"Why are you in charge here, little woman?"

"Because you don't want to mess with me." She turned to face me from the landing, the step added to her height enough that I barely topped her. She fisted my hair, and I reflected her lust back at her. She growled. Damn that was sexy. I needed to watch myself with Bella. We pushed each others buttons far too well. Her hands trailed down my chest, her thumbs tracing the edge of each of my abs. Her lips found mine and I drank in her taste, my tongue tracing her lips. She found my belt and began unfastening it.

I pulled her to me, trapping her hands. "Your father could be home any minute," I reminded her.

"Then get in my room," she answered, turning and pulling her shirt over her head. I passed her, trapping her arms in the fabric, knotting it at her wrists.

"Jasper," she complained. "I thought it was my turn to play?"

I shook my head and kissed her breasts where the bra exposed them. She pulled her bound wrists in front of her, blushing. I watched the goosebumps break out as my hands ran up her bare back to the clasp. I put my bare foot to her door and nudged it shut and pulled the unclapsed bra up to her wrists, wrapping it around the knot there, then I lifted it. Her arms resisted, and I didn't tug, but slowly her elbows were pulled up, revealing the perfect rounds she tried to hide.

"Why would you want to hide these?" I asked, putting my hand to one, running my fingers gently over its surface. I traced the edge of the curve, the line of her nipple, over the tip. Her eyes closed and her heart raced. I felt the effect I was having and it was making me both hard and heady. I pinched her and her eyes flew open with her gasp. I put my tongue in her mouth when it opened, letting her taste the venom her scent had drawn. She moaned, running her tongue along mine. I let go of her wrists and she slipped them behind my head, using her bonds to pull me into the kiss. I didn't fight her, instead letting my free hand slip into the back of her pants as she had fondled me earlier. I released the squeeze I had on her nipple to cup her other cheek lifting her. She wrapped her legs around me as well. I took the few steps to the bed, still blocking her tongue from mouth.

"Please, Jasper," she moaned. She rubbed her wrists on my hair.

"Tell me what you want, Bella." I sat her on the edge of her bed and rubbed myself on her, squeezing her ass as I did so. Her head tipped back.

"Let me see you, Jasper."

I chuckled. Was that really all she wanted? She was already lit by the reflections from the skin of my chest. I released her, sliding my hands out slowly and scratching along the way. She squirmed a little. I slipped my head out from the circle of her arms and stepped to the side, dropping my fly. Denim pooled at my ankles and I stepped out of it. I didn't meet her eye right away, but I didn't need to. I knew she was enjoying what she was seeing. Finally I raised my eyes to hers, not wanting to startle her.

She licked her lips as I stood, brilliant in the light. She squinted a little, and I noticed her eyes starting to water. Too bright. I moved to her side and turned on her stereo. Her father really could come in any time, and I'd already discovered how quiet she wasn't.

"My hands. Please, Jasper." She held them in front of her again, not shielding herself, just holding them out to me.

"Not yet." I pushed her back onto the bed and trailed myself down her front, from the center of her breasts, where I felt her heart thump against me, down to her navel, where the heat rose, searing me. Her heart raced again and I worried a little, but her breathing was deep and steady. I also wanted to use this to steel myself. She was so hot, so sexy. I had to control my actions to prevent hurting her. Slowly, I pressed back up, my hands following her arms over her head. I slid until they reached the binding.

The vixen startled me then. She tipped her head up, bringing her mouth to me. It was wet, soft, and I throbbed with the sensation. I nearly thrust into her. I jumped right off the bed and across the room.

She laid on her back, pulling her arms to her chest as she rocked from side to side, laughing.

"It's not funny," I chided.

"Please! You just jumped across the room. That was hilarious! You scared of the little woman now, big bad vampire?" She continued to chortle, pulling her knees up as well. She really had no idea the danger she had just put herself in. I wasn't about to let her lie there and laugh at me.

I pounced, putting myself between her legs. I put my hands to her underarms, pushing them open. My mouth attacked one breast while my groin rubbed on hers. On top of that, I sent her a wave of the lust she'd been drowning me in. Her gasp was loud and shuddering. Her thighs closed on my sides, and her body shook. Goosebumps spread again, over her chest this time. They were smoothed by the blush spreading down her neck. I pulled my tongue and teeth off her nipple, pinching it in my lips instead as I fought the urge to feed. Her blood was so close to the surface, her scent so lovely. I suckled the bottom of her breast, pulling at the firm tissue. She ground on me, and I smelled her musk now, concealed by the fabric of her jeans. I popped the button and slid my hand in, forcing the zipper down. She shivered and tipped her head back, arching, pointing her breasts up. I took the chance to ravish her nipple again, licking as I did, my venom coating her skin. She moaned, thrusting into my fingers.

"Please, Jasper," she begged. "My hands. Or my mouth," she offered tipping her head up.

"Later," I promised, rubbing her more vigorously through the fabric. She moaned and I felt the dampness increase. I pulled my hand out and licked my fingers.

She rolled and I was knocked off balance. She put flat palms to my abdomen, pressing. They tightened under her hands as I bent to look up. She put her mouth to me and I fell back. I couldn't move. I could hurt her if I moved. She was burning me. The hot, wet heat from her mouth was setting me on fire. Her hands left my stomach, cupping the base of me as her lips broke their kiss. I was still as marble, not even able to lift my head to watch her. She licked across the top of me and it was like the lighting of a match. First a flare, and then a steady burn. "So cold," she murmured, wrapping her lips around the tip and sucking.

I groaned, trying to enjoy, but having to fight. It wasn't her blood I was fighting now, though I fought that as always, it was her lust, her musk, her heat. She slid down me, it wasn't fast by human standards, but it was tantalizingly slow by my internal meter. I felt each fraction, each minute section of skin her lips traced over, her tongue touched. My eyes were squeezed shut, and I even held my breath, fighting every natural urge I had. When I still hadn't moved, she took her mouth from me. Equally slowly she pulled her lips from me. The burning receding as it had when I was reborn. Only now it wasn't focused on my heart, it was on my head.

"Jasper?" Groaning, I slowly raised my head to look at her, her lust was replaced with trepidation, anxiety. "Am I doing this right?"

Shit. Was she ever. "Yes, Bella. That's not the problem."

"Then what?" she asked, holding her hands out to me as she rose to her knees. She could tell I wasn't comfortable. I quickly untangled her shirt and bra and she tossed them to the floor. I still glowed in the setting sun, but Bella's head and mine, on the pillow, were out of the direct light. She traced patterns on my torso with a fingertip, waiting for my answer.

"It's too easy to hurt you," I began. "Without even trying, or thinking about it." I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into my side. "But you were driving me insane," I murmured into her hair. "Am I doing this right?" I mocked.

She chuckled. "Well I wouldn't know, would I?" she retorted.

"I suppose not," I put a hand over my eyes, thinking I should be wiping sweat from my face. Between the heat and the concentration, I should be sweating bullets. "You've really never been with any guys, Bella?"

"No. Is that weird?"

I couldn't help laughing this time. "You're in bed with vampire and you're wondering if your inexperience is weird? You need some perspective, Bell."

She chuckled, too. "Not that. That I'm moving so quickly with you when I've never been with anyone else. Is that unusual?"

I pulled my hand away and looked into her eyes. "I don't think I would know. I wasn't terribly experienced myself when I was human. I don't know how quick is normal."

"I guess what I really want to know is, are you doing this?" She looked at me skeptically.

Well, there was only one answer to that. "Bella, if I wanted you to move more quickly I would do this." Without moving my hand from her shoulder, I turned the dial on the stereo, increasing the volume. Then I pushed my gift on her. I made lust thick in the room. I put every heated emotion I could pull into her. I felt her temperature rise, her pulse quicken. Her smell grew stronger and her eyes drifted shut. She sucked breath through her teeth. Her hand slid down her body and I caught it. I reached to hold the other, lacing my fingers through hers. She fisted her hands arching off the bed, her legs shaking. I heard a keening in her throat and brought the hands between us to my lips. She met my eyes and held them as the ecstacy raced through her. She rubbed her leg against mine, seeking some friction. I hooked my leg over hers, pinning it. She didn't need friction. I pushed once more, setting her on fire as she had done to me.

The keening turned to a scream as she reached her climax. Her whole body tensed and released, her hips rising and falling on the bed. "Jasper," she moaned.

"Yes, Bella. Yes." I felt my own pleasure at hers. I was throbbing against the outside of her hip, my tip above the waist of her jeans. She pulled her hand free of mine and I released it. She wrapped her fingers around me and my head flew back.

"That was amazing, Jasper." She squeezed me, then pumped her hand. It was dry and rasping, and I caught her hand, pulling it from me. I met her disappointed eyes with my hungry ones. I took her hand and rubbed it against her, dragging it against the wetness in her panties. Then I brought it back to me. I took one more breath and closed my eyes and my lungs. Her smell would make this much harder. I clenched my jaw at her first jerky motions. Her slickness on me, her heat. With my eyes closed it was so easy to imagine myself in her. She continued to stroke and squeeze, and it became harder and harder to hold my breath. I felt the throbbing intensify, I wasn't going to have to hold it much longer.

Her lips on mine made me gasp and my eyes open. Foolish girl, I nearly bit her when I opened my mouth. I nearly tried to bite her when her scent hit me, but the love she was sending gave me strength. It also pushed me right over. I pulled my head from her kiss as my own orgasm spilled from me.

"Bella," I groaned. I heard footfalls outside. "Shh," I warned her and rolled off the bed, then under it. I was lucky she kept her room clean.

There was a knock and then the door opened a crack. "Bella?" Charlie asked. "Oh, shit, just turn the music down please, all right?"

"Yes, Dad." I heard fabric rustle and knew she was covering herself. She turned the music off. "I'm done with this disc anyway. Sorry if it bothered you."

"No, it was just a bit loud. Thanks, Bells."

"Sure, Dad." I could smell her blush from under the bed. Her embarrassment was paramount. The door closed again. I listened for his footsteps on the stairs before rolling back out from under the bed.

"I hope he didn't notice my pants," I teased in a whisper, climbing back beside her.

"Oh my god!" she gasped.

"Shh," I put a hand over her mouth. "He probably thought they were yours anyway."

She relaxed and bit her lip. I pulled my hand away. Then she started laughing. I couldn't blame her. I joined in, trying to be very quiet.

"You really aren't leaving without me?"

"Never." I kissed her again.

"Good. Now take off so I can shower."

"Yes'm." I smirked and pulled my jeans back on. I was at the sill when I noticed her put her hand to the mess on her ribs, the mess I had made, and lift it to her mouth, licking. Oh. My. I was back on her in less than a second, my lips glued to hers. My phone started ringing.

Minor cliff hanger? LOL Did you know Jasper could do that? If you read my stories, Jasper can do that. He doesn't do it often, but yeah, he can TOTALLY do that. And think about it, why wouldn't he be able to do that? Can he do that to me? *sigh*

Thanks to Sharebear for keeping up with me. :D