I know, I know.

I've been neglecting this story for Emmett's Undoing. Can you blame me, though?! Emmett's hot, too. He and Jasper are hot in their own, delicious ways.

Oh yeah, I'm warning you right now… this chapter has some lemony goodness to it. Enjoy!

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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, any of the characters in Twilight, or anything related to the books and/or movies. If I did, I would be way too busy- doing dirty things with the Cullen boys- to sit down at my laptop and write this story. The scenes and general plot ideas that I did borrow from Stephenie Meyer have been revamped to fit my story.

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Learning to Live Again

Chapter Forty-Eight: Reassurances in the Night

I couldn't move. I could barely even breathe as Jasper stood in front of me, motionless. I was standing in only my underwear, and they didn't cover much. I was wearing a pair of black low-rise boy shorts that Alice had recently bought for me. She had been vamping up my underwear drawer the last few days. I have no clue when she did this, but I was thankful for it none the less.

"Jas—" I started, not able to bear the silence.

"Shh, Bella," he whispered. He moved his face closer to mine and placed a soft kiss on my forehead, then my cheek. He stopped at my neck, dropping a kiss and a lick on my sensitive skin. "No more speaking, darling. Tonight I get to worship you and show me just how much you mean to me. I'll make you squirm under my touch, and in the morning there will be no more doubt in your mind about our relationship."

I didn't argue. I couldn't argue with that. I had wanted to spend the evening alone, wallowing in my own insecurities. I could see that would not be happening and was thrilled that my vampire boyfriend had his own plans for us.

"That sounds perfect, Jasper, but let me see you," I begged. "I want to do my own worshipping," I stated as my hands pulled on the hem of his shirt, pushing it upward. I scraped my fingernails down his abs, turning my hands to slide underneath his jeans and boxers. I felt his muscles tense under my hands and smiled.

"I'll make you a deal, Bella dear," he replied with a bargaining edge to his voice. I waited. "I'll strip down for you if you promise me that you'll be a good girl and let me take control tonight. I get to do what I want, when I want."

I rolled my eyes at his request. Had it even been vice versa?! I mean, I was the inexperienced one here. "Deal."

As soon as the word was out of my mouth, I felt my body being lifted and laid gently onto my bed. I started breathing heavily with excitement, my chest rising and falling before Jasper's eyes. They had darkened, and I knew that he was getting caught up in his own desire as well. He stood back, raking the dark eyes over my body appreciatively.

Jasper stayed at the foot of my bed, watching me as he moved his hands to the bottom of his shirt. My house was completely silent as I watched his slow movements, biting my bottom lip in anticipation of what was to come. He pulled the shirt over his head and threw it to the ground. The moonlight coming through my bedroom window reflected off his skin, sparkling like he was in the sunlight.

He moved his hands to jeans and unzipped them, letting them fall to the ground. He stepped out of them and crawled onto the bed, hovering over me. Jasper placed a long, slow kiss on my hipbone, right above my panties. He moved his mouth to my belly button, giving it the same treatment. Underneath my breast was neck. Jasper paid special attention to that area, leaving a mark that only he and I would ever see. After he was satisfied with the mark, he moved to my nipple, eliciting a groan from deep in my throat.

He sucked on the peak, taking it into his mouth. I could feel his teeth softly grazing my breast and knew that Jasper would pull back soon enough. He was cautious of when his mouth was on me, making sure that his fangs didn't penetrate my skin.

As I predicted, he moved his kisses up across my shoulder and to my neck. I sighed as I felt his tongue against the vein in my throat. I moved my hands to clutch his shoulders, scratching his back to pull him up against me.

"Bella, you're supposed to just lay there and let me have my wicked way with you," Jasper whispered against my ear before flicking his tongue inside.

"I am, Jasper, but it's not right to expect me to not touch you. You're too amazing," I said, moving my hands down his back to rest on his hips.

"Alright, I guess I'll permit that," he whispered again. He moved his lips onto mine and thrust his tongue into my mouth. I got lost in the feeling of his tongue battling with my own. I didn't even notice that Jasper moved my leg so that it was wrapped around his waist until I felt his erection thrusting against my center. I bit his lip to stop myself from screaming, remembering that my father was sleeping down the hallway.

"Oh, God, Bella. I can feel how wet you are even through my boxers," he said as his mouth lowered to my neck again. He had one hand fisted in my hair while the other skimmed down my stomach and stopped at the top of my panties. With a quick move, he ripped them from my body and tossed them aside.

"You've got to stop doing that, baby. I'll have none left to wear," I said with a chuckle before grinding my hips against his.

"That's my plan. First the panties, then the bras," Jasper teased me before lowering his head from my face down to my other nipple. He gave it the same attention that he had given my other one just a moment ago. He bypassed my stomach this time and moved right to my heat, letting my leg fall from his body to the bed.

My head fell back in pleasure and my eyes closed from their own volition. I felt Jasper's tongue lick up my slit and then stop at my clit. I felt him press against it and squirmed to try to get closer to him. His hands moved to my hips, holding them still as his tongue entered me.

I turned my head and bit the pillow, stifling the scream that I felt rise from my throat. My breathing was coming quicker as I felt Jasper's tongue thrust in and out of me, stopping to flick my clit every few times. Unconsciously, my hands moved to his head where I grabbed two fists of his hair, pulling him closer to where I need him.

I could pinpoint the moment where Jasper lost control and started tonguing me quicker and harder. My head was spinning from the feelings he was causing my lower half. There was a pressure building in me, ready to snap at any moment. I moved one of my hands from his hair to pinch and tug one of my nipples, feeling so close and needing something to push me over the edge of my orgasm.

It happened when Jasper's finger entered me, pressing against my g-spot while his tongue flattened against my clit again. My mouth opened and I was proud of myself for releasing a silent scream as to not wake my father with my sex trysts. I could feel my release as my legs started to shake. I couldn't hold back a smile as Jasper looked up at me from between my legs. He had a predatory smirk on his face.

He let me calm down before removing his finger from my body and climbing up the bed to be eye-level with me. He kissed me hard before moving us so that he was lying behind me, spooning me against him. I reached back and started tugging down his boxers, needing to feel him against me, needing to give him the same pleasure he gave me. Once I had them tugged down to his knees, Jasper kicked them the rest of the way off and I pounced.

My hand was instantly at his erection, rubbing my finger along the tip, spreading the venom down his thick shaft. Knowing that he loved it so much the first time I had done it, I dipped my hand between my legs, coating it with my cum and moved back to Jasper's dick. I rubbed the wetness along his length, tightening the grip on him when I reached the head.

"Bell—ugh," Jasper whispered against my shoulder blade. He thrust against my backside as I continued to pump my hand up and down him, squeezing the head every time. "I need to be inside of you, baby," he practically begged.

"So do it, baby. I need you, too," I whined out as he thrust against me again.

I felt his hand move down to my left leg, pulling it up so that I was spread for him. He moved lower on the bed, positioning himself against my entrance. With a long, slow thrust he was inside of me. I moved against him, enticed by the way this new position felt. I loved being so intimate with Jasper, able to try anything with him and not being ashamed.

I felt him start thrusting in and out of me, and I pushed back against him to get more friction where I needed it. I reached back again and clutched his hip, digging my nails in as he slammed into me. Jasper's hand moved to my clit, rubbing circles around it. "Make me cum, baby," I begged him. "Please make me cum again."

"Oh, I will," he said with a low growl. He moved us so that I was on my knees in front of him, giving him more access to me with his hands. The hand that wasn't working my clit moved to my hip, pulling me back harder against him. I could feel my entire body shaking with pleasure as Jasper continued to drive in and out of me, bringing us both to release.

He moved his lips to my shoulder blade and sucked on the skin there, nuzzling his face into me. Another long, hard thrust into me and twist of my clit and I was falling over the edge again, my body slumping and falling onto the bed. Jasper was still behind me, thrusting into my core, seeking his own release. As my muscles tightened around him, he groaned into my shoulder and I felt him cum inside of me. His own body twitched in pleasure as he fell onto me.

"Jas—oh my Go—" I was having trouble getting enough breath to speak. I was gasping for air, not only from my boyfriend lying on top of me but from the two orgasms I had just had. "That was amazing," I managed to whisper.

"Amazing doesn't even begin to describe it, darling," he replied. I felt him lift his weight off me and move on the bed. A second later, I was rolled over to face him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against him. I could feel his now flaccid penis against my thigh and knew that in the morning we would both be ready for another round to show our love to each other.

"I'm sorry," I whispered as my lips kissed his chest. "I know to trust you; I know not to doubt you."

"Bella, I don't want you to apologize to me. I just want you to understand," he whispered back, nuzzling his face into my hair.

"I do, Jasper. I understand where you're coming from. I'll go along with the plan."

"Thank you," he said with a sigh of relief as he pulled me tighter to him.