Twilight is the property of Stephanie Meyer, but Jasper, this is your official invite to come and be mine. She doesn't love you like I love you, baby.
Thank you as always to my beta, Mynxi. She has taught me so much and made me so much better at this. I'm truly grateful.
Chapter Twelve
JPOV
Lying propped up on the pillows, I watched Bella sleep. Completely relaxed, her face was soft and peaceful, free from the signs of the tension that so frequently plagued her when she was awake. It was all I could do to stop my cold fingers from tracing her heart shaped face while she slept, but I feared my touch would wake her.
Sighing quietly, I rolled onto my back and looked at the ceiling, recalling the expression on her face as she came for the first time on my fingertips. She was always beautiful, but the look of her being carried away by passion was breathtaking, even to a non-breathing vampire. Unfortunately, my dick seemed to agree, and I got hard at the mental image. The memory of her asking to make me feel good did nothing to ease my situation.
It was a bridge that we would soon have to cross if we were to continue the natural progression of our physical relationship. I wanted to move on to the next level of intimacy, and I knew Bella wouldn't accept a one sided life of pleasure. That was far from my desire as well, so it was time to test the waters some more. So far, I hadn't had any difficulty controlling my movements as I pleasured her, but bringing my own needs into the mix would be more challenging.
Mentally reciting the periodic table to will away my hard on, I relaxed as I realized we would just have to continue one step at a time, together, just as we had been doing all along. Bella was a partner to me in every sense of the word, and I knew that she would make sure that our physical journey was a joint effort.
What a difference, I thought to myself, remembering my relationship with Alice. I had been so relieved at the different life she offered that I was willing to follow her blindly after we met. She had immediately taken charge of all the large decisions, but slowly, she had begun to run all aspects of our life together, down to my wardrobe. I would be forever grateful to her for leading me to my current lifestyle and for showing me that a loving relationship was possible for me, but our life together had been far from perfect. In the few short months Bella and I had spent together, we had already developed into a much more balanced and healthy relationship than I had ever dreamed of with Alice.
The gradual brightening of the room caught my attention, and I gently shifted myself out of the bed. Hopefully, Bella would be able to sleep for a few more hours, but I needed to check my e mail and text Emmett to find out when he and Rose would be over.
I slipped on a comfy long sleeved T-shirt and walked out to my desk. I logged on to my email and read Jenks' prompt progress report. He had a surveillance team picked out and would be assembling them for briefing today. They were all specialists in covert surveillance and high tech camouflage with military backgrounds. They were aware of the dangerous nature of the assignment and were prepared to accept it.
He also mentioned that his man in the Forks PD was confident that he could secure Bella's possessions by the end of this week. He would forward the boxes to Jenks who would await my instructions. I smiled at the thought of being able to provide Bella with a physical link to her family.
I emailed him a message of acknowledgement and shifted back in my chair. I desperately wanted Bella far away from these K2 people, but I knew it was useless to try to persuade her to abandon Andy. The thought of taking her away wouldn't leave my mind, and I started searching the internet for nearby getaways. She didn't have to work until Monday, so a long weekend would be perfect. I grinned in satisfaction as I found the perfect place and clicked to make the arrangements.
Bella would probably find it over the top, but it would be a welcome break from her daily life, as well as a beautiful environment to continue our physical exploration of each other. I broke off from that train of thought as I heard footsteps approaching the door to the apartment.
Using vampire speed, I opened the door quickly for Emmett and Rosalie, hoping to avoid waking Bella. Emmett strutted in radiating self satisfaction and gave me a fist bump.
"Hope your night was as good as mine, man," he bragged as he walked in and had a seat on the couch.
I couldn't stop the answering smile that crossed my lips. "Quiet man, she's still sleeping in there," I began before I was cut off by Rosalie.
"Emmett, stop being a pig. You guys can fuck and tell another time. I, for one, have zero desire to hear about any of Jasper's night. I saw enough of that shit first hand at the club, I don't need to imagine anything else," she snapped as she strolled in and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.
I pulled her in for a quick hug as I felt uncertainty and sadness from her. "What's on your mind, Rosie?" I asked gently.
"Just dreading going back to deal with Alice and Edward," she admitted sadly. "I have no idea when we'll see either of them, but it just kind of hangs over me, especially with the 'you and Bella' development. I don't think they'll take the news well, and I don't look forward to being the one to tell them, Jasper."
"I can understand why you feel that way, Rose, but with Edward's ability and Alice's visions, you may not need to say anything at all. For all we know, they already know," Emmett said reassuringly, as I picked up a wave of affection and protectiveness for Rosalie from him.
"I'm sorry, Emmett, Rosalie. I'm sorry I'm putting you in that position." Bella's sleepy voice broke into the room. Taking in her tired appearance, I gave her a quick kiss as I passed her on my way to the kitchen to start her coffee brewing.
When I returned to the living area, she was curled up on the smaller couch, tucking her feet underneath her. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and a pair of old yoga pants and she looked perfectly adorable to my eyes. Sitting next to her, I reached out my hand for hers, enjoying our peace for a moment as her hand met mine before she spoke again.
"I never wanted to have to deal with this," Bella began again. "I don't want to cause either Edward or Alice more pain, and I would honestly be happy never crossing paths with them again. You guys make it more complicated," she said apologetically. "Now you know I'm here and with Jasper, and as soon as Edward is in the same room with you, he'll know, assuming Alice hasn't filled him in already."
"Alice isn't always coherent anymore," Emmett interjected sadly.
I felt an intense flash of pain from Bella before she shut it down, so I tugged her gently into my lap, hoping to comfort her. She leaned into me, but I could tell she was becoming anxious as her heart rate picked up.
"Easy, Sweetheart," I soothed her. "You don't have to see anyone you don't want to. Say the word and I'll take you far away from here. Now calm down so you can drink a cup of coffee without getting all wired," I teased her softly.
She looked up at me and let her guard down enough for me to feel her love and appreciation before her emotional walls went back up.
"We'll have to tell Carlisle when we get back, and he'll tell Esme," Emmett blurted out.
"I know, Emmett. Don't worry, I won't ask you to lie for me," Bella said softly. "All I can ask is that you warn me if you know Edward is coming here."
"I promise, Bells," he replied sincerely, earning a grunt from Rosalie.
"What happened to 'bros before hos'?" she snapped angrily.
"Rosalie," I said warningly before Emmett interrupted.
"Over the line, Rosie," he chided gently but firmly. "I love Edward, he's my brother. But he dug this hole, and he'll have to live with what's at the bottom," he said simply, squeezing her hand between his huge one. She made no reply, but leaned against him heavily, a rare show of need from Rosalie Hale.
Emmett shifted the conversation to the NCAA basketball tournament, and he and I kept topics light after that. Bella said little as she sipped her coffee, and Rose returned to her ever present magazine. Within an hour, they were saying 'goodbye' as they got ready to head back to Syracuse, promising again to keep us informed about Edward and Alice. Bella was polite to Rosalie, but surprised Emmett by giving him a warm hug as they prepared to leave. His smile was priceless as he picked her up off the ground to squeeze her.
After they left, I filled her in on Jenks' team, sighing as I felt her anxiety surface again.
"Jasper, I want to go see Andy," she said earnestly, her eyes wide and pleading. "I have a couple of things in the apartment that I should pick up anyway," she added. "You can come too, it'll be perfectly safe. I just really need to talk to him now that I know who he's dealing with."
Walking over to her with a refilled cup of coffee, I forced myself to remain calm. The idea of her anywhere near Andy's new friends made me want to drag her in the opposite direction. However, I appreciated that she was keeping her safety in mind.
"This is something you really need to do?" I asked, as I leaned over the back of the sofa to hand the coffee to her.
"Yes, Jasper. I really need to know that I'm doing everything in my power to help him," she answered as she turned toward me to take the cup.
"Okay, then. Why don't you go do your morning thing and we'll get this over with," I said tersely. I hated being short with her, but the stress of putting her in harm's way made me edgy.
She sighed and placed her cup on the coffee table, and I mentally chided myself for pissing her off. I was shocked when she sat up on her knees and faced me over the couch. Her eyes were luminous as she used both hands to tug my face down toward hers. She pressed her lips against mine in a chaste but fervent kiss.
"I love you, Jasper Whitlock. You are a good man," she breathed against my lips before standing up and walking into the bedroom to get ready. I watched her go in silence, wryly admitting to myself how effectively she had shut down my anxiety driven anger.
Two hours later, we were walking into her previous home. As we approached the door, I registered only one heartbeat from the other side. She knocked loudly before using her key, and I couldn't stop the feeling of triumph at the acknowledgement that her home was now with me.
There was no answer to her knock so she opened the door. I gently pushed myself in front of her to enter first. The place was a wreck again, a far cry from the neat but threadbare condition it had been in when I first followed her home. Andy's bleary, reddened eyes met mine as I walked in. He dragged himself into a sitting position on the couch and gave me a small nod, at odds with the smirk on his face.
"Slumming this morning, Izzy?" he slurred at Bella as she walked in behind me. "Glad you brought the bodyguard with you this time, it's not safe for you here," he warned as he glared at her.
She met his gaze without flinching at his words. "I need to pick up the last of my shit, assuming your ass-hole friends haven't trashed it," she said brusquely. "That, and I wanted to talk to you." She walked over to the coffee table and sat on it to face him.
"Bella, I'm gonna go pack up your stuff and give you guys a minute. I'll be in your room," I said softly as I walked down the hallway. I felt slightly guilty at the false illusion of privacy Andy would have, but I had no intention of even trying not to listen.
She jumped right in to her intervention, pleading with him to leave with us today. I was unsurprised by his response.
"Izzy, go try to save someone worth saving," he said, his frustration and pain clear to me even from Bella's room. "You've done what you can for me, now get your stuff and go home with him. Don't come back; let him take care of you. You've got a good thing now, it's time for you to move on, Izz. I'm glad I could help you out when you needed it, but I'm not that guy anymore. I meant what I said, it's not safe for you here, and I have no power to protect you," he said earnestly. "I'm begging you, Bella, walk out the door and don't come back."
I could smell her tears as she answered. "You are worth saving, Andy," she said quietly. "I know you're hurting and that you're alone, but that doesn't make you worthless. The guy who saved me is still sitting right in front of me. What are they making you do? What are they holding over you?" she asked quickly.
I heard the footsteps approaching the door and I was down the hallway in a flash, slowing to a human pace only once I reached Andy's line of sight. As the apartment door opened, I reached Bella, standing behind her, shielding her from whoever was entering.
"Well, well, hope I'm not intruding on your little reunion," Alex's cool voice cut into the room. He strutted confidently into the room and moved to stand behind Andy's couch. He reached down and pulled Andy's face harshly up toward his own, giving him a violent kiss before abruptly releasing him.
"You must be Jasper, the hero of the day," he said, returning his attention to me. Remaining silent, I nodded grimly at him, my eyes flashing a warning at him as he began evaluating Bella.
"And beautiful Izzy, we meet again," he said smoothly. "You made quite an impression on several of my guys that evening at the club. They look forward to seeing more of you," he threatened, a sick grin crossing his face.
Bad, bad, bad, I said to myself. She had attracted even more attention than I had feared, and I needed to get her out of here fast.
"Not gonna happen," I said evenly as I gently pulled her to stand. I looked at Andy, noting his blank expression. His emotions were a manic mix of panic, pain and fear. "The offer stands man," I said to him. "You can walk out the door with us right now. I hope for her sake you do, because you can be sure she won't be coming here again," I said flatly as Bella and I walked toward the exit.
Bella moved compliantly with me, but I could feel flashes of her desperation threatening to break through. She turned to look back as we reached the door.
"Please, Andy," she begged one last time.
He shook his head negatively and I tugged her through the door.
"Until we meet again, little Isabel," Alex sang out as I allowed the door to slam behind us.
Bella sagged against me a little as we headed toward the stairs, so I scooped her up into my arms. Her breaths were tight and rapid, and her hands clutched my jacket. Making soothing sounds, I walked out to the street, relieved when I saw my car was waiting where I parked it. I made short work of getting us buckled in and started the engine, eager to get the hell out of there.
We rode home without speaking, her hand clutching mine tightly over the gearshift as I drove. Her panic gradually subsided, but I felt despair begin to wash over her as we approached my building. Parking quickly, I helped her out of the car, my dead heart contracting painfully at the despondent look on her face. Bella leaned on me heavily as we made our way into the apartment, clearly struggling not to fall apart.
As soon as we crossed the threshold, she let go, her legs buckling as she sagged in my arms. I gently lowered us to the floor and moved her into my lap, rocking her as she sobbed quietly.
"It's too late, isn't it, Jasper?" she moaned into my shirt. "He's doing what I had to do, fucking for money. Only I can't help him, he won't let me."
"You don't know that, Sweetheart. Don't give up yet. We have the right people working on it, we'll see what we find out," I said in a soothing tone, hoping I was right. I wanted to calm her, but I didn't want to offer false hope either.
She began to calm quickly, wiping her tears on her sleeve. "I'm sorry, that's the last thing you need to deal with," she said as she sniffed noisily.
"I like dealing with everything about you," I teased softly as I stood us up and carried her to the couch. Leaving her on my lap, I turned her to face me and began pressing soft kisses along her neck, tasting the salt of her tears with each kiss. She sighed heavily and I immediately stopped kissing her. I was relieved to see a trace of humor cross her face as I faked a pout at her.
"I'm sorry, Jasper. It's not that I don't appreciate your blatant attempt to distract me from the fuckfest that is Andy's life by making out with me, I just find it hard to get in the mood when I'm snotty," she said sheepishly, wiping her puffy eyes again.
"Why don't you take a bath, Sweetheart?" I suggested. "I don't think that tub's ever been used."
Her face lit up at my words. "That sounds perfect, Jasper. I won't be long, just enough to stop feeling like a used tissue."
"You look nothing like a used tissue, Baby," I told her gently. "Now go soak your troubles away in some bubbles."
She rolled her eyes at my lame joke and walked into the bedroom. After a few moments, I heard the water turn on in the bathroom as she filled the tub. I groaned at the mental image of her stepping into the tub, my dick hardening with the thought. I tried every mental trick I had used in my long vampire existence to distract myself, but every time I heard the water splash, I visualized her naked in the bath.
I forced myself to remain seated where I was until I heard the tub begin to drain. Even then, I tried to stop my feet from walking toward the bedroom, but they weren't listening. I tried to remind myself that she was still hurting for her friend, and that she may feel strongly about privacy after bathing, but this too was ineffective at slowing my progress toward the bathroom.
As I entered the bedroom, I realized that she had left the bathroom door slightly ajar, an indication to my throbbing dick that she wasn't opposed to company. I slowly pushed the door open further, gaping at the sight before me.
Bella's hair was in a loose knot on top of her head, damp strands hanging down her neck. She was stepping out of the tub, water still running down her long legs. My vampire brain registered these details, although my eyes were fixed on another area of her body.
"Bella Swan," I groaned out as my feet moved forward involuntarily.
She looked up quickly at me, but displayed no other sign of being startled. She followed my gaze and began to blush slightly.
"What can I tell you, Jasper? I worked a strip club for awhile, and once you go bare, you don't go back," she said in a sultry voice as she moved the towel down her torso approaching the lips of her completely bare pussy.
Using vampire speed, I was kneeling in front of her and holding the towel before she could blink, my eyes still locked on her glistening folds.
"Allow me," I whispered, looking up at her dark eyes. She merely nodded as I took the towel from her and gently moved the soft material over her flat stomach and down her thighs, just avoiding where I most wanted to touch. I moved the towel back up her legs and over her back, bringing it over her shoulders and down to her breasts, pressing slightly harder as I passed over her peaked nipples.
She moaned at the contact and I noticed her pussy was growing wetter as I dried the rest of her body.
"Jasper," she whispered, looking down at me, desire written across every feature in her face. I scooped her up into my arms and in a second she was lying in front of me on the bed, fully exposed to me for the first time.
"So beautiful," I said earnestly as I gazed at her. "I can't wait to touch you, Sweets."
"Then DO it, Jasper," she said stridently, sitting up to grab my hand.
"Easy, Sweetheart," I said softly as I began to palm her breasts. "I'll get there, I promise. I just want to get re-acclimated first." I pressed my lips against her hot skin, kissing along the rise of her left breast on the way to her nipple. Her heart raced in response as she tipped her head back and used her hands to press my mouth closer to her.
I tongued her nipple gently before I sucked. Encouraged by her moan, I rolled my lips over my teeth to "bite" her without breaking skin. Her hands tightened in my hair and she moaned my name. I continued the same treatment on the other breast as I slid my hand down her torso, finally reaching her wet pussy.
She moaned my name again and opened her legs further as she pushed herself up toward my hand. Wanting to savor this moment, I moved my finger slowly down into her moisture, groaning at the sensation of heat as I touched her silken folds. She gasped as I dipped my finger into her entrance, groaning out loud as her juices coated my finger.
She repeated my name, tossing her head back and forth as I moved my finger back toward her clit, circling the sensitive bud several times before pressing it firmly. She bucked her hips into my fingertip, moaning wordlessly. Concentrating intently on controlling my fingers perfectly, I pinched her bundle of nerves ever so gently as I moved my other hand to penetrate her with one finger.
The soft heat surrounding my finger was unlike anything I had experienced before. Her hips thrust up to meet my finger as I carefully thrust it in and out of her tight opening. I looked up at her beautiful face as she tossed her head on the pillow in abandon at the feeling of my finger fucking her.
She was extremely tight, but very wet so I cautiously added another finger, grinning as her moans began to run together into a sort of keening scream. I could feel her internal muscles starting to flutter around my fingertips and knew she was close.
"Look at me, Baby," I crooned gently. "I want to see your eyes when you come on my fingers, Bella."
Her eyes shot open at my words and she raised herself up onto her elbows, driving my fingers slightly deeper into her. The movement shot her over the edge, and her soft walls clamped around me as she moved her hips to prolong the sensation of her orgasm. She kept her eyes open and locked on mine as she chanted my name over and over before she finally fell back onto the pillows behind her.
"So good," she moaned as she watched me withdraw my fingers from her body and lick them clean of her juices.
"So good," I said softly as I savored her taste.
She sat up and crawled down the bed toward me, grabbing my hair tightly with both hands and kissing me deeply, moaning as she tasted herself on my tongue.
"So good," she repeated as she broke the kiss and smiled. Her gaze ran down my fully clothed body, lingering on my extremely visible hard on, and she began to frown.
"Definitely your turn now, Jasper," she said firmly. I began to shake my head and she cut my protest off. "I don't want to hear it. We'll never get anywhere if we don't start somewhere, and we're going to start with me touching your dick, right here, right now," she ordered tartly. "Now take your shirt off."
"Bella, disobeying that order may be one of the hardest things I've ever forced myself to do, including eating animals," I said lightly. Her eyes flashed in anger, so I rushed to explain myself. "You're right, it's time to start seeing how I do when you touch me, and believe me I am eager for the experience. However, there are two good reasons that right now is not the time."
Her expression was murderous and she raised an eyebrow. "Please, Jasper, enlighten me as to the reason for the delay," she muttered darkly.
"Reason one… I haven't hunted since yesterday, and I don't want to take even the slightest chance that my lust might get channeled into bloodlust," I admitted frankly. She rolled her eyes at my words and roughly pushed back onto the pillows, crossing her arms beneath her naked breasts.
"I'm serious, Bella. Just because it hasn't been a problem yet doesn't mean it won't happen. Risking you is not something I can live with, end of story." I was relieved to see her expression soften slightly, indicating she was beginning to accept my reasoning.
"Now, do you want to hear the second reason, or should I just let you sit there naked and pout at me?" I teased. She couldn't stop her grin, so she bit her lip and looked up at me, fluttering her eyelashes flirtatiously.
"Reason number two is that we don't have time right now, because we need to pack," I announced as I stood up and walked to my closet.
"Pack for what?" she asked, jumping up to follow me.
"I'm taking you away for a long weekend, Sweetheart. You start work next week, so I want to enjoy my last uninterrupted days with you in seclusion."
I was relieved when she seemed excited about the idea rather than protesting the expense. "Where are we going, what should I bring?" she rattled off quickly.
"I rented us a house on a lake upstate. Just pack casual and comfortable, it's pretty isolated. And, significant to your previous complaint, I can hunt practically outside our door, so I'll be at your disposal this evening," I drawled, flashing a grin at her as I turned to lift a suitcase down from the closet shelf.
I felt the heat of her body as she pressed up against me to hug me from behind. "Thank you, Jasper, it sounds great," she breathed into my back.
Groaning as my dick stood at attention again, I reached one hand behind me to slap her ass cheek lightly. "Not helping me out, Bella," I chided as she squealed and hopped down. "Now get dressed unless you want me to change my mind and spend the next hour in a cold shower thanks to you!"
She blew me a kiss and scampered out of the closet to start sorting her stuff out. I was relieved that between getting her off and taking her away for the weekend, I had been able to get her mind off of Andy for awhile.
BPOV
We were in Jasper's fuckawsome Porsche SUV, literally flying up I 87 on our way to the Adirondacks. The sun was peeking in and out of the clouds, occasionally causing Jasper's white skin to glitter.
"Shouldn't you be careful not to get a speeding ticket? What if the sun comes out while you're pulled over with the nice officer?" I asked half-seriously.
"Easy, Bella," he replied. "If I get pulled over, I'll just whammy the nice officer with a shot of friendliness and we'll get off with a quick warning."
"As long as you have a plan, Whitlock," I answered agreeably, leaning back into the plush leather seat and enjoying the ride.
Thanks to the Porsche's warp speed capability and good luck avoiding speed traps, we made good time to the mountains. The skies grew cloudier as we drove, and by the time we left the interstate and turned onto a much smaller road I noticed snowflakes in the air. The towns became smaller and smaller, until Jasper finally pulled into an outfitter shop in a quaint community called Newton Falls.
"Seriously, Newton Falls?" I asked, wondering if he would remember the annoying boy from Forks.
He grinned evilly at me before answering. "I'm sure there's no relation, Bella. Just in case though, you better stick close in the store. Don't want you picking up any more admirers while my back's turned," he teased as he turned the car off.
I followed him into the store, mentally praying that we wouldn't really need any of the outdoor gear I was surrounded by. Without paying attention, I had wandered away from Jasper, but thankfully I wasn't accosted by any pushy Newtonians. I made my way to the front of the store, dismayed when I saw Jasper standing with several large bags of purchased equipment.
He noticed my expression and laughed outright at me. "Trust me, Bella. It'll be fun," was all he would say when I pestered him for details of his plans for the weekend.
"We'll need to unload the Porsche and move our stuff into our ride for the next few days," he mentioned as he walked across the parking lot to a utilitarian Jeep.
"Jeez, where are we going, the Arctic?" I quipped.
"Not that far, but it's pretty rough riding to our place," he answered cheerfully. "We'll need to stop at the grocery store and load up for you. I don't think we'll want to drive back out once we get there."
We loaded our bags into the Jeep and made an efficient trip to the grocery store. It was refreshingly well equipped for such a small town, and I enjoyed picking out items to cook for myself during our stay. Before I knew it, we were back in the Jeep and trekking down a remote road leading into dense woodland. Eventually, even this road ended, tapering off into a snowy trail.
"Our place is the only one off of this trail," Jasper mentioned as he easily handled the Jeep over the rough terrain. After about an hour of four wheel driving, the trail evened out slightly. We came around a sharp bend, and I lost my breath as I took in the scene in front of us.
"Welcome to Lake Lila," Jasper said softly, stopping the truck so I could take it in. The lodge style home was huge, apparently built on three staggered levels, the back directly accessing the frozen lake. There was a beach area and a long dock for use during warmer weather. Along the shore, snowy pine trees drooped softly toward the frozen lake surface, creating a perfect winter landscape.
"It's beautiful, Jasper," I said reverently. "I've never seen anything like it." I was stuck with appreciation for the perfection in front of me. My life had been completely urban for the past two years, and this isolated location was soothing to my battered soul. "Let's go inside," I breathed out excitedly.
"Your wish is my command," Jasper teased sweetly as he put the Jeep back into gear. He pulled it into the garage and was at my car door before I had my seatbelt unbuckled. He held both my hands as I began to step down from the high seat. Noticing that the Jeep had even out my height disadvantage, I grabbed the opportunity to kiss him before I slid slowly down his body until my feet reached the ground, reveling in the sound of his groan as I stepped away from him.
"Thank you," I said sweetly as I tugged his hand to lead him into the house.
"Vixen," he muttered under his breath as he followed me, passing me the key as we walked.
I opened the door and stepped into the beautiful home. The garage opened into a mudroom which led into the well appointed kitchen. My fingers were itching to cook as I trailed my hand over the stainless steel appliances. The kitchen opened up into a great room, the requisite giant stone fireplace taking up an entire wall on one side. The exterior wall was all windows, overlooking the frozen lake. Jasper explained that from the great room you could either go downstairs toward a game room and hot tub, or upstairs to the bedrooms.
"Damn, I forgot to pack a bathing suit," I pouted at Jasper. "The hot tub sounds so nice, too," I said, exaggerating my regretful tone.
He completely saw through my tease and smirked at me from the window wall. "Fortunately, there's no dress code for the guests here. No suit will be required, Miss Swan," he said smoothly. As he spoke, he gave me a wink that made my girlie bits wake up and want to play. Obviously aware of my reaction, his smirk grew wider.
Hmm, two can play this game, I thought to myself. Sighing dramatically, I bit my lower lip and looked up at him while batting my eyelashes. Concentrating intently, I forced myself to relax my usual tight hold on my emotions, hoping he was getting a good dose of my desire. Before I could draw my next breath, he was in front of me, pressing me up against the wall and demonstrating exactly how much of my desire he had experienced.
"Mmmmm," I sighed as I wrapped my legs tightly around his hips and threw myself into kissing the pants off of Jasper Whitlock. I tugged on his hair to move his head back so I could kiss down his neck. His rumbling growl gave me hope that I was succeeding in kissing his pants off, when suddenly he broke away to kiss me on the nose, gently setting me back onto the floor while holding me lightly in his arms.
"No fair," I moaned, pouting again. "I was kissing your pants off."
"Yes, you were," he agreed with a laugh, pulling me against him so he could lean his chin on the top of my head. "But I want to go hunt now so you can really kiss my pants off later."
Suddenly a huge proponent of Jasper's delayed gratification plan, I jumped backwards and playfully swatted at him. "What are you waiting for, then? Get going, Whitlock!" I ordered cheerfully. I laughed outright when he mock saluted me and made for the door.
I turned to follow him after him to the garage, planning to start unloading the Jeep. Before I even made it to the door, I gasped as Jasper flashed back in at vampire speed, carrying our bags. He winked at me and zipped off again, returning in seconds with the grocery bags.
"So sweet," I whispered at him as he blew me a kiss and was gone in a flash. I smiled as I turned to get to work unloading groceries. Since I was still only cooking for myself, I had kept my grocery list basic. I made quick work in the kitchen and decided to brew some tea. I was usually a coffee girl, but the tranquility surrounding me put me in the mood for tea.
After enjoying the hot beverage, I decided to explore the upper level of the home. I grabbed two bags I could easily carry and made my way upstairs. I peeked in three lovely bedrooms as I walked down the hallway, but I was drawn to the end of the hall by the soft light emanating from the room at the back of the house.
I stepped inside and realized this was clearly the master bedroom. It was a perfect woodland sanctuary, complete with a stone fireplace. The room was painted in a shade of sage green, contrasted nicely by the stark white bedding. I sat the bags down in front of the closet and sat down on the bed, gazing out the wall of windows to the side.
It was late afternoon and the sun breaking through the clouds, shades of pink just barely visible on the horizon. The light shining through the evergreens and barren branches was breathtaking. I closed my eyes and listened to the unbroken silence surrounding me. My life had been nearly absent of silence since I had run away from Forks, and I now realized how much I had missed it.
Kicking my shoes off, I lay down on the plush comforter facing the windows so I could watch the sunset. Thoughts of my past drifted through my mind, but it wasn't painful. Memories of Charlie fishing and Renee burning dinner brought a small smile to my face. It felt good to think of them free of grief and fear, as if I could now honor them with pleasant memories of our lives before they were taken from me.
As the sun moved lower in the sky, my eyelids drifted shut and I fell into a deep sleep. When I woke, I realized I was underneath a blanket and that the smell of a wood burning fire was in the air. I dragged my heavy eyelids open to see Jasper's amber eyes looking down at me.
"You looked so peaceful," he said softly as he sat down on the edge of the bed. The room was dark other than the flickering light from the fireplace. The light cast a warmer hue to his icy pale skin, and the shadows made his wheat colored hair look darker.
"It's a very peaceful place," I agreed as I reached a hand up to smooth a lock of hair out of his eyes. It was thick and soft and I was unable to stop myself from repeating the motion over and over again. He closed his eyes, apparently enjoying the sensation, so I kept going as he allowed me to tug him down to lie next to me.
I repositioned myself so that I was lying on my side, my chin resting on top of his head, the reverse of the way we usually slept. My fingers never stopped their journey through his hair as I pressed gentle kisses onto his head. He reached one arm out to tug me even closer to him. I felt his cool breath before he pressed a gentle kiss to the hollow of my neck.
He left his lips pressed gently against my skin without moving. I nuzzled his hair with my nose, immersing myself in his musky scent. I felt so connected to him, as if by lying so close we had actually merged together. All of the pain we had faced on our own had led us to this moment of peace together.
I relaxed even further and mentally released my emotions, wanting Jasper to know exactly how I felt. I moved one hand down to touch his face so I could feel the moment he began to smile as my emotions reached him. It was tempting to move to see his beautiful smile, but I didn't want to break the perfect stillness. Instead, I let my fingers see for me, tracing the slight creases his smile caused before pressing my thumb gently against his lips.
We lay together in our silent bliss for endless minutes, maybe hours. I lost all track of time, lost in the feeling of being wrapped around the man I loved, literally pouring my love into him. I gradually became aware of a change in my emotions, the intensity of my love and happiness increasing, becoming larger than I could hold in my body. I felt as if I was exploding in joy and love, and tears began to escape my eyes as I felt Jasper reign in the feeling he had projected toward me.
"Wow," I gasped out as I regained the breath necessary for speech. He pushed himself up on an elbow and leaned over me, running a hand through my tangled hair.
"Yeah," he said simply, shrugging his shoulders before leaning in to kiss me with a soft open mouth. Our tongues danced gently together, but before our embrace intensified, he pushed himself up into a sitting position.
"It's getting later, Bella. We should get you something to eat. You missed lunch while we drove," he scolded. "I should have been more aware of the time. Next time, remind me," he ordered, regret filling his voice.
"I would have said something if I was hungry," I said as I struggled into a sitting position. "And now that you mention it, I'm really hungry," I finished with a laugh. He gently pulled me into standing and smiled as he led me out of the bedroom toward the kitchen.
I made a quick and simple meal of grilled cheese and tomato soup, the perfect winter combination. Jasper looked concerned about the condensed soup and I had fun teasing him about roasting dinosaur meat over the campfire during his "ancient" human days.
After that jab, he went all caveman, throwing me over his shoulder and slapping me on the ass as he carried me out of the kitchen. I reached down to "pinch" his ass in revenge, but I don't think he even felt it. A light bulb went off in my head as I figured out a more effective way to retaliate. I wriggled around on his shoulder as he laughed at my feeble escape attempt.
His laughter stopped as I squirmed into position and used my feet to rub his groin over top of his jeans. His dick reacted immediately and he pressed himself eagerly into my feet.
"I'm not sure, but I think you might have a situation there, Jasper," I said in a thoughtful tone. "I could probably investigate it a little better with my hands, but I just can't reach from here." He laughed as he used vampire speed to rush us up to the master bedroom, and before I blinked I was on my back on the bed, wrapping my legs around Jasper's waist as he attacked my mouth. He pushed his erection into my core, and I moaned as he broke off our kiss and looked down.
"Wait right there," he said quickly, smirking at my dazed expression. In a flash, he had rekindled the fireplace and dimmed the lights around the room. I sat up on my knees as he approached the bed again. Reaching my hands under the hem of his shirt, I caressed his firm abdomen before pushing the fabric up and over his head.
He stood shirtless in front of me, and I actually sat back to take in the view. The flickering firelight illuminated his pale skin and cast shadows over the hard contours of his pecs and abdominals. His jeans hung low on his hips, and my eyes were drawn to the perfect V created by his muscles.
My brain finally clicked into motion, and I realized that I could be touching and looking, so I jumped into action. His eyes smoldered down at me as I leaned forward to caress every inch of available skin. He remained motionless as I touched him, but he groaned as I lightly ran my fingers over his nipples. I wanted nothing more than to continue my exploration, but I knew I needed to keep things at a slow pace if I wanted him to let me keep going.
"Okay?" I asked in a breathy voice, my eyes scanning his face for any sign of distress. His eyes were dark and there was tension in his jaw, but I was hoping it was just arousal from my touch.
"I'm good," he breathed out as he looked down at me.
Taking that as permission to continue, I sat up on my knees to kiss him urgently. He opened his mouth to allow my tongue access and we both moaned into each other. I ran my hands over his chest as I pulled back to kiss my way down his throat. His hands gently cradled my head as I moved further down to press a soft kiss over one nipple. He groaned my name out loud, but his hands were still relaxed on my head, so I grew bolder and licked the pebbled bud.
In an instant we were on the bed, his body propped up against the pillows as I hovered over his flawless chest. I slowly moved forward again, asking permission with my eyes as I moved. He nodded once as I returned to kiss and lick his other nipple. As I laved his cold skin with my tongue, I brought my hands up and caressed his stony abdomen, brushing against the top of his jeans as I moved.
He moaned my name and I moved my palm down the fly of his jeans, pressing firmly onto his erection. He bucked his hips into my hand, and I smiled against his chest at the knowledge that he was hard for me, because of how I was touching him. The thought of it made me wet and eager for more. Leaving my hand pressing over his bulging dick, I looked up at him. His eyes were closed and he had moved one hand behind his head, the other clenching the comforter.
I knew what I wanted to do, but I needed to hear Jasper tell me it was okay to go on. Regretfully, I moved my hand off his hard length and grabbed his clenched fist. His eyes flew open as I moved his hand to my lips, kissing each knuckle as he relaxed his grip.
"I can't tell if I'm making you feel good or torturing you," I admitted in a whisper, suddenly completely unsure of my next move. "I want to touch you so much, but I feel like I might be pushing you too far." His dark eyes softened as he registered my hesitation.
"I'm sorry, Sweetheart, I didn't mean to confuse you," he whispered back, pulling me into his lap, my ass snug against his erection. "Your fingers and mouth on me is the hottest fucking thing I have ever felt," he growled into my ear in a low tone. "You're so soft and hot, I can't describe how amazing it feels."
His words and husky voice sent shivers straight to my clit, and I couldn't resist wiggling my ass against his dick. His answering moan vibrated through my body.
"The way you touch me is perfect, Bella. I can't wait to feel your hot little hand around my dick," he murmured into my ear. "I want you to touch me any way you want feel like, and if it's something I can't handle, I'll let you know, I promise. So relax and enjoy yourself, 'cause I sure as hell am gonna."
With those words, he licked a trail down the side of my neck along my shoulder, and I moaned as I felt more moisture dripping into my panties. I turned around to push him back, and he laughed as he complied with my movement. I leaned over him to press a brief kiss against his marble lips before sliding quickly down his body, my fingers flying to the top button of his jeans.
I locked my eyes on his as I slipped the row of buttons open. I cocked my head at him, wordlessly asking him to lift his hips. He complied with a smile, and I shimmied his jeans down and off, keeping eye contact with him. I finally allowed my eyes to drift down his body, beholding his naked dick for the first time.
It was as perfect as the rest of his body, long and thick and begging for my touch. I trailed my hand up his calf and inner thigh, avoiding his erection for now. I moved both hands to his hip bones, biting my lip in anticipation.
"Please, Bella," he whispered, his dark eyes piercing into me.
Smiling at him, I slowly began to move my hands down his perfect V before running my fingertips over his dick, base to tip. He hissed in pleasure as his cock twitched at my touch. Unwilling to delay for another second, I grasped his entire shaft in my hand, slowly pumping as I marveled at the play of the soft skin over the steely hardness.
He groaned in pleasure and tossed his head against the pillows.
"So good, Baby. So soft, so warm," he moaned. "Please don't stop."
"I'm not stopping, Jasper," I reassured him as I repeated the pumping movement while cupping his balls with my other hand. I continued rubbing him over and over, collecting the moisture seeping out of the tip with each pass of my hand. He began to thrust into my hand, and I felt my own arousal begin to throb.
Feeling emboldened by my own lust, I tugged firmly down on his balls as I increased the speed of the hand pumping him.
"Fuck, Bella, I'm coming!" he shouted as I watched in fascination as the cool streams of cum shot out of his thrusting dick, coating my fingers and dripping onto his abdomen. His orgasm went on and on, so I kept moving my hand until he finally stilled.
"So good, God so good," he moaned again, his eyes still closed tight. I smiled proudly at myself as I leaned forward toward him. I pressed kisses up his chest and neck before stopping at his lips.
"I love you, Jasper Whitlock," I said as kissed him softly, over and over.
"I love you too, Bella Swan," he answered against my lips. "That was amazing, like nothing I could have imagined."
I smiled against his lips, my hand still resting in a pile of cum on his abs. "It was my pleasure," I purred throatily. "Now impress me and tell me you thought to grab a towel on the way," I blurted out, giggling as he leaned up to look at the mess.
"Consider yourself impressed, Sweets," he replied as he reached into the bedside drawer to pull out a towel. He cleaned my hand first, taking his time with each finger, before quickly wiping himself off. He tossed the towel on the floor and looked at me. His amber eyes grew dark again as he met my eyes.
"Now, Miss Swan," he said in a slow drawl. "I believe it's your turn." He leaned forward over me, bracketing me with his arms as he leaned in to kiss me, his face filling my vision as his love had filled my world.
AN-
My sweet MM, I heart you big! Glad you got the homework done, but you should seriously take my advice on your next paper. Your prof will LOVE it, you know it!
Thank you to my technical advisor, Christine30974! I'm sending Jasper over to help you out of the bathtub. I need him back tomorrow though, because he has to help me make a GIANT pitcher of lemonade!
That's right, people, lemonade time is almost upon us! A word to the wise, enjoy the fluff while you can!
Thanks to the regular review crew, you make me love doing this. Also, thanks to the new readers who have reviewed every chapter as they read, you're awesome!
Now, a note of appreciation to everyone who is reading this fic. I was recently told in a review that my first chapter gave someone a migraine headache. In all honesty, that pissed me off, but I did go back and look at it again. While I wouldn't use the words migraine headache, it did make me realize that I kind of got off to a shaky start, lol! Thanks for sticking with me as I've learned and (hopefully) improved, and for loving the "story" even when the execution wasn't perfect.
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