of black lace she wore underneath but he was too desperate. With a yank, he pushed them down her legs, watching as she stepped out of them. He couldn't help his swift intake of breath as he looked at her, the tiny patch of curls framing perfection.

"God, Alice. I've never wanted anything as badly as I want you right now."

At her nod, he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. Her arms locked around his neck as her hips wriggled, trying to impale herself on him. Biting his bottom lip, Jasper tried to stop himself from coming right then and there. Her eagerness was so arousing, he was already twitching but he was determined that she get her pleasure first. They were in the lift so it was going to be quick, but he was going to make it good too.

"Ready?"

"Yes. Now Jasper. Fuck me now!"

With a loud groan, Jasper placed his tip at her entrance. He took Alice's lips with his own as he lowered her onto him, not stopping until he was fully buried inside her.

"Fuck!" he groaned. She felt incredible. "Oh god, you're so tight. Incredible."

"Oh god! Ahh!" she moaned, stunned at the pleasure and rightness she felt. "You feel amazing. So good."

Jasper backed Alice against the elevator wall, her ass resting on the hand rail. Their mouths fused together, he began moving in and out of her, her tight walls massaging him. He was ready to burst. Alice tightened her legs around his waist, pulling him into her as she cried out with each thrust. Within moments Jasper was pounding frantically into her, gasping into her shoulder. Alice threw her head back as each thrust sent her closer and closer to her climax.

"Fuck, baby!" he cried out. "You're so good, I'm going to come."

"Oh...oh...oh!" she grunted. "Yes, Jazz. Yes. Make me come!" she pleaded.

Jasper reached between them and pressed against her sensitive clit, rolling it around as he pumped in and out.

"Oh! Ohgodohgodohgod! I'm...com...!" With a loud keening cry, Alice convulsed around him, waves of pure pleasure pulsing through her. She clenched her inner muscles, wanting to hold onto him forever.

"Oh fuck! Ahh...!" he grunted loudly as she clamped tightly on his engorged dick. His body trembling, he twitched violently before spilling himself deep inside her. His hips kept thrusting long after she had milked every drop from him.

The enclosed space of the elevator echoed their tortured breathing as they trembled in each other's arms. Neither could form a coherent sentence, stunned by the intensity of their passion.

They were effectively strangers, but it felt like they had been doing this forever. Their bodies were so perfectly attuned.

For Alice, the power of their lovemaking was confirmation that they were fated for each other. How else did she explain the perfection of what had just happened between them?

Jasper was trying to figure out what the hell happened. This was beyond any experience he'd ever had. It was like she took his soul and he'd happily given it to her.

Eventually they stirred out of their stupor and just looked at each other. They could each see how the other was affected by what had transpired between them. Without a word, Jasper kissed her, a deep, languorous kiss. He sipped from her mouth, tracing her lip with his tongue. Amazingly, he could feel himself stirring again inside her.

"Baby, we need to continue this in my room," he murmured with a groan as she rolled her hips.

Reluctantly, he pulled out of her, semi-erect and glistening with their combined juices. Alice bit her lip as he slid out, already throbbing for his return. Her legs felt wobbly and she was grateful for Jasper's help in picking up her panties. She didn't bother putting them back on; she was only going to take them off again as soon as possible. When they had straightened their clothing, Jasper pressed the button and the lift started again with a soft whirr.

Jasper held Alice in his arms, needing to feel her close. He was still in a daze. When the lift finally arrived at his floor, he led her towards his room. Inside, he dimmed the lights and locked the door and looked at Alice, standing in the middle of his room. He couldn't get over how beautiful she was. He'd seen models that didn't measure up to her. He wondered if anyone would ever measure up.

Standing next to Jasper's bed, his eyes on her, Alice felt strangely nervous. She didn't know why. It wasn't like they hadn't already had sex. Great sex. Incredible sex. Out of this world sex. Now they were totally alone and it felt more intimate somehow.

Jasper could see Alice was uncomfortable and took her gently in his arms, wanting to reassure her. He didn't know if they would have more than tonight but he would never forget it. Ever. He felt a deep pang at the thought of never seeing Alice again, a sharp pain in his chest.

Tipping her chin up with his finger, he smiled sweetly down at her before leaning down and kissing her, gently at first then with ever increasing passion. Before long they were once again straining against each other. As he was about to undo her zipper, a thought occurred to him and he pulled back with a groan.

"Alice, I feel so stupid," he grimaced. Alice looked at him in puzzlement. "I didn't once think about protection."

"Oh!" replied Alice in surprise before giggling. At Jasper's surprised look, she explained. "Sorry, I'm not laughing at that. Just that we wanted each other so badly neither of us gave it a thought." Placing her hand on Jasper's arm, she looked up at him. "It's okay, Jasper. I'm on the pill. And I can promise you I'm clean. I haven't been with anyone in nearly a year."

Jasper looked at her in surprise. How could that be? He could see the honesty in her eyes and had to mentally shake his head at the stupidity of the men of Chicago. "I believe you, Alice. I just can't believe the men here are so stupid."

Alice smiled. "Oh, I've had offers. I just haven't accepted. Until now."

Jasper kissed her lightly again. "I'm honoured. You are truly the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. And to reassure you, I'm clean too. It's been months for me too."

Wanting to make tonight a night neither would forget, Jasper restrained his urge to throw her down on the bed and fuck her senseless. Instead, he took her face in his hands, pressing soft kisses all over her face. His hands began moving slowly over her skin, undoing her zipper and pushing the straps off her shoulders. The dress bunched at her waist, leaving her in a black, lacy strapless bra.

Jasper sucked in his breath at the sight of her. His fingers delicately traced over the creamy mounds, covered in lace. Her breath was coming in short gasps especially when he lowered his mouth and took her lace covered nipple in his mouth. Alice moaned and buried her fingers in his hair. His tongue thoroughly wet the material as he gently bit her nipple. In the meantime, his hands pushed the dress off her, leaving her naked except for the bra.

With his teeth, he pulled down the bra, freeing her rigid nipple and sucked on it like man dying of thirst. He released the bra and threw it off before squeezing and suckling on her breasts. He took equal time on both mounds, laving, sucking and biting until Alice was literally shaking with desire.

When he finally looked up, Alice pulled his mouth to hers, desperate for his kiss. Her hands moved to his shirt, pulling at the buttons, needing him as naked as she was. Her trembling hands were having trouble, so Jasper helped her out, pulling off his shirt.

Alice groaned in delight as his torso was revealed. He was lean but well built, his well defined chest and abdomen more temptation than she could resist. She ran her tongue over his chest, licking and sucking, eliciting groans of approval from Jasper. Her hands frantically tugged at his belt, opening his trousers and pushing them down his legs. As he stepped out of them, she kissed her way down his abdomen, his erection brushing her chest through his boxers.

With a sultry glance up at his face, Alice pulled his boxers down, his rigid cock standing for her attention.

"Alice!" he hissed when she took him in her hand and delicately licked the head. His hands reached down and took hold of her hair just as she took him in her mouth. "Oh god, baby! Suck me. Ahh!"

Loving the taste of him, she moved up and down his cock before licking the underside from base to tip. She swirled her tongue around his head, pumping him with her hand at the same time. Jasper was gasping continuously now, his hands gripping her hair.

Jasper could feel himself getting closer to another climax but he didn't want to come in her mouth this time. He wanted to be inside her again, wanted to feel her milking him with her walls. With a huge effort, he gently released himself from her mouth. He smiled at Alice's look of disappointment.

Pulling her to her feet, he held her close, his erection pulsing between their bodies. "Don't get me wrong, 'cause I loved that, but I want to come inside you again. And I want to make you come first."

Alice felt her already drenched pussy get even wetter if that were possible. Jasper urged her backwards onto the bed. He bent down and took off her shoes as she shimmied back until her head rested on the large pillows. Jasper pushed her legs apart, licking his lips as he looked at her glistening sex, knowing he was responsible for it. His cock ached to bury itself in her heat again but he wasn't rushing it this time.

Leaning over her on hands and knees, he bent down and began licking his way from her throat, down over each breast giving each some attention, then down over her torso to her hips. Sitting back on his haunches, his erection straining, he lifted one of Alice's legs and began kissing his way from her foot up to her inner thigh before doing the same with the other.

Alice felt like she was delirious. Her whole body was flushed and throbbing, especially between her legs. His touch and lips were like a drug and she literally craved him. "Please, Jasper," she pleaded as he kept teasing her.

"What do you want Alice?" he asked huskily. "Do you want me to fuck you? With my finger? My mouth? My cock?"

His words turned her on even more than she was already was, if that were possible. "Yes. I want all of it."

"And I want to give it to you," he replied against her thigh. "I want you to scream in ecstasy."

Alice was panting by now, her hips wriggling as she sought relief. Taking pity on her, he reach down and ran his finger along her folds, opening her up for his gaze. "You're beautiful, Alice. So pink, so soft. So wet for me," he murmured, listening to her ragged panting. He couldn't resist a taste any longer and leaned down to lick from one end of her sex to the other. She was delicious, her taste mixed with his, the thought making him painfully hard. He suddenly felt possessive. He didn't want any other man to have the pleasure of tasting Alice.

Amid her continuous cries of pleasure, he brought her to the edge time and time again with his fingers and tongue. He didn't even feel her pulling on his hair as her back arched, trying to get even closer. Her juices were literally dripping on his hand as he valiantly tried to lick them up, addicted to the sweet taste of her. Lifting his head, he watched her flushed face, covered in a sheen of sweat and gently inserted a couple of fingers inside her.

"Ah shit! Yes!" she gasped as he stroked her. "Oh god, I'm gonna come!" Jasper took her swollen nub in his mouth and sucked hard, his fingers massaging her. Alice felt like she saw stars as an explosive orgasm ripped through her and she couldn't control the scream of pleasure she let out. Her body was completely arched, her limbs trembling as the pleasure consumed her.

Jasper had to exert all his effort not to come right then as he watched her in the throes of her orgasm. She was magnificent! She was responsive beyond belief and he honestly didn't know how he would exist without it in future. He gently brought her back down from her high then moved up over her, kissing her desperately.

Wrapping her arms and legs around him, Alice kissed him back, trying to put all she was feeling into it. She could feel his erection brushing against her, and despite just having the most intense orgasm only moments before, she was ready and aching for him once again.

"Jasper, come inside me. I want you inside me."

Jasper groaned and with a trembling hand, guided himself into her again. It was like coming home. When they were completely joined, he looked into her eyes and felt an overwhelming rush of an emotion he couldn't name. It was more than passion, more than lust. There was affection, trust and something else. He had only met her a few hours ago, but he felt like he'd known her forever. And he was leaving tomorrow. A wave of sadness hit him at the thought.

Alice saw the play of emotions on Jasper's face, sure he was feeling the same things she was feeling. She cupped his face, kissing him softly and rotated her hips, feeling his gasp against her lips.

Without a word spoken, Jasper began moving within her, slowly at first, savouring the sensations of her walls massaging him. He pulled right out and plunged back in, her whimpers filling the room. Faster and faster he moved, his hips thrusting rhythmically. Grabbing one of her legs, he lifted it over his shoulder, allowing him to thrust even deeper.

"Oh god!" Alice cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as she got closer to another climax, each thrust stroking her in just the right places. "Jasper!"

His hair damp with sweat, every nerve ending tingling, Jasper pounded her furiously, not intending to stop until she came apart around him. "Come Alice. Come...for... me," he ground out.

"So...close. Oh god, I'm... so close!" she gasped.

Jasper looked down and saw her luscious breasts bouncing with every thrust. He took one nipple in his mouth, pulled out, stilled for a heartbeat then buried himself to the absolute hilt.

"Jasper!" screamed Alice as she climaxed violently. She could barely breathe as her body convulsed around him and she literally felt lightheaded.

"Alice! Oh god, Alice!" grunted Jasper, burying his face in her throat as spilled himself endlessly inside her. It felt like he was flying apart and he almost felt like crying as kept thrusting, wanting this feeling to never end.

Finally, he collapsed onto her, careful not to squash her. Alice kept her arms around him, kissing his hair, his forehead, anywhere she could reach. They were still joined and Jasper was loath to leave her. When he finally lifted his head he was alarmed to see tears in her eyes.

"Alice? Did I hurt you? Was I too rough? Oh god, I'm sorry, Alice," he asked urgently.

Alice smiled and shook her head, stroking his cheek. "No Jasper. It was...wonderful. Beyond perfect. I'm just afraid I'll never feel anything that perfect again." A tear rolled down her cheek.

Jasper kissed away the tear, before rolling off her and pulling her close, stroking her tousled hair. "I feel the same. I've...never experienced anything like that before," he admitted huskily. "But I'm leaving for Seattle tomorrow."

Not wanting to think about that now, Alice hugged him closer and kissed his chest. "Then let's not waste tonight."

And they didn't. The made love most of the night, in every way possible until they fell into an exhausted sleep in the early hours.

Alice woke as Jasper got out of the rumpled bed to prepare for his departure to Seattle. She watched as he sat on the edge of the bed, his head bowed. She reached out and felt the shudder run through him. She didn't want him to go.

"Jasper?"

He turned his head and smiled at her sadly. "I've got to get ready. My flight leaves in a couple of hours."

"Don't go," pleaded Alice, taking his hand. "Stay."

"I'm booked on this flight, Alice."

"I don't care. Cancel it. Please Jasper. Stay with me at my place for a few days." She watched his face, reading the indecision on it. "Don't you see that what we've found is special? Rare? I felt it the moment I saw you, Jasper. Most people go their whole lives and never experience what we did last night. I know you felt it."

Jasper looked at her, torn. His head told him that the wise thing to do was to go home with just the memory of this night. But his heart was urging him to stay with Alice, to not lose her. To give them a chance.

Determined to fight for them, Alice sat up, took his head in her hands and kissed him, pouring all the emotion she felt into it. Again, she could feel the desire flow between them. "Stay, Jasper. Don't leave."

The fight left him, not that he put up much of a struggle, in truth. "Okay. I'll stay. For a few days at least."

Alice squealed and hugged him, placing kisses all over his face. Before Jasper could even consider changing his mind, he had checked out of the Marriot, and was on his way to Alice's apartment. He would need more clothes and Alice was more than happy to help take him shopping.

After they spent the day and night in her bed, of course.

Jasper ended up staying a whole week with Alice. When they weren't making love, they explored the sights of Chicago and got to know everything about each other. Alice took time off work and it became a magical week.

Finally though, Jasper needed to go home but asked Alice to travel to Forks the following weekend. He couldn't bear to be without her for too long. Alice had eagerly agreed, planning to fly out on Friday evening to Seattle where Jasper would be waiting.

Walking hand in hand through the bustling O'hare Airport, Alice could feel her heart growing heavier and heavier with every step. She would see him in a week but the days would seem interminable. After getting his boarding card, they sat down near the gate as they waited for the flight to board.

Jasper looked down and saw the tear fall down Alice's cheek. Lifting her eyes to his, he kissed her lips softly. "Don't cry baby," he whispered. Stroking her cheek, he looked deeply into her eyes. "Alice. I love you." He'd felt it the moment he touched her; he knew for sure when he couldn't leave her the following day.

Alice burst into tears and held him tightly. Jasper stroked her back, worried that he'd scared her with his feelings. Eventually she looked up at him, a radiant smile on her beautiful, tear streaked face. "Oh Jasper. I love you too. So much. The moment I saw you, I knew I loved you. We were meant to be."

Happier than he could ever remember feeling, Jasper held her close. "Thank God I had to come to Chicago," he murmured against her ear. "I'll miss you every minute until I see you again."

"Me too. I'll count the seconds."

Jasper's flight was called and the lover's reluctantly stood up, arms around each other. Kissing her deeply, Jasper picked up his bag. "I love you Alice. I'll call you every day."

"I love you too Jasper," she whispered, crying again.

With a last kiss, Jasper dragged himself away and gave his boarding card to the attendant. He was just about to go through the doors when Alice called him. Turning around, he gave her a puzzled look.

"Jasper!" called Alice. Taking a deep breath, she took the plunge. "Will you marry me?"

Jasper stood shell-shocked for a moment, not seeing the amused looks from people around them. A moment was all the time he needed though. Dropping his bag, he ran back to Alice and took her in his arms, kissing her with every ounce of love he felt for this amazing woman. His angel.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes, Alice. I'd love to marry you."

Neither noticed the clapping around them.