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Chapter 2

Part 1

I can see you

"Alice, I need your help." I approach her while hunting. I know she doesn't like to be watched but, dammit, this is urgent.

"What can I do for you, Jazzy?" I hate that nickname.

"I need you to give Bella a makeover. Edward is stalling to take their relationship to the physical place, and it's driving me crazy. She's getting close to the breaking point, Alice. The family can't lose Bella again."

Alice frowned at this, but I knew she would do it, "Jazzy, I'm so glad you're paying attention. I missed this entirely. How should we make her over? It's not like she would let us just mess with her stuff."

"What if an accident were to befall her belongings and she only had… enticing… options for a family gathering she's been invited to?"

"Oh my god, Jazzy you're a genius. You're such a great guy, always looking out for the family. It's one of the reasons I love you so much." She jumped up and kissed my cheek.

I'm not a good guy, I'm not even an okay guy. I'm an obsessed guy. My need for Edward's human is becoming extreme. I'm plotting to find another way in. I've been banned from preparing meals for Edward's human. Apparently I'm 'not to take liberties with cayenne pepper' in all my recipes. I will have to find alternative methods to get her to moan and pant in front of me. In the meantime, I am moving forward with my plan to see more of Bella's skin. I need to inspect and catalogue her perfect imperfections for my mind's reel.

She's precious and fragile and I want to fuck her until she unravels like an expensive knit sweater at a chain link fence store. I'm desperately pushing my wife to get Bella into more revealing clothes under the appearance of trying to keep the family together. I don't care if the whole fucking world burns. I need to see that human naked… again.

"It should be white; Edward will want her to be pure. If the style is revealing, the color shouldn't be." Wet white fabric. Hard, beaded, dark pink nipples pressed against wet white fabric. A string bikini of wet white fabric. Just the lightest tug on a string and her body would be bare. I would press my face against her bosom. Soft, squishy, fucking warm breasts. I would suck those nipples. I would pull the string on her bottom and shred the fabric so she could never cover her beautiful pussy again. I would slip my finger inside her moist heat and play with that little button inside until she begged for my cock. "Definitely white."

"Yes, sir." Alice saluted me and dashed toward the house. The military references used to drive me wild when we first got together and now… nothing. I have never felt this feral before. This human is like vampire catnip. She's a forbidden fruit being held inches from my salivating mouth as I'm told to stay away. I want nothing more than to sink my teeth in and have the juices run down my chin. I would grin in the face of god knowing I had tasted her, forbidden or not, and it was worth it. She was worth it.

Edward has left our summer plans in Alice's very capable and pushy-as-fuck hands. Which means he's left them in my hands. Alice does what I ask. Alice does everything to please me. She can't help it. I will get what I want. There is no room for failure with this. I decide we're going to the lake off the back end of the property. Alice will have a vision. That's where we'll end up. She definitely relies on her gift too much.

The plan is going off without a hitch. Alice has called in her excuses with Charlie and Edward is bringing my obsession to me. I need her like she needs air. If I could smell her arousal… maybe I should find a way to lure her in as well. Nothing too obvious. I may need to speak with Emmet. I could goad him into a wrestling match. But I'm hesitant to pull out a prank war, that could lead to setbacks.

The delectable little brunette snack pack is here! I can hear her heartbeat stutter as Edward dashed forward with her on his back.

"You do know I'm capable of walking on my own, right Edward?"

"I know, love. I just like holding you. Also, you're very slow." Edward chuckled.

Bella swung her hand at him, and he caught her wrist, "Not very smart, love. I wouldn't want you to break your hand."

Bella grumbled and plopped on to the couch next to me. "Hey, Jassss… Per." She giggled playfully.

"Belllll… la." I smirked at her. "What brings you to the couch on this fine day?"

"I was told that Alice had plans for me and I mustn't be late or I would face grave consequences."

"Ah yes, well I can assure you that you are quite early. She won't be home for another hour. Are you looking forward to spending the week here alone with all of us terrifying monsters?" I lock eyes with her hoping to see a reaction. Her breathing picks up and I can see her flush paint her skin.

"I'm not packed for a whole week, I was just told to bring all of my bathing suits and a few sun dresses. Apparently we won't be clothed for the majority of this week. I don't even have pajamas."

"I'm sure there's a T-shirt or something you can borrow from someone here. Unless you want to let Alice take you shopping?"

Bella slaps her hand over my mouth, "How dare you say the s-word where someone might hear you?!"

Her hand over my mouth sent a thrill through me so I did what any logical and collected man would do. I licked it. It tasted sublime and dirty and salty and perfect. "Ewwww.. Jasper!"

"You should be smarter than to put your hand near a vampire's mouth, pretty Bella." I smile, wiggling my eyebrows at her before standing up with the intention to head to my room.

Something needed to be done about my fucking erection and there was no way I was about to fuck a throw pillow in the living room with a guest over. I'm civilized. I'm gonna go fuck my hand in the shower and picture that glistening pussy on my tongue grinding against my face. Like a gentleman.

Never mind. Edward's back and therefore my thoughts must be locked down. It's difficult to masturbate, obsess over his girlfriend and keep Edward out all at once.

He shoots me a confused glance and strides over to Bella, grabbing her hands in his before whispering in her ear, "Wanna come to my room, love?"

Bella blushes and I can smell her arousal as she stands to follow his copper headed ass up to his fucking virgin cave. Ugh! This is about to be torture all over again. I shoot myself in the foot as I shout, "You better give her an orgasm if you work her up again or I swear to god Edward I will rip you apart. If you're not planning on following through, get your asses back down here and do some G-rated shit!"

Emmet bursts into hysterical laughter, his roars bounce off the vaulted ceilings. Edward growls back at me but does not return to the room.

I groan as I start to feel the beginnings of their stupid tease session, like a fucking masochist I don't leave because I need to hear what she sounds like when she gets worked up. I'm so in tuned to her sounds I can practically feel her warm breath on my own cheek. Hot and messy against my skin. My cock twitches. I shouldn't get closer. I want to but I shouldn't. I can hear buttons being slipped through there eyelets. Fuck is he undressing her or… is she undressing him. Maybe she's undressing herself…

Suddenly a sharp gasp ends the session and Edward is racing out of the house. Coward! I can feel the sting of rejection in my gut as Bella registers that Edward's departure is bound to last longer than she wants it to. I stalk up the stairs and stand in his doorway. "Hi, Bella."

She gives me a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "Hi, Jasper." She squeaks out but I don't have to be an empath to see she's hurt. I'm also trying hard to hide the growing tent in my pants when I see the flush across her face and her swollen lips in a pout and her eyebrows drawn together. Her blouse is half unbuttoned and I feel my hands shake to remain at my sides instead of ripping the offending clothing from her body and sucking her tit into my mouth to massage that perfect pink nipple with my tongue.

"You ok, darlin'?" I ask but I know. She knows I know. Im trying to be polite, but it's stupid.

"He doesn't want me." She says so softly I struggle to hear it with my enhanced senses.

"He does, he's just scared." Why am I defending the prick?

"I trust him." She sighs, "but he won't even try."

I take a deep breath and sit next to her in his room. I place my hand on her shoulder and I feel the familiar lick of flames in my body. My fucking cock makes an uncomfortable appearance as it strains against my jeans. I'm a bastard. I'm not here to comfort her. I want her. So fucking bad. I made an excuse to touch her because I fucking want her. My thumb draws circles on her back as she leans into my chest. I smell her hair under my nose. I kiss the top of her head because it feels right and pull her close. I whisper in her ear because I have no self control, "Edward's a fool. If you were mine, I wouldn't have run from you. I would have stayed. I would have fucked you so hard you wouldn't be able to see straight. I would have made you cum all over my cock. I would have you thoroughly defiled and sated and utterly exhausted."

Bella's breathing stops as I stand to leave and although she's physically frozen still I can feel her emotions swirling as we lock eyes. No one heard me. No one knows what I said. Except her. My obsession. Edward's human.

Chapter 2

Part 2.

Getting the Led out

BPOV

Once again, I find myself invited over to the Cullen house. This time's going to be different. They want it to be a surprise. I could use a bit of a vacation with my favorite vampire family. At least this way I can get some excitement that doesn't leave me just when the getting's good.

Honestly, with Edward constantly teasing me only to leave me high and… wet.. at the last possible moment, when the air is thick with our shared arousal- it's driving me nuts. I hate that he does that. I trust him, and we're in love. Well... He's in love. I'm not loving this rejection I'm faced with on a regular basis. I do love him, but I don't know how much more of this I can take. He should be able to at least try. I know he's been saving himself for his mate, but I'm his mate. We should have at least TRIED to fuck. At least once. Isn't he supposed to be this big strong scary vampire? And here I am, practically throwing myself at him whenever I think things are finally headed in the right direction. What will it take to convince him that I don't need to be changed to experience our first times together? Do I need to physically undress myself in front of him? I guess all I can do is try and hope he'll go for it on this trip. Nothing else has worked so far.

So here I am, in my room, reading a book, having myself a bit of a moment as Led Zeppelin's "Babe I'm Gonna Leave You" plays softly in the background. The exaggerated soundtrack to my current mood. I hear the phone ring downstairs. Charlie answers. It's Alice. Of course it's Alice. I wouldn't be surprised if I found erotic sketches of my mustachioed father strewn about her desk one day. I don't know why she seems to be crushing hard over my dad. He's always just looked so… 'regular guy' to me. Plus he's a cop. It's kind of lame. And a little desperate. You have a hot cowboy husband who puts out. He puts out by the way. Wish I could say the same about Edward. But noooo. What am I doing? I don't want to think about him right now. I don't want to hear Charlie stumble over his words as he gets coerced by Alice's pushy charm. Again.

I crank up the volume on my iPod. Let the Led out. Anything to drown out the thoughts of that damned boy who refuses to go past first base with me. I can't even get an open-mouthed kiss from him. He's such a prude. I'm doing it again. This needs to be louder. I run circles around that iPod's dial until it's at maximum. Much better.

I don't normally turn my music up this loud. At least not often. Through the loud moans of Robert Plant, I manage to hear footsteps growing closer as Charlie heads upstairs. He knocks on my door and creaks it open, taking a peek inside. Here it comes.

"Hey, uh, Bella. Just heard from Alice, that-…"

"What?!" I shout over the music even though I heard him.

"Bella! Could you turn it down for a second?!"

"What?! I can't hear you! I'm listening to music!"

"I know that, Bella! Could you turn it down?! I wanna talk to you!"

So I walk back over to my iPod and turn it back down, soft enough to talk over, but definitely not off. Charlie takes that opportunity to walk into my room and sit on the side of my bed, closest to the door. He pats the spot next to him.

"Bella, have a seat."

I sit down.

"… So I just got off the phone with Alice. She says you have plans to hang around their house for a few days. Which I'm okay with as long as she's gonna be there supervising. Lemme ask you something. Are you and that Edward guy getting that serious? Enough to be taking a vacation with him?"

This is the first I've heard of this. At least the 'few days' part of it.

"Yeah, uh. I think so. I mean. You probably don't want to hear about it, but we're going through a bit of a time right now. I think Alice just wants us to get along again."

"That boy didn't hurt you, did he?" Charlie is practically salivating at the chance to fuck Edward up.

"No… No, it's nothing like that. I just-… I don't really want to talk about it. It's teenage relationship stuff."

"Say no more, Bella. Just make sure his intentions are good, and we're square." He says to me. I nod, and he awkwardly heads back out the door.

I roll my eyes. Of course his intentions are good. He still treats me like I'm some delicate fucking flower that would wilt at the sight of his more monster-y side. Which is the furthest from the truth. Seeing him lose control is exactly what I want to see. It would excite me. I want him to rip my clothes off and ravage me already. We've already come so close so many times. Am I doing something wrong? No. No he's the one to blame for all of this. Yep. It's official. I'm mad at him.

It's the weekend. I'm in the kitchen, having some breakfast- nothing special. Just eggs and toast, and some cranberry juice. The phone rings and Charlie answers.

"Hello?... Oh! Alice, how are you? …My mustache? Yeah, it's doing much better now. Thanks for that beard oil, stuff's amazing.-" He blushes. If he were a teenage girl, he'd be twirling his hair right now.

"Oh, yeah. Oh you wanna talk to Bella? Yeah, she's right here."

After recollecting himself, he walks over to me and hands me the phone. I take a second to finish up the last bite of yolk-dipped toast and swallow before responding:

"Hey Alice."

"Bella, pack your things. You're going to need a few sundresses and all your swimwear. Edward will be there in five minutes."

"…All of my swimwear?" That's odd.

"Yes. All of it. Oh. And some flip-flops."

"…Are we going to be swi-"

"It's a surprise." She interrupts. "Just pack up your things. He'll be there any minute now."

"Ugh…Fine."

"Awesome! See you soon! Oh, and give Charlie a kiss for me. Mwah."

"Alice, I'm not doing that."

"Aw, boo. See you soon!"

I take my plate to the sink and rinse it off a little. I wonder what they've got planned for me this time? Swimming, for sure. Is it going to be at their house? Is Edward going swimming, too? I wonder what they all wear when they swim. Maybe Edward will wear one of those old-timey striped bathing suits that go all the way over his shoulders. He certainly wouldn't want me getting any ideas. I laugh a little at the thought of him in a unitard, like one a grandpa would wear. Alice'll probably be in a cute, European-looking bathing suit with one of those wide-brimmed hats, knowing her. Rosalie would no doubt wear something stunningly beautiful, likely in a fiery red color. And Emmett will probably be wearing a speedo or bear-themed swim shorts. Ooh, I wonder what Jasper would wear. Probably trunks. Come to think of it, I don't think I've seen him in anything other than jeans and long-sleeves. Alright. Maybe this will actually be kind of fun.

I head upstairs, somewhat excited to start packing. All of my swimwear. Alice… I get upstairs and walk through the door to my room.

"Ready to go, Bella?" Edward was already there, luggage in-hand. He startled me.

"Sweet mother of-..! You scared me! You're here. Of course you're here. I don't know why I'm surprised."

"Yeah, Alice should have mentioned somethi-"

"She did. I think she's got the hots for Charlie."

"Don't be ridiculous. She's with Jasper. So, you ready to go? I've packed your things."

"I guess. Good to see you, too, Edward."

"Forgive me, Bella. Where are my manners? Hello, beautiful." He says with a smile. I flush a little. It works. It works every time. I can't help it, he's so freaking handsome.

"I just have to grab my toothbrush and-…" I turn around and he's gone. The window's open and the curtains are swaying. He snuck back out the window. Classic Edward. Still, though. I was mid-sentence. He could have waited for me to finish. He's never been a fan of letting me finish. I grab my suitcase and head back down to the living room, wave goodbye to Charlie, and head outside to find Edward standing there, holding the door to his Volvo open for me. He's smiling. Whatever. Stupid ungodly hot vampires and their charms. I grumble a little and enter the car. He grabs my luggage, like I knew he would, and puts it into the trunk.

On the drive over to the Cullen house, things got a little more intense. It's like this every time. He gets me excited and invested in playtime on the trip over and... He isn't really talking much, so the ride itself is quiet. He does, however, reach over to touch my knee a few times and glance over at me with that perfect smile of his. I offer him a sweet smile and bear it. I'm looking forward to this vacation, even though things are strained with us. We can talk all we want, but he knows what I want, and is vehemently denying me any kind of satisfaction. We're at what he dubs 'an impasse'.

We pull up the house and Edward gets out of the car and zips around to my side, opening the door before I get a chance to. He scoops me out of my seat and carries me to the door. Not gonna lie, it's pretty hot when he lifts me up so effortlessly. I can feel his muscles against me as I hang onto his back. They're so… rigid, like the rest of him. After we pass through the threshold, he carefully sets me back down onto my feet.

"You do know I'm capable of walking on my own, right Edward?"

"I know, love. I just like holding you. Also, you're very slow." Edward chuckled, flashing me that sexy grin of his.

I swatted my hand at him, but he caught my wrist, "Not very smart, love. I wouldn't want you to break your hand."

That's fine. He wants to act like things are normal. Two can play. Anything to make this trip go more smoothly, I guess. I look around the room and notice Jasper just sitting there, perfectly still on the couch, like a weirdo. A hot weirdo, but a weirdo nonetheless. Looks like he could use some company.

"Hey, Jassss… Per." I giggled playfully, remembering the last time we hung out, where he cooked for me. Such a good guy.

"Belllll… la." He smirked. "What brings you to the couch on this fine day?" He leans closer with a sexy smile on his face and his breath flooding my senses and oh god… reel in those feelings Bella. What are you doing?! All vampires are hot, he's not yours to moon over.

I keep my face from portraying my inner disaster, "I was told that Alice had plans for me and I mustn't be late or I would face grave consequences."

"Ah yes, well I can assure you that you are quite early. She won't be home for another hour. Are you looking forward to spending the week here alone with all of us terrifying monsters?" A slight shiver runs down my spine. Something in his eyes is trying to communicate with me, but I can't quite decipher it.

I try to shake off the heat building in me and refocus, "I'm not packed for a whole week, I was just told to bring all of my bathing suits and a few sun dresses. Apparently we won't be clothed for the majority of this week. I don't even have pajamas."

His voice is low and husky as he replies, "I'm sure there's a T-shirt or something you can borrow from someone here. Unless you want to let Alice take you shopping?"

I panic, eyeing around the room, "How dare you say the s-word where someone might hear you?!"

I instinctively shut his mouth with my hand, trying to keep him from saying more words that usually get Alice to rush over to me, so annoyingly excited that it's overbearing. Jasper, without any warning, retaliated with a quick lick against my palm.

"Ewwww.. Jasper!" …is what I said out loud. But internally, I felt a chill run down my spine. I'm so tightly wound, what with Edward not putting out and all, that even one small lick of the hand got me a little bit hot and bothered. Great, now two vampires are working me up.

"You should be smarter than to put your hand near a vampire's mouth, pretty Bella." With a smile, Jasper wiggled his eyebrows at me and awkwardly stood up and turned as if he was about to go somewhere else. Not even excusing himself. He's definitely… quirky. Well. I mean, he's not human, so maybe this is his normal.

Edward was close behind me, hovering, as he does. He shoots Jasper this look of… confusion? I think? Maybe we were getting a little bit flirty. I didn't really notice until now. Was Edward getting jealous? I don't think I've seen him be jealous before. It's kind of hot. Great. Now all I can think about is Jasper's tongue on my hand. That was pretty hot, too. Edward grabs both of my hands in his before leaning in to whisper in my ear, "Wanna come to my room, love?" Great. Now I'm blushing. I stand up and walk around the couch with Edward as we make our way up to his room. From downstairs I hear Jasper shout:

"You better give her an orgasm if you work her up again or I swear to god Edward I will rip you apart. If you're not planning on following through, get your asses back down here and do some G-rated shit!"

Emmet bursts into hysterical laughter, my whole face turns red. I feel my cheeks glowing. He didn't have to announce it to the whole house! I guess he does tune into feelings. It's pretty much his thing. Probably hard to filter out the emotions coming off of me right now. Edward growls at Jasper while we're half-way up the stairs. Mmm… That growl. I like when he reacts all feral like that.

We get into his room and take a seat onto his bed. I shove him back a little bit, and he plays along- not like I could actually move him if he didn't let me. He leans back, reclining onto his elbows as I straddle his hips. After some light kissing, I lean back and chew onto my lower lip in excitement. I look down and start unbuttoning my shirt, feeling something rising underneath me. Good. It's working. Just like I planned. I make it down a few more buttons before peeking up through my eyelashes at him, giving him my best 'fuck me' eyes. I feel him get even harder through his pants. My shirt's halfway undone now and I take a second to run my fingers through my hair, grinding against his package as I feel it push against my heat…

"Nnh…" I let out a soft moan and he completely loses it. Suddenly, without warning, I'm thrown onto the bed, eyes closed, looking forward to what's next. As I open my eyes, he's gone. The door's open. He left. Again. That asshole. I knew he'd do this. Of course he won't give in. Even though he knows it's what I want. I cover my face with a pillow and hold back a few tears. I'm such an idiot.

"You ok, darlin'?" He asks. He knows. I know he knows. It's sweet of him to consider me, despite me being so recently embarrassed by the boy I chose to be with.

"He doesn't want me." I whisper softly, my voice breaking as I'm on the brink of crying.

"He does, he's just scared." He's defending him? Of course, he's his brother. Even though I'm mad at Edward, I can't be mad at Jasper, it's not his fault.

"I trust him." I say with a sigh, "but he won't even try."

"Edward's a fool. If you were mine, I wouldn't have run from you. I would have stayed. I would have fucked you so hard you wouldn't be able to see straight. I would have made you cum all over my cock. I would have you thoroughly defiled and sated and utterly exhausted."

I'm speechless. What did he just say? Am I asleep? No way he just said that to me. Jasper is with Alice though… but I can't deny that his offer is tempting as all hell.

My eyes lock with his in the doorway as he exits the room. That was real. That was an offer. That was him on a ledge hoping I will keep him from leaping to his death. I just might.