AN: The morning after.

Chapter forty seven: Taken' a Minute.

Bella, May, 2011…

I woke up with Jasper's arms around me. I thought he was still asleep, but I looked up and found him staring down at me. His smile was radiant. "Good morning."

"Morning."

"You're home."

"I'm home." I smiled back, happy to be in his arms. I was internally scolding myself for leaving though. Why did I think I could stay away? My heart was with him.

"We should get up," I suggested, trying to move out of his arms, only to have him tightened his grip on my body.

"Why?" he chuckled, placing a kiss on top of my head. "I like this."

I sighed and tightened my hold on him too. "I need to clean this place up. The living room is a mess."

"We'll do it in a minute."

"Okay."

We didn't do anything in a minute. I laid there until my eyes drooped and I fell asleep again. When I woke up, I was upstairs and in bed and it was around eleven. Jasper was gone and I wanted to take the time to unpack and grab a bath.

I decided to have the bath first and didn't leave the tub until I was a prune. When I got out, I tangled with my hair and then got dressed. While unpacking, Jasper came back upstairs.

"How was the bath?"

He must have come upstairs to check on me while I was in there. "It was good; relaxing."

"You're unpacking," he observed.

"Yeah. I wanted to get this done and then head downstairs to clean up the living room."

"Already done. And we have groceries now."

"We were out?"

He looked down sheepishly. "I didn't exactly do anything for a week."

I wanted to kick myself. "I'm sorry."

"Stop. Don't blame yourself. We were both wrong to do what we did. The danger is too great. You shouldn't have left and I shouldn't have let you go. Hell, I should've come up to Houston the next day."

"It's what I did that got us here. I was scared and I ran."

Jasper moved from the doorway and came into the room. He sat on the bed, and look at me for a long while before he asked, "Why did you run?"

"I…"

"Before you tell me, don't lie to me. Don't say what I want to hear. Tell me the truth. The one you've got in the pit of your stomach."

It flew out of my mouth at his command. "I don't want James to win. I'm scared. Yeah, I filed for divorce but I'm really scared."

"Then why leave me? Didn't you know how dangerous it would be to do what you did?"

"I was thinking that he wouldn't want to hurt you."

"Him hurting you would've killed me," he told me. "I sent Sam because I didn't want you to see me the way you came home and saw me. I was angry. I was mad at myself and at you for not trusting me."

"Are you still mad at me?"

He smirked, getting up and coming over to me. "A little. But I understand why you make rash decisions now."

"You do?"

He nodded. "You're scared of James."

I looked away and then I felt his arms around me. "It's okay. It's okay to be scared of him, Bella."

I started to cry. "I don't want to be!"

"We'll get through it."

"When will he stop tormenting me?"

"We'll stop him," Jasper promised me. "We'll stop him."

We left any talk of James behind and spent time together. We went to town to buy new picture frames and then had lunch. We walked in the park and sat under a tree and talked. I told Jasper anything I could think of. Especially about my childhood. I felt like talking about it. I couldn't shut up and he listened patiently. He gave advice and inquired while I talked. When we started talking about my mother, Jasper wasn't too pleased with that subject.

"I don't think I'll ever like her," he said outright. "I don't want to hurt you by saying that, but I can't like a woman who sat by and let all those horrible things happen to you."

"It's fine," I smiled. "I won't push you to do anything you don't want to do."

"Yeah, but when this is over and she figures out who I am…"

"Or your net worth," I added, taking a sip of my lemonade.

"Well, yeah! She'll want to be in our lives then, but I don't think I'll ever be comfortable having her around our child."

He didn't have to tell me this. I don't want her in my life. "It'll be fine. I don't want her around our baby."

"You might change your mind," he countered. "She's your mom."

"And she had a chance to be just that and protect me but she chose to lie and take me away from a parent that could've loved me and not let anyone hurt me. I'm so fucked in the head, Jasper! I can't even…I don't want her near our baby."

Jasper hugged me. "Let's forget it. We'll cross that bridge when we reach it."

The rest of my day ended with Esme, who we ran into after we left the park. We sat down with her for a while and had a talk. She was pleasant and wanted to remind that she was here for me.

Jasper tried to excuse himself, but I wanted him to stay. We talked about my decision to leave and Jasper's decision to give me space. We learned that it was hard for the both of us. Esme pointed out the hard fact. I was afraid of James, but it was because of my abuse. I was used to it. I used to him winning. And we would have to deign working on that.

I would see her at the end of June for a progress report and then under the watchful eye of Zafrina and Carlisle, we were going to start the hard part of my therapy. We were going to tackle the past and the abuse I endured at James' hand.

~~abt~~

"I'm scared."

"Why?"

"Your sister wants to see me."

Jasper chuckled in disbelief. "So?"

"Have you met your sister?"

"Yeah," he shrugged. "She's demanding and loves things her way. If you don't stand up for yourself, she'll get away with it too. She's fiercely protective of family. And she'll hurt anyone who hurts us. She also likes to pretend she's the older one sometimes."

"Aren't those enough reasons for me to run and hide?"

"No," Jasper said, pulling me along. "She likes you!"

"Yeah, that's comforting!"

Rose and Emmett had gotten home this evening and she wanted to see us. I didn't want to. Jasper thought I was being silly. I wasn't. I was scared. I was wrong and I didn't want to look into his family's eyes and see disappointment there. Especially Maria's. She had opened her home to me. Stood up for me. Allowed me to love her son. How did could I do it? I don't want to face her.

"Bella…" Jasper stopped us at the entryway of the main house. I could hear laughter coming from the kitchen. "No stress. You're over thinking things."

I nodded and took a deep breath. "You're right. Let's do this."

I stepped over the threshold into the kitchen. "Hey everyone," I said to the occupants of the room. All eyes turned on me. But they weren't what I was expecting. They weren't filled with judgment, scorn or anger. They were filled with relief and love, especially Maria. She came right over to me and hugged me. I held on to her for a long while.

Rose ran over to us, pulling Jasper into a hug and then she turned to me. She hugged me after Maria moved away.

"I'm sorry for leaving," I said when I pulled away from her. I was saying it to all of them. "I thought if I left, James wouldn't see Jasper as a threat and he wouldn't want to hurt him. I didn't stop to think how much I was about to hurt Jasper, you guys and myself."

Rose spoke up, "It's good you figured it out. And don't do that shit again. Running will get you killed. That bastard wants to win and we can't let him. Think about us next time. Think about the baby. I swear to God, Bella, we're gonna throw down the next time you try this."

I swallowed hard, and said with as much bravery as I could muster, "Bring it on."

Everyone laughed.

"Cat fight!" Emmett shouted, making them laugh harder while I breathed a sigh of relief.

An hour later, Jasper and I were home in bed, watching movies. 'The Breakfast Club' had just finished.

"Let's watch it again!" I said excitedly.

"Bella…when I said I wanted us to relax, 'The Breakfast Club' wasn't what I was thinking about.

"Oh yeah?" I turned in his arms and kissed him. "What were you thinking about?"

I was asking trouble, but I felt too good to care.

"Let me show you."

A single kiss turned into a passionate embrace until Jasper pulled away to play. He placed the back of his hand against my forehead and said I had a fever and he had the perfect remedy to bring it down.

"What's that, doctor?"

"You have to sweat it out, Ms. Swan." There was something so fucking sexy about the way he said 'Ms. Swan.' My stomach always tightened in anticipation and pleasure when he drawled it the way he did.

"Please help me, Dr. Whitlock," I said in a meek voice. "I'll do anything you say."

He got up and started to strip. "Doctor, what are you doing?"

"The best way to handle this treatment, Ms. Swan, is to do it naked. We'll have a better result that way. Don't you want to feel better, Ms. Swan?"

"Yes, doctor."

I got up and took everything off, loving the way Jasper's eyes roamed my body, and laid back down. Jasper climbed into the bed with me. I pulled him down into a heated kiss. I could feel him, hot and heavy against my hip but I wanted it somewhere else. I tried to move under him so we could be perfectly aligned but Jasper had other things in mind. He jumped away and got off the bed. I frowned at him and he smirked.

"I have to assess you before we begin, Ms. Swan." What he meant was he was going to tease me to the brink and then do something about it before I went fucking crazy.

"Yes, doctor," I replied as I openly stared at him. Jasper was a gift from the heavens. He was sculpted to perfection. He had tight muscles from hard work, well defined abs that made my mouth water leading to a happy trail that led to the most glorious cock I have ever had the pleasure of seeing. It was long, thick and hard.

"Eyes up here, Ms. Swan," he said when I licked my lips while staring at his dick.

"I'm sorry, doctor." I wasn't. I wanted that cock in my mouth or inside me…now!

His brazen smile said he knew it too. But he was playing by his rules. "Now, Ms. Swan, if you'd raise your legs up for me," he instructed. "Yes, that's good. Now, plant the heels of your feet near to your rear and keep your legs wide open just like that. Yes, that's very good, Ms. Swan," he praised. "I see you know what you're doing."

"Yes, doctor." I was the dutiful patient who wanted nothing more than for her doctor to fuck her brains out.

"Now we'll begin."

From then on, Jasper drove me crazy running his hands up and down my body in the most sensual way. I wanted to come from his touch alone. I squirmed and begged for him to do more, but he didn't. Not without me doing something. "What would you like me to do, Ms. Swan?"

"Touch me please…" I breathed, writhing and wanting him to do something. Anything. I needed to come.

"How do you want me to touch you, Ms. Swan?" I snapped my eyes to his. I wanted to scream at him but he looked too good. His glare was smoldering as he sat down beside my opened legs, his finger lingering on the edge of my pussy and I wanted it inside.

"Push your finger inside of me," I said, knowing it was exactly what he wanted to hear. He wanted me to be vocal. "Fuck me with your fingers. Uhh…I want to come. Please, doctor." I never broke character. I liked this game. It was fun, but I needed relief.

"Keep your eyes on me," he ordered.

He kissed me and pushed his finger then fingers inside of me simultaneously. I met his lips with fervor. I devoured his mouth and fucked his tongue the way he was fucking me with his fingers. I wanted to tear my mouth away and scream because he felt so good. In and out. In and out. His fingers were driving me crazy. I was so close. He pulled away and ordered me to come and I did while shouting his name.

"Do you feel a little better, Ms. Swan?"

"Yes, doctor. But I want more." I breathed.

He kissed me again while pinching my clit and my stomach trembled. "I know you do."

He climbed into bed with me. We kissed until he tore himself away to move down my body with slow reverent kisses. I moaned and writhed beneath him. "Doctor…please."

I didn't have to beg for too long. My doctor delivered. He sucked my clit into his mouth, making me scream again. I would probably be hoarse by the end of this but I didn't care.

His mouth moved away and I wanted to curse him. Until he pushed his tongue inside of me.

"Ugh...Jasper!" I grabbed my hair, my pillow, anything I could hold on to while he fucked me with his tongue. "Jasper…uuhh…Jasper…please." What I was begging for, I don't know. I just knew I wanted it.

"Fuck, Bella…you taste so good." He sucked and fucked me with his talented tongue until I came again.

I didn't give him any time to object. "I want you, doctor. Please fuck me."

He crawled up between my legs. "My, my, Ms. Swan. So vocal."

"Yes, doctor."

"Are you sure, Ms. Swan?"

"Yes, doctor…please."

He pushed into me and I shouted for joy. He didn't waste any time thrusting in and out of me with abandon and I kissed him hard for it. We moaned, yelled and screamed in pleasure when we weren't kissing. I clawed at his back, probably marking him, but I didn't care. Anybody could walk in us right now and I wouldn't stop. I was being fucked by the greatest lover I had ever had.

"Oh fuck, Bella!" He drove his cock so deep I saw stars while he broke character. "You feel so fucking good, baby!" I loved how dirty his mouth was when we had sex. "So fucking tight! You've got the tightest pussy I had ever fucked!"

His words, his moves, his cock were all driving me insane with pleasure. My stomach tightened. My toes curled. I was incoherent. I was in fucking bliss. "I want…I want to….Oh fuck!" I screamed and arched into him as my orgasm raced through me at the speed of light. I crashed in euphoria while Jasper followed me over the edge with erratic thrusts that set off another orgasm in me as he shouted my name and came.

He pulled out and collapsed beside me. We laid there, side by side, staring up at the ceiling while heaving gulps of breath until we took one look at each other and burst out laughing.

"What was that?" I asked him.

"Me missing fucking you."

I laughed and pulled him to my lips, kissing him hard.

"You're lucky I can form sentences," Jasper said breathlessly when I pulled away. "I thought I was having a heart attack when I was coming. It felt so fucking good. I don't think I'll ever get tired of fucking you."

I laughed at him again before deciding it was time to completely fuck him up.

I curled into his side, rubbing my naked sweaty body against his. He groaned and warned me but I ignored him. While playing with one of his nipples, I asked in an innocent tone, "Jasper?"

"Hmm?" Looking up at him, I noticed his eyes were closed and his lips were curled up into a smile.

"Do you really mean it?"

He opened his eyes and looked down at me. "Mean what?"

"That I've got the tightest pussy you've ever fucked?"

He chuckled deep. The rumbling sounds of it making his entire body vibrate. "That's the part you remembered after the amazing fuck we just had?" he drawled and my pussy jumped in excitement.

I left his nipple and trailed my hand down to his semi hard cock, grasping and stroking it, bringing it to full attention again. It didn't take much to get Jasper ready again. "I just want to know," I said, sucking his nipple into my mouth.

"Mmm…fuck…you want me to stroke your ego, huh?"

I nodded while batting my eyelashes as I sucked his nipple and stroked his cock. He was grinding against the bed. I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too.

He pulled me from his nipple, holding my face in his hands while he looked deep into my eyes. I didn't let go of him. I wanted him to come again. "Baby, you're the most amazing woman. You're a wildcat in bed and you've got the tightest, sexiest pussy I have ever licked, sucked and fucked."

I gave him a deep wanton kiss on his lips, leaving him breathless. "Good," I said and then moved down between his legs. I took the head of his dick into my mouth, sucking it hard and fast before releasing him. Jasper was gasped and threw his head back against the pillows. I took him back into my mouth, sucking him in earnest before releasing him again. I licked the underside of his cock the way he liked, reveling in the taste of him on my tongue. It was sweet, salty and all Jasper. His stomach contracted while I ran a hand up and down it. He shouted expletives when I took him back into my mouth and swallowed around him. A guttural moan left him while I bobbed my head up and down his penis and he screamed my name, "Bella!"

It felt powerful to have him at my mercy. "Bella, baby…uuhh fuck…I want to come…uuhh…" he moaned. "Baby, I'm gonna come…" he warned, but that was what I wanted.

"Bella!" He shouted and came down my throat.

He relaxed and came down from his high while I licked his softened cock, cleaning it before going to lie down beside him.

"What was that?"

"Me missing fucking you," I teased and he laughed.

He closed his eyes and I thought he was asleep. "Baby?"

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you move away when I said I was coming?"

"Why would I?"

"I didn't want the…my cum to upset you."

"Why would it upset me?" I didn't get it.

But concern filled Jasper's eyes when he opened them to me. "The baby. I don't want to upset your stomach." He was so sweet.

"I don't feel that way, but if you're scared, we'll work something out."

He seemed pleased. "Okay."

I rested my head on his chest until hunger stroke. "I could go for something to eat?"

"What do you want?" Jasper asked.

"Some fried chicken and peanut butter sounds good right now."

He pulled me up so I could look at him and I tried but failed to keep the smile off my face even though I was completely serious about the chicken and peanut butter part as he said seriously, "Bella, you're not putting peanut butter on the fried chicken, I forbid it!"

I laughed in his face and he chuckled at his own absurdity.

"I'll eat the way I want to eat and you'll love me for it," I said with confidence. "Besides, it's the baby who wants fried chicken smothered in peanut butter."

"Ugh!" Jasper made a face and I laughed.