So here's chapter 2...this was my contribution to Fandom Fights Wildfires, so thanks to those of you who donated. Thanks to Massy and Kyla for prereading and for loving this story almost more than I do. And now here is the next chapter for everyone who has been waiting for it...

I manage to find my way back to my desk in a bit of a daze, a little unsure of what just happened or how I'm going to make it through the rest of the work day. Damn that gorgeous man and his sexy voice.

The rest of the morning passes fairly quickly, partially because those interviews took up a good portion of my morning, partially because I'm filling out all of Jasper's new hire paperwork to be sent to personnel, and partially, although this probably the main reason, all of my thoughts are focused on Jasper himself.

Glancing at the clock, I realize it's time for lunch and that most of the office should be empty. I open up the door to my office and find that Rose is away from her desk, and most of everyone else is out as well. Heading back into my office, I close and lock the door behind me. I know I should probably wait until I'm in the privacy of my own home to do what I'm about to do, but dammit, it's been a year since I fell for his voice, and I'll be damned if I have to wait any longer to picture his face with it.

Making my way back to my desk, I grab mi iPod and put my headphones on, unzip my pants, and allow my hand to wander beneath my panties and slip between my slick folds as I press play on one of Jasper's narrations…

Becca moaned softly, and they both felt Frankie's erection become complete. "Do me a favor," Becca whispered, "fuck me…" She shifted her legs apart, and Frankie slowly settled between her thighs, letting his cock press slowly and smoothly into her dripping love box. The initial penetration always drew a lusty gasp from Becca, and then she'd coo softly and relax.

Frankie smiled down at her, stroking her hips as he simply pressed himself inside of her for a few moments, holding himself deep inside her. He knew that she loved it when his rod was pushing against her back wall. There really wasn't any comparison to that sort of pleasure.

"Ready?" Frankie whispered huskily.

"Mmmm." Becca purred with a nod.

Licking his lips, Frankie held onto Becca's sides as he slowly drew back, and then sank down into her again. Becca leaned her head back, breathing slowly through her mouth as she adjusted to the movement. Frankie moaned softly at the feel of Becca's tight walls flexing around him as he moved. For a while he used his hard shaft to slowly massage the velvety tunnel, watching the pleasure flutter over Becca's face and listening to her soft moans. Then, gently and methodically, Frankie began to put more force into his thrusts, adding just a little at a time.

"Ooh...!" Becca arched her back with a soft gasp as she felt Frankie's stronger thrusts ramming the head of his love rod into her sensitive back wall. She could feel the wall buckle slightly, and knew that it would crumble easily under more thrusts like those.

"Ooh yes, Frankie… Just like that!"

"Mmmmm… Do you like that, Baby?"

Frankie flexed his grip on Becca's sides, kissing her passionately as he tried to control himself. Becca kissed him back heatedly, her knees rubbing against his hips as her hands pressed over his back, sliding down to his ass and squeezing it warmly. Frankie moaned happily, kissing her feverishly as he began to move harder, taking her honey pot with long, firm strokes. Becca pulled from the kiss to press her head back into the pillows, gasping softly with each unyielding movement.

"Ah! Aah yes! Frankie, yes!" Becca groaned loudly, panting heavily as she clutched Frankie to her tightly. She pulled him down into another, breathless kiss, her lips parting invitingly. Frankie accepted the invitation quickly, sliding his tongue into Becca's mouth as he kissed her deeply. Their tongues battled, swirling and probing as their bodies moved in time with each other. Becca's breath grew shorter; her cries of pleasure beginning to lift louder and ride higher, two signs Frankie had quickly learned that meant Becca was nearing her edge.

"Oooooohh yes! Just a little longer, Baby…!"

"Yes! Yes, Frankie! Faster! Faster!"

Frankie groaned in pleasure. Beginning to pant harshly, he slammed himself between those hot thighs harder, faster, grunting and moaning as Becca began to tighten around him, squeezing his shaft with those impossibly tight walls of hers. He could feel the sweat running from his forehead as well as beading along his back. He watched Becca's face as she suddenly arched her back, her hips beginning to gyrate against him. The pleasure flushed color through her lips and nipples, and sweat shone on her temples in the dimness of the room, and Frankie nearly lost control when he felt the heavy flood of cum against his cock.

"Ah! AH! FRANKIE! YES!"

"Ooohhhh Becca!"

Frankie could no longer fight against the arousal Becca's gratified screams sent through him. The excitement finally got to him and he plunged himself deep inside her, sliding his arms under her arched back to hold her tightly. As he bucked into her he shouted her name, pressing his face into her neck as his love muscle raged erratically against the constricted walls as it exploded, spraying Becca's insides with hot ribbons of his sticky release.

"JAAASSSPPEERR!" I cry out as I imagine Jasper coming inside me and my own orgasm rips through me, leaving me panting and gasping for air.

I pull off my headphones and put away my iPod before going into the bathroom attached to my office and straightening myself up.

I check the time once I've unlocked my office door and settled back at my desk and see that people will be coming back from lunch soon. At the thought of lunch, my stomach rumbles so I call over to my favorite deli and order some food to be delivered.

The remainder of my afternoon seems to drag as my thoughts keep drifting back to Jasper. His voice, his smile, the way his lips felt against my cheek when he kissed me…needless to say I got very little work done during the afternoon.

Once 5:00 rolls around I head into my bathroom and do my best to straighten up for when Jasper picks me up at six.

Just before six, Rose pages me through the intercom and lets me know that Jasper is here and that she is heading out for the night. I grab my bag and walk out of my office to meet in the waiting area so we can head out on our date.

As soon as I see him I have to fight the urge to just stand, stare and drool. He looks utterly handsome wearing dark wash jeans, a button down shirt with the top few buttons left undone, a jacket and…cowboy boots from the look of it. Well giddy up cowboy!

Jasper's chuckle makes me realize my brain to mouth filter is malfunctioning again.

"I do believe the saying is 'Save a horse, ride a cowboy' Bella," he murmurs as he approaches me. I bite my lip to stifle the groan as the mental image of me riding him cowgirl runs through my mind…hmm…I wonder if he would mind stopping somewhere so I could buy a cowgirl hat for myself…you know, just in case. He did promise me dessert after all…I wonder if shouting yee-haw in the middle of riding him would scare him off.

Jasper takes my hand in his and we head to the elevator and out of the building. Quiet settles between us for the moment, and I'm almost thankful for it. I mean, his voice alone could make me putty in his hands, and with this being the first date I've gone on in two years, I don't need to be a puddle of goo before we even manage to make our way out the door.

We decide to walk to the restaurant since it's only a few blocks away. As we make our way there, we pick our conversation up right where we left off earlier in the day, telling each other about our families, silly childhood stories, and what made us choose the careers we did.

Jasper, being a perfect gentleman, opens the door for me. He also holds my chair out for me before taking the seat next to mine when we are led to the table by a hostess who looks at Jasper like he's something to eat, making me want to stab her eyes out with someone's fork. Stupid hussy, he's mine bitch so back off.

"Laying your claim to me already I see," Jasper whispers in my ear as I sit down.

I'm left speechless, unsure of how to answer. This is only a first date after all…stupid nonexistent verbal filter. Maybe I should just duct tape my mouth shut, then again, that wouldn't be conducive to sucking Jasper's cock. And I really, really want to suck his cock…maybe I'll call it the thundersword like he said in that one book he narrated. That sounds like a nice strong penis name. I bet he'd like that. Just as long as he doesn't start calling my hooha a sausage wallet or wizard sleeve…that's just wrong, and then I'd have to start calling his dick a wang doodle or cum gun, or something…maybe beef whistle.

"Bella…" Jasper calls out loudly, snapping out of my internal debate over appropriate genital names.

"Huh?" Is all I can come up with as he pulls my seat closer to his.

"Your menu…unless you already know what you want to eat?"

"Oh right, menu…food…eat." I say like I've lost all cognitive ability to formulate a coherent sentence.

"How about you just eat me," I mutter under my breath as I take the menu from him, and I swear I could hear him murmur an "I plan on it," but he seems to be looking at his menu, so I just chalk it up to wishful thinking.

"What do you think you're going to order," he asks me.

"I'm not sure, everything looks so good…" I trail off as I feel his hand work its way up my thigh and stop as it reaches my core. Suddenly I don't think we're talking about food anymore.

Leaning in, Jasper kisses along my shoulder as he deftly undoes my pants with his one hand before whispering in my ear.

"You can tell me to stop if you want," he says lowly as his fingers slip inside my panties and start to graze between my legs, his thumb gently massaging my clit. "But I really would love to help you decide what you'd like for dinner."

He pulls his hand away, waiting for my answer and I whimper slightly at the loss of contact. I nod my head, afraid that if I speak, the moan I've been fighting to keep inside me will escape.

His hand makes its way back to where I want it, as he starts using that tone of voice as he reads various items off the menu to me…

"Hmm…well, depending on how hungry you are you could get the grilled salmon and spinach salad…it comes with avocado, blueberries, walnuts, and a citrus dressing. How does that sound?"

As he reads, he applies more pressure as he plays with my clit, using his thumb to run up and down my slit.

I know he wants an answer, but all I can manage is a muted moan.

"Ok, so maybe not a salad…how about the sea scallops? Those come with caramelized fennel, onion marmalade, and mussel cream."

His fingers quicken in their movement, driving me closer to the edge. I can feel how flush my face must be and my hands are holding onto the arms in a vice grip, turning my knuckles white. I'm so close to my release, I lean my head against his shoulder in an effort to keep my mouth covered for fear of screaming out because of how good he's making me feel. To anyone looking at us, we'd look like just a romantic couple…if people only knew what he was doing under the table.

"Perhaps fish isn't what you're craving tonight…maybe you want some meat? Let's see…how about the roast chicken? It comes with mushrooms and pearl onions and a potato puree."

As he finishes reading off the description from the menu, he flicks and pinches my clit one final time, triggering my orgasm.

"Yeeeessss," I hiss out as quietly as I can manage. My heart is racing and I'm trying to catch my breath without gasping for air. Just then he pulls his hand out from between my legs as the waitress comes to take our order. Still feeling flushed, I start chugging my glass of water and nearly choke when I hear Jasper give our order.

"Yes…we'll both have the chicken," he tells the waitress, a knowing smirk on his face.

As the waitress turns and goes to hand our order into the kitchen, I really do choke on my water as Jasper makes eye contact with me as he sniffs his fingers before sucking them into his mouth.

"Mmm…," he says as he winks at me. "Absolutely delicious."

Well slap my ass and call me Sally…I don't think I'm ever going to be able to think of roast chicken the same way again.

Jasper leans into me again, this time kissing my on the mouth before speaking softly.

"You look beautiful when you cum Bella…and if you're enjoying dinner so far, I really can't wait until dessert."

A/N: So...who else is really looking forward to dessert? I know I am. I plan on working on chapter 3 during the upcoming week, so make sure you have this on alert if you don't already so you'll know when the chapter posts.