I don't own Twilight. Let me just say, WOW! That was quite a response to last chapter. I really hate a ton of drama/angst, but that sure brought out the opinions. Promise to hold on tight these last few chapters?

This is a slash story with m/m lemons involved and language. If you're under 18 or that's not your thing, please just hit the red X.

There will be alternate POV's every day. They are both pretty damn talkative now!

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Chapter 96 - Nightmare

J-

As much as I'm wondering what the hell is going on with Rose, at the moment I just can't concentrate on that. Looking down my body to where Edward is currently laying on top of my legs with his mouth on my cock, thinking about Rose is the last thing I want to do.

"Yeah, that's it baby. Suck my cock."

I watch as he sucks back up and then licks around the ridged head of my dick. Damn, I love it when he looks at me when he does that. I could easily come all over his face when he looks at me like that. Wonder if that would be something he'd like?

Pulling off completely, he dips down and runs his tongue along me as he goes. I grown and arch my back up seeking that warm heat again. Where the hell is going?

I feel the wetness on my balls, and my eyes close from the pleasure of it. He takes one in his mouth twisting his tongue all around and sucking it. Then he gives the other the same treatment.

So fucking good, but I can't take it. I need to come.

Rolling over, I end up sitting on his chest with him laying underneath me looking up with those beautiful green eyes. His lips are red and swollen from our kisses and his skill at sucking my cock. He is perfection.

Reaching down, I wrap my hand around my dick and begin to stroke. He tries to squirm to get his arms loose from where my legs have him trapped. Not going to happen, baby.

"If you want this back in your mouth, you better stop moving, Edward."

I watch as his eyes glaze over a bit, and his squirming stops immediately. Damn, he loves it when I get all dominant on his ass.

Shifting up a little closer to him, I put the head of my cock on his lips and rub the wetness all around. His tongue darts out for a taste, but I pull back before he can get one.

"Did I say you could put your tongue on my cock, Edward?"

He looks up at me, and I can tell he's frustrated. I love that look on his face. Like he wants to just devour me.

He doesn't say anything, but shakes his head no.

"I didn't think so. Is that what you want? Do you want me back in your mouth?"

He nods once and lowers his gaze back to my hand which is currently moving very quickly up and down my dick. I could seriously come just like this. Him laying underneath me, looking up at me with lust in his eyes.

"Maybe I'll come just like this, baby. You want my come all over your face?"

At first, I can tell he's shocked by what I said, and I have to admit, I'm a little shocked myself. Would he think it was gross or degrading or something?

I'm about ready to do some major backtracking, when he floors me with his words.

"Oh, fuck yes. Come all over my face, Jasper!"

My hand stops moving, and now it's my turned to be speechless. He really wants me to do that? I can't deny it would be hot as hell, but I need to make sure it's what he really wants.

"Baby, I don't have to do that. I don't know what came over me to say something like that to you."

"Jasper, that was the hottest fucking thing you've ever said. I want you to do it, baby, but as soon as you come you need to get down there and suck my cock before I come in my jeans."

I smile down at him, and cup his cheek in my hand.

"I would be more than happy to do that for you."

Twisting around, I pop open Edward's jeans and push them down enough for his very hard cock to spring out onto his stomach. Damn, that looks good. I can't wait to get it in my mouth.

"Hey, don't get distracted up there. You can have that when you're finished."

Smirking at his cocky attitude, I reach over and grab the lube I placed in his bedside table. I thought it would be a good idea to have a stash in his room and mine. Looks like I was right.

Putting some in my hand, I start stroking my cock again and lean closer to him. The look on his face is what's going to do me in. He wants this, I can just see it in his eyes. As dirty and forbidden as this is, he wants this with me.

"That's it, Jasper. Pump that dick."

Hearing his words and his pleading voice, has me on edge a lot sooner than I want to be. It feels so fucking good. I can feel the heat spreading in my stomach, and I lean even further over him placing the hand I'm not using right next to his head.

"Yeah, baby. Get up here close so I can feel it when you come all over my face."

Breathing in gasps at this point, I look down at Edward and watch as he licks his lips suggestively from underneath me.

"Oh fuck, baby! I'm gonna come…"

I tried to give him a small bit of warning, but I'm coming all over him before I can finish my sentence. Streaks of clear liquid run all down his cheeks and chin, after I pump ever drop I have on him. I drop my hand from my dick, so I don't fall down on top of him. The intensity of the orgasm is overwhelming. I feel his tongue and mouth suck the head of my cock as he cleans me. Moaning, I pull back because the sensation is just too much.

Sitting up, I look at his face and watch as his tongue darts out to gather all of my come it can reach. God, that is so fucking hot. Grinning up at me, he raises an eyebrow.

"Umm, didn't you have a job to do?"

Shit! Scooting down so I'm eye level with a very leaking, and hard erection, I wrap my lips around him and swallow him down. I can tell how badly he needs to come, because he's not gentle when he grabs my hair and starts thrusting up into my mouth. After about 6 deep thrusts, he's coming hard down my throat.

"Yes! Oh, fuck yes, Jasper. Swallow it!"

I do as I'm told and swallow all he gives me. After making sure I've got it all, I slowly release him from my suction, and lay my head down on his thigh. We're both trying to catch our breath, but it's a slow process after what just occurred.

Eventually, I feel him roll off the bed. I watch as he grabs my t-shirt and wipes his face of what's left of my come.

"Hey! Why'd you use my shirt?"

Laughing, he tucks himself back in his jeans and sits down on the bed.

"Well, you can get a different shirt from the many you have in your room. I just have the one, and I didn't want to go home with his stained."

"Oh, yeah, I didn't think of that. Damn, baby, you've got me all shaken up."

Giggling, he leans down and kisses my forehead.

"Good. I wouldn't want you to get bored with me."

I was about to tell him that would never happen, when I hear his phone ringing.

.

E-

That was fucking hot! Who knew my man was so damn dirty? I had absolutely no problem with what we just did. I know he's probably going to feel guilty about it and want to talk later, but it was worth it. I swear when I felt his come hit my face, I almost came without him even touching me.

Reaching over on the dresser, I grab my phone and look at the screen. Fuck, it's dad.

"Hello."

"Edward, I need you to come home right now."

Something's wrong. I know that tone. It's the tone he uses when he's so mad, he's barely holding it together. I would rather spend a whole day with him yelling at me, then to have to listen to him talking like this just once. It's cold, hard, and unforgiving.

"Umm, is something wrong? Mom went to lunch with Esme so she said I could come out to the farm for a few hours."

There's silence on the other end. I'm starting to get that feeling in my stomach that I get when he scares me so bad I get physical ill. It doesn't happen often, but it does happen.

"I know what your mom said you could do, but I'm telling you to come home now. Do you understand me, Edward?"

"Yes, sir. I'll be right there."

My hands are shaking so bad, that Jasper grabs my phone and turns it off for me.

"What's wrong, baby? What did he say?"

I guess Jasper figured out from our conversation that I was talking to my dad.

"He wants me to come home right now. He didn't tell me why."

Making sure I have my phone and keys, I turn and start out the bedroom door. I feel Jasper's hand pulling me back quickly.

"Hey, wait just a damn minute. You look scared to death. Is he mad? Did he yell at you?"

I can tell he's trying to keep his emotions under control so he can find out the information he wants. I can also see that his fists are clinched at his sides, and his jaw is tight as he speaks. He hates that dad effects me this way. I fucking hate it too, baby.

"No, he didn't yell. He was very calm, almost too calm. I have to go now. I need to be there before mom gets home at 4 in case he wants to take this out of one of us."

Pulling out of his grip, I rush down the stairs and out the door. I have to get home before mom does. If he's pissed at her for letting me come over here today, I want to be there so I can take the blame.

I'm out the driveway before Jasper has a chance to catch up to me. I don't want him to have to witness what my dad is truly like. I need him to stay out of this so dad keeps letting me go over there to at least work, even if after today he won't let me go over to visit on the weekends.

I can't get home fast enough. It's kind of strange rushing to your doom, but that's definitely what this feels like. When I pull into the driveway, I see him standing outside waiting for me. My phone is ringing off the hook, but I put it on silent and get out of the car. I need to do this alone. I can't have Jasper involved with this embarrassment.

Walking up to the front door where he's standing, I try to get around him so we can go inside and do this. I don't want the entire neighborhood hearing what's about to happen.

Before I can get inside, I feel his hand grab my arm tightly and shove me hard against the brick. I stumble, but catch myself before I fall. He's never really laid a hand on me before thanks to mom, so this is new. My shoulder aches from where the brick scratched it.

"Just what the fuck to you think you're doing, faggot?"

And with one sentence, all my nightmares have become reality.

*Gulp* Did it help that I gave you a nice, hot lemon in the first part of the chapter? Yeah, I didn't think so. Okay, readers. It's time to get out our Die Ed Sr. Die t-shirts. And please accept my apology in advance for the some of the dialogue that I'm going to have to write next chapter. I hate even writing the words, but they fit with the douche bag character. :(

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