Chapter Fourteen

Alice woke up the following morning feeling like a piece of what the cat dragged in. She blamed her horrible nightmare on the unfamiliarity of her surroundings and couldn't wait to get back home to her bed and the comfort of her bedroom and Mike's things. Unfortunately, Alice's non-stop flight back to SFO was cancelled; unusually bad weather back on the east coast meant that flights were backed up. The only flight available was one to Las Vegas with a connecting flight to San Jose. She booked herself on the flight and called her sister to pick her up at the airport.

On the Las Vegas flight she struck up a conversation with her neighbor, a big guy with a friendly face. After chit-chatting for a bit they discovered that they both lived in Berkeley, within blocks of each other.

"So, Emmett, what is it that you do in Berkeley?"

"Oh, I'm an assistant professor in the school of computer engineering at CAL."

"My father was an assistant professor of structural engineering before he died."

"What was his name? Maybe I knew him."

"No, he died twenty years ago." The tone of her voice was wistful. "It's been a long time."

"And what is it that you do in Berkeley? Not an engineer, like dad?"

"No, but close. I'm an architect. I work for a firm in San Francisco."

"Hey. My brother-in-law, Jasper, owns an architectural firm in the city. Hale Designs. Have you heard of them? I think they're pretty well-known."

Alice dragged in some air. So Jasper had family after all. "Yes. As a matter of fact I work for Hale. I work rather closely with Jasper."

"Wow. Small world, huh?"

"Yep, small world. I had no idea Jasper had family in the Bay Area. I thought his family was in Texas or Colorado or somewhere around there."

"Well, we just moved to California a couple years ago, when I got the position at CAL. Rosie and I moved here from Boston, where I went to school. One of the reasons I applied for the job is because Rosie missed her brother so much. He's all she has now."

"Oh." What did that mean? Did Jasper's father pass away recently? Alice vaguely remembered him mentioning that his father had been a judge in San Francisco, and had retired.

"I thought Jasper's father was a retired judge, living in Colorado. I didn't realize that he had passed away. I'm sorry to hear that."

"No, no, He hasn't passed away. He's still alive, but I hate to say it, he probably doesn't have much longer. He's had Alzheimer's for a while. That's why Rosie wanted to be near her big brother, for support."

"Oh my gosh. I didn't mean to pry."

Emmett shrugged, "It's not a secret."

"You don't know your brother-in-law. Everything is a secret."

"He seems pretty open to me. He's a pretty cool guy. Laid back, you know, not too worried about too many things. He's nothing like Rosie. Rosie is the opposite of laid back, she's wound up so tight, it's hard to get much out of her; which is why I'm so glad we're living near her brother and she's back where she has friends."

Alice was floored by his description of Jasper. Jasper? Open and laid back? Huh?

"Are you sure that you're talking about Jasper W. Hale of Hale Designs? About six feet two with curly blond locks and blue eyes? Because the person you're describing sounds nothing like him."

"Yep. I'm sure. You must be pretty close to him."

"What makes you say so?"

"Because I think I know what's going on. Rosie does that, she keeps things to herself. She talks to her brother and unloads on him. I suspect that's what you've encountered with Jasper. He keeps things from you. He bottles it all up, he probably doesn't talk too much about himself. Am I right?"

"Yeah, so your Jasper is my Jasper."

"I guess he's more like Rosie than I thought. The hardest thing when Rosie and I met was getting her to open up to me. We clicked right away, but it was so hard to get to the meat of her. She let me talk my ass off, but she seldom talked about herself. I got very little out of her. As time went on she changed, but not much. Even now, after marriage and two kids, I sometimes think Jasper knows her better than I do."

"So they're close."

He nodded. "Very. I think if he didn't like me, there was no way she would have married me. He had to give his approval."

"You're kidding? Right?"

"Well, maybe, I'm exaggerating a little." He laughed and shook his head. "She fell for me, just like I fell for her, go figure. If you asked me about love at first sight before I met Rosie, I would have laughed in your face. But the moment I saw her, I knew. I just knew, that I was meant for her, she was who would make my world complete."

"Oh. That's so sweet." Alice felt warm all over. Here was this brute of a guy, six three and wide as a train, confessing the most tender feelings for his wife to a virtual stranger, she took to Emmett and a friendship was formed in that moment."I know what you mean. I fell for my husband the instant I saw him."

Emmett's face fell. "Oh, I didn't know you're married. I thought…you ..and… Ignore me. You know what? I do talk too much."

"I was married. My husband died eighteen months ago." Something about Emmett made Alice want to keep talking.

"I'm sorry to hear that. It sounds as though you were really in love."

Alice blinked back her tears. "Am." She corrected. "I still am in love with him. Love is stronger than death. Don't you know that, Mr- love- at- first- sight?" She teased.

"I believe it is. But I also believe in more than one love. I had the most wonderful stepmother. She married my dad and me. She insisted that me, eight year old Emmett, who was still missing his mother, stand at the altar. And she promised to love and cherish me too. And she did. She made my dad and me whole again. I think she's the reason why I believe in love so strongly."

"I believe in love too. My parents had it, and I did too."

"Maybe, you'll get a second chance."

She shook her head. "I don't think so."

"Never say never." Emmett responded.

Alice saw an opening to change the subject and grabbed it with both hands. "Isn't that the name of a Bond movie?"

"Yeah, that's where I get most of my answers to life's big questions." He answered.

She laughed. "Bond movies or movies in general?"

"Movies in general. But not sappy chick flicks, I keep telling Rosie, those have no moral lessons. Now action movies, those have all the answers."

"Really? Such as..?"

"Well, such as Spiderman. "With great power comes great responsibility." Truer words were never spoken."

"Well how about "Love means never having to say you're sorry."

"Well a) that's bullshit. You better say you're sorry, or no lovin's gonna happen and b) what stupid movie is that from?"

"Love Story a classic, baby, a classic. Come up with something better than that, bub."

"That wasn't even good. But how about this, "Nevah go against the family." He gasped out in a gravelly voice.

"Nevah heard of it."

"You're kidding, right? That's from The Godfather. The real, real classic."

"Pssh, man flick. How about this one?" She said through gritted teeth. "It wasn't over. It still isn't over." When Emmett looked confused, she said, "It's from The Notebook."

"Okay now Alice. You're scraping the bottom of the barrel. I have no idea why you think that's a quote about life."

"Oh, I forgot that's what we were doing." She snorted at herself. "How about "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know which one you're gonna git."

"That's not a quote about life. It's a quote about confusion. How about this one? "Much to learn, you still have."

"The one and only Yoda?" Alice guessed.

"Indeed my Padawan. Indeed, well you have learned from me, Alice." He nodded his approval and she giggled.

How about, "Oh yes the past can hurt. But you can either run from it or learn from it." That's my all time favorite."

"Aahh, The Lion King. I love it too. It's perfect."

"I know. Rafiki is my yogi." She smiled at him.

"Or as Yoda would say, "My yogi Rafiki is." Alice looked at him and burst out laughing. Emmett joined in. And they laughed and talked like best friends until they landed in San Jose.

Bella picked them up at San Jose and they gave Emmett a ride home. Alice couldn't wait to get back to the office and quiz Jasper about his family. She wondered how forthcoming he'd be.

#

Alice didn't see Jasper until the end of the following day. He was getting off the elevator just as she was getting on. Maria Blake and Rick York were right behind and all three appeared to be in a deep discussion about a new client. Alice couldn't wait to talk to him about her interesting run-in with Emmett and so she interrupted the little trio. "Excuse me Jasper, but when you get a chance, there is something important I'd like to discuss with you. I'll be here for another half hour."

He nodded. "Give me a few minutes and I'll meet you in your office." The three of them walked towards his door.

Alice turned around and walked down the hall to her office. She almost did a little jig. Why did she feel so giddy just because she had managed to get some new piece of info about him? She asked herself. One would think that she was interested or something. Twenty minutes later, Jasper came through her door, looking vital, prowling, like a caged cat. She'd seen him look this way before, when he had a big pitch lined up. It was like an elixir, giving him boundless energy. How does he do it? She asked herself. By the end of the day I'm shot, but Jasper seems as though he could go on for hours.

She didn't beat around the bush. "Jasper, I met your brother-in-law yesterday, on my flight back from Austin."

He blinked a couple times, and shook his head, almost as if he wasn't quite sure who she was talking about.

She continued. "Emmett McCarty? Professor of Engineering? At CAL?" she reminded him.

"Yes, I know who my brother-in-law is. Alice. What I don't understand is why this was important enough to interrupt my meeting with Rick and Maria."

Alice spluttered. "You have family. You have never mentioned."

"So?"

"I ran into one of them and told him I work for you. And we sat next to each other and talked for a long time on the plane."

"And?"

"And I just thought I should tell you. If Emmett ever mentions it, it won't come as a surprise. I told you."

"Okay."

She was silent and so was he. Her brows knitted together.

"Is that all, Alice? Do you need to discuss anything else? Are there any problems on a project or anything like that?"

She shook her head. "No."

"Okay, then. I need to get back."

He left and she sank into her chair. What. The. Fuck? That was a let down. Man, that was weird. Alice's mind ran around in hapless circles like a hamster on its wheel thingy. "Emmett was wrong. Jasper was not laid back nor easy going." She muttered to herself. There was a giant brick wall around that guy, and Alice felt stupid that she had ever forgotten that.

#

The month in San Francisco flew by, Alice was busy with so many projects. She and Jasper drove up to Sonoma to meet with Phil and he loved her design. The land was not too level, as a matter of fact it sloped down to a creek and the terrain was quite rocky. Alice designed a house that would be built on stilts, The stilts were in fact massive tree trunks. There would be extra steel supports jutting from the side of the hill. But what was spectacular was that the house would be built high enough to be shielded for privacy by the surrounding redwoods. From the roadside, access would be easy, the driveway would be camouflaged by shrub and smaller trees; but from the creek side, it would be like a large tree house, surging thirty feet into the forest canopy, the views would be magnificent .

It would be environmentally friendly because of its wide use of recycled and reused material; not only would the stilts be recycled material, but so would most of the house. Liberal use of river rock for the interior walls and fireplaces, recycled lumber for beams and bamboo flooring that was renewable, in addition the salvaged clawfoot tubs and sinks she planned to use, meant that this home would have a small carbon footprint. A sheer uninterrupted glass wall that faced south would let in plenty of light and provide daytime heat, and the solar panels would provide for all additional energy needs. Alice even incorporated an elevator into the design. She loved her vision and her presentation was so passionate that Phil almost jumped out of his seat with excitement when she was done. It was obvious she put everything she had into the design and she was thrilled, when Phil said that he loved it too.

Jasper took Alice and Phil out to lunch and after Phil left, Alice spoke with Jasper about her desire to start an architectural design firm which specialized in "green home" designs. Jasper was non-committal, but asked her to develop a business plan which he would look at and give her an honest opinion about. Alice was not too hopeful, but agreed to come up with a plan in the coming months.

#

Alice left for Austin again in mid-May. The first week was hard, but by the following week everything was falling into place with the construction company and the various contractors; so it surprised Alice when Jasper arrived in Austin at the end of the second week.

Unfortunately he arrived just as she was talking with Riley Biers, the foreman from the contracting company. Riley was a nice guy, with a great sense of humor and a lot of Texas twang. He had broken the ice with Alice earlier in the week by introducing her around as his "kin" from California. He was open and kind with laughing brown eyes and Alice like him instantly. He had even invited her to lunch the day before, she had declined due to a meeting.

But today was Friday and the end of a long hard week and she was more than ready for a little fun, so she laughed and chatted him up. Jasper had just driven up to the site in his rental truck and spotted Alice and her crazy curls talking to the helmeted workman. He was way across the site, but even from that far way he could pick up on her body language; he saw that she was flirting with the tall Texan and his blood boiled. What the fuck did she think she was doing? He made a beeline to her side. Alice, unaware of Jasper's advent, was having a fine old time mixing a little business with a lot of pleasure. Her laughter pealed out across the yards that separated her from Jasper's advancing figure. Alice stood there smiling up at the tall Texan. Riley had just offered to take Alice out the following afternoon and evening to 'paint the town red', and Alice had accepted. It was no wonder she jumped at the sound of her name when Jasper uttered it from right behind her.

"Alice. How is everything coming along?"

Alice turned sharply and almost stumbled over a rock. He held her steady and she looked up into his blue eyes.

"Jasper. What a surprise. What on earth are you doing here?"

"Meeting." His voice was clipped as he extended his hand to Riley. "Jasper Hale. You work for Woodward Construction I gather."

"Yeah. Riley Biers, demolition." Riley shook Jasper's hand and the two men sized each other up. Alice detected strange vibes and she noticed neither man smiled.

Jasper finally spoke. "Right. Well, I'll have to drag Alice away for a couple hours or so."

"Fine." Riley turned to Alice, his voice warming. "Well, Alice if I don't see you later on, have a good evening. I'll pick you up tomorrow at the hotel, let's say about three?"

Alice smiled and nodded. "Three it is. Bye, Riley."

As they walked away from Riley, Alice could feel the anger coming off Jasper in waves. He didn't say anything until they had almost reached his rental SUV.

"Well, well it looks as though all is going according to plan. I met with Jim Woodward and things are ready to move ahead next week. And it looks as though you're getting along very nicely." His words were innocent enough but his tone was almost accusatory.

"Are you checking up on me?" she asked, annoyed.

He stopped suddenly and turned to her, and she almost bumped into him. He crossed his arms over his chest. "Yes, I am. Did you think I wouldn't be involved on a project as big as this one, Alice? It's the first time you're lead architect on an out of state build, I just wanted to make sure all was going well."

"You could have called and asked, you know." Alice was more than a little suspicious that Jasper was not only checking up on the project, but on her, personally.

"Yes, I could have, but guess what? I didn't." Oh yeah, he was mad alright. It was unlike him to be so belligerent.

"Why show up on a Friday afternoon? Hmm? There's nothing going on this weekend, you know."

Jasper's voice was a low growl, "Well, that's where you're wrong. I have a meeting with Burnett and the owner of the construction company for dinner tonight. Deals are done, after hours, all the time. Tomorrow, we'll meet at the job site with construction and contractors as well as members of the board. Then we're invited to an old-fashioned Texas BBQ, courtesy of your eighty year old admirer.

"Why didn't you tell me this before? I already made plans for the weekend." She complained.

"Well, unmake them." His eyes narrowed as he squinted and his lips were a hard thin line. But Alice was not even slightly intimidated. Instead she returned her own murderous look.

If only looks could kill, she thought, he'd be dead. "I guess I don't have a choice, do I?"

"No you don't. And may I remind you that you should not be flirting on the job. Alice, our reputation is everything. You need to be completely direct and professional."

That ruffled her feathers like nothing else he could have said "I don't remember you complaining when I flirted with you." She jabbed him in the forearm that was folded against his chest. "And I am very professional. I resent you implying otherwise. My time off is my own and I can go out for lunch or dinner with anyone I choose." Her chin rose and her eyes flashed as she stared him down.

Jasper unfolded his arms from his chest and clenched his fists and teeth. Alice had never seen Jasper's eyes so stormy. They were no longer cobalt, they were a dark navy. Through his teeth he spat out, "No. It. Is. Not. You're time is Hale's time and you will not date any client, architect, contractor, carpenter, plumber, jimbo or bubba. Got that?"

"NO! I don't got that!" She yelled back, bristling at his high handed attitude. "Is that a new company rule, Jasper? Hmm? Drawn up in the last few days? Cause I have never, ever seen it written anywhere. Maybe you should tell your Senior VP, Raymond Grice, who is dating one of the Bergen Stores' managers. Or maybe you should inform…"

"This rule applies only to you Alice."

"Who the fuck do you think..."

Jasper pulled her into his arms and kissed her. At first she resisted and fought with him, trying to arch away, but he wrapped one arm tightly around her back, just under her shoulder blades and try as she might, she couldn't wedge her arm in between them. He dug the other hand into her hair to hold her head still as he forced her lips open with his own. The hot smell of his skin and the seductive feel of his lips moving on hers, oh so desperately seeking a response, was her undoing and Alice opened her mouth and kissed him back.

She kissed him back as passionately as he was kissing her and he did not relinquish his hold on her body or on her lips as he walked with her the two or three steps to his rental SUV. Alice felt the warm metal of the passenger door on her back as Jasper pushed into her soft body and ground his hips into hers.

His mouth was doing wicked things to her. The tip of his tongue stroked hers and each time she tried to meet it he moved away, her tongue always seeking and his always a millimeter out of reach. She slid one hand into his hair and tugged hard. Finally he touched her tongue with his, and it ignited a fire deep down, there, between the bones of her hips. Their tongues stroked and licked and laved and Alice's thoughts flashed back to the many times Jasper had stoked the fire between her legs with his talented tongue. A fire she hadn't felt for many months and her thighs clenched together as she trembled in response.

Suddenly she became aware of what they were doing, out in the open where any one of the construction workers from the job site could see. Mortified, she tore her mouth from his, and ducked her head into his shirt when he tried to recapture her lips. "Jasper, Jasper. We can't do this." Her voice was breathy, as if she'd run a mile.

His right hand cupped her chin and he pulled her face up to his. The words he whispered against her lips were erotic in the extreme. "We can and we will, Alice. In less than twenty minutes you'll be back in my bed, where you belong. And you will open for me and welcome me and give me what I've dreamed of every night since you left me two years, four months and three days ago. And we'll make love until we are so exhausted that we will fall asleep, me still inside of you. And I will never, ever let you go again. Ever."

With each whispered word Jasper awakened Alice's long dormant desire and by the time the last word was uttered Alice felt all her heat gather in that one glorious nub that throbbed with excrutiating need.

"Let's go." He opened the door for her, and without hesitation she climbed into the passenger seat. Her calm façade hid a multitude of emotions. Inside her head jumbled thoughts were each tumbling, one on top of the other. The paramount ones however, were "What the hell am I doing? Why am I doing this?" followed by "I can't stop this, even if I wanted to, and I don't want to." And then "I want Jasper. I want him to fuck me hard and make me feel good again." She imagined the things he would do to her and she squeezed her thighs together, tightening in anticipation. She sat next to him, trying to make sense of the need raging through her. All the while Alice's heart raced as the blood pounded through her veins.

Jasper's racing thoughts roughly mirrored Alice's; however, his two paramount thoughts were "I've got her back." closely followed by "How long before she tries to leave me again?" Knowing his hold on her was tenuous at best, he could not risk letting her go, not even for a minute. He held her hand in his as she sat in stunned silence next to him while he drove to the hotel, which was thankfully, just a short distance away. Once there, he leapt out of the car and handed his keys to the valet as he reached for her hand again; clasping it in his, palm to palm, fingers entwined and led her to the elevator.

As they rode the elevator up to the room, Alice finally looked into his face. It was the face of a man barely holding on to his control. His face was hard, harder than she had ever seen it. His jaw was set and his eyes were on her face; watchful, wary, determined, and oh so different. Something in that face caused Alice a frisson of fear and for a split second she tried to remove her hand from his. "Oh no you don't." he muttered. His grip on her tightened and he moved in for the kill pushing her into a corner of the elevator and kissing her hard. As he felt her lips move hungrily against his, his groan filled her mouth and he dragged her hips to his, crushing her soft body against his hard erection.

"Feel me, Alice. I want you so much, too fucking much. You're a fever in my blood, you've taken over my life; I can't look at you without wanting you, and you want me too. You know you do." The elevator pinged at their floor and he moved swiftly and purposefully, Alice trotting along on her grey peep-toes in order to keep up with his long strides as he dragged her by his side.

The key card unlocked the door and Jasper drew her inside. Before she even got a glimpse of the sitting room, Jasper had locked the door and thrown his key card on the table. Lightning swift movements and Alice felt herself swung up into his arms, held fast against his chest and carried through the French doors which led into the bedroom.

#

Literally, moments later, Alice found herself sitting on the edge of the king-sized bed, stripped of her charcoal linen shift and her silky silver panties. She still had on her silver demi-bra and her grey heels. Jasper was shirtless, kneeling between her thighs, spreading her wide. "Open for me, sweetness. Give me your sweet, sweet pussy." He rubbed the tip of his nose against her clit, again and again. "Oh Babe, you smell just as good as I remember." And with his tongue retraced the path he had taken many times before. Sensation piled on sensation and turned her spine to liquid warmth, she melted back onto the coverlet, closing her eyes and helplessly giving in to it. His tongue tasted her sweetness, sucked her petal soft folds and licked up over her stiff nub. Her little red nub stood at attention, as his fingers gently pulled back her hood, she shrieked and lifted her hips to his face. Alice's fingers snaked through his blond hair and held him fast as he brought her to a gloriously, swift release.

As her shuddering lessened, he rose up and unzipped his pants. His feet on the floor and his knees propped against the side of the bed, he leaned over her on one arm as he guided his cock into her with his other hand. He paused to kiss her and with their warm breaths mingling, he made one hard thrust and sheathed himself to the hilt. "Oh, yes, baby." He groaned out. "You feel good. So fucking good."

His heart crashed against his ribs and he stilled, only then realizing that in his haste he had forgotten the condom. But nothing short of death would make him pull out now.

So he kissed her deeply and pulled slowly back and then thrust into her again. He started slow, but in minutes their bodies went wildly out of control. The headboard banged and Alice moaned and cried out his name over and over. Grinding into her at the end of each successive thrust, he groaned his joy. Her pussy was warm and wet and he fought hard not to come until she had her release. Alice moved up to meet each thrust and pulled every bit of him back into her hot sweet cunt. Jasper felt as though he was being consumed by her. When he felt her tight spasms close around him and her body arch back in ecstasy, he let himself go. His hips rocked and pulsed until he felt his soul drain from his body into hers.

He came to rest on her body and it felt just like heaven, so soft and so welcoming and warm. Alice's nails still bit into his arms as they both fought for air.

"Alice," he groaned, "I didn't use a condom."

"I know." She whispered quietly and then she covered her eyes with both arms.

"I'm safe. I haven't had sex with anyone for two years. I had a routine test a year ago. Don't worry, I'm fine. I know you haven't had sex either so we're okay. Are you on any contraceptive?"

She sighed heavily, "No."

They were both quiet. Jasper's mind skated around the thought of Alice being pregnant with his baby. He felt the simultaneous thrill of excitement and the thud of fear.

"My period is due in a couple days. I should be fine." Alice sighed out again as she removed her arms. She felt beyond exhausted.

Just like that, Jasper's excitement and fear fizzled and a strange sadness took its place in his heart. I want her to want my baby. Unbidden those words strayed through his mind and he stiffened in her arms.

Alice pushed him away and tried to get up. He held her down with one leg and his arm over her waist. "Where do you think you're going?

"My room…"

"Unh Unh. You're staying right here in this bed. I meant what I said. I'm not letting you go again, ever." He gathered her close for a deep kiss.

She pulled her lips from his, and her words were breathy as she tried to fight her way out of his tightening embrace. "Please stop this Jasper. You got what you wanted…"

"No I haven't got it yet. I don't have you warm and willing and sleeping beside me." He reared up above her and straddled her body, holding her trapped under him, both of his knees pressed against her outer thighs, both hands next to her shoulders .

"You got sex. It's what you've been after." She hissed as she glared up at him in anger.

"So did you. And it was good, wasn't it?"

"So what? You want to hear what a stud you are? You need me to stroke your ego?"

Jasper bit the side of her jaw just under her ear and whispered, "No, babe. I'll do the stroking." And he reached down to touch the still sensitive flesh of her clit.

"Oh god, oh god," Alice groaned feeling her anger drain away and a fierce need taking its place. What's wrong with me, why can't I resist him?

"Mmm, isn't this better than fighting me?" He breathed into her mouth, as he continued to stoke his long finger over her slick silky folds. Reaching a little higher to press on her little red button, each time he did, he heard her mewl with pleasure.

Alice moaned, she was starting to move her hips in time with his hand. "Jasper..."

"What is it Alice? What do you want? Tell me." He dared her, still caressing, his fingers wet with her dew.

The breath dragged out of her as she moaned, "You."

Jasper groaned and covered her mouth with his in a searing kiss. He reached between her breasts and unhooked the silver bra, and the bent to lick her tight nipples. "Alice, I missed these, so much. My candy, my delicious red hots." And he sucked the red bud into his hot mouth. Sucking, nibbling and licking them until Alice begged for him.

"Jasper, I need you in me." She wrapped her soft fingers around his hard cock, bringing him closer and closer to her heated center.

He stiffened his hips, wanting her body, but wanting her acquiescence even more. "There'll be no regrets?"

She shook her head."None."

"And you'll sleep with me? Stay the night?"

"Yes, yes. Please, Jasper. Just shut up and fuck me or fuck me and shut up."

He groaned as he slipped his naked cock into her slick folds once more, "Oh, baby. You feel so fucking good; I never want to pull out."

And he started again, pulling out and sinking back into his heaven. Both of them moved, moaning and sighing, stroking and gripping, kissing and licking. Alice reached down and kneaded his ass, pulling him hard, slamming him into her. "Harder, baby. Fuck me harder." She urged in his ear.

She is back, he thought to himself, back in my arms. He pulled back to look into her eyes. Half closed lids shielded the green fire, until he spoke. "Open your eyes, look at me." He picked up one slim leg and draped it over his shoulder, turning her a little to the side, and she groaned her pleasure. "It's good, isn't it baby. I make you feel good?

"Yesss." she hissed. "So good." And she moaned again. "Touch my clit, Jasper, make me come."

He pulled out and put his finger in her wet pussy, coating his fingers and then pushed back in harder. "Yes, Jasper, like that." He slathered her nipple with her juices, causing them to tighten even more, then bent his head to suck her and her wetness.

"Your pussy tastes so good, baby." And he bent down to suck her hard, pulling and nipping at her nipples. When he reached between them and flattened his thumb against her clit, to press and rub, her blood zinged and she came around him, squeezing him so hard, so sweetly that he came right after, moaning her name into the flesh of her red hots.