Disclaimer: Pay attention! I do not own these characters, nor any bit of their personalities, unfortunately. Please don't whine.
I watch her walk around her bedroom. She doesn't know I am here. How could she? The tree outside her bedroom window is big enough to hide me. I sit here often, when Edward is away. He thinks I'm there to protect her.
I am there to protect her of course, but that isn't all. I watch her too. I don't remember much about being human. I just remember who I was, the basics of how I got there, and my change of course. Only Alice doesn't remember her change, and she has her reasons.
What am I thinking? This can never work. Edward is a mind reader for god's sakes. Alice is a psychic. How on earth could anyone get away with anything with them around? Why hasn't Alice seen this already? Maybe she has… She has been acting strange lately. Edward has been too. I wonder what is going on.
Bella walks across the room to her dresser. With my eyesight, I can tell exactly what pajamas she picks out. It's kind of weird. She picks out something sexy tonight. Normally when Edward is away she wears those holey t-shirts and baggy shorts. Not tonight.
She glances my way, her hair framing her face in a way that makes my mouth go dry. Surely she can't see me. If my heart could still beat, it would stop at this moment. I must be imagining things. Bella turns back around. She sits down on the bed, and takes off her tennis shoes and socks.
She's going to change in her room? I'm a little bit shocked. Bella never changes clothes in her room. Not since she found out how easy it was for us to sneak in and out without anyone knowing. My mouth starts to water, or produce venom; however you'd like to look at it.
Bella is still standing with her back to me. Her long brown hair is a little messy, like it gets when she plays with it all day. I love seeing her play with her hair. As if on cue she puts a finger up and twirls a strand while she looks at herself in the mirror. Her jacket comes off first, tossed casually to the floor, where she'll trip over it tomorrow.
She's wearing a tight black camisole underneath. Her nipples are visible in the reflection of the mirror. Oh Bella. I sigh and tug at my pants, trying to rearrange them. Bella's jeans emphasize her perfect figure. She has long slender legs that fit perfectly into jeans. Her ass is small, but perfectly shaped. I hear myself groan as she reaches for the button.
Bella slowly unzips her jeans, leaning over to pick them up as they fall to the floor. My mouth falls open in shock. She is wearing a pair of black lace boy short panties that leave very little to the imagination. I can feel my cock getting hard as I watch my new favorite show.
I start getting nervous as she walks towards the window. My earlier fears return and I wonder if she knows I'm watching. Surely she couldn't. But if she does, then maybe she has a thing for me too. I calm down as she simply opens the window. I can hear music coming from her room. It's a song that's just started coming on the radio. It's my favorite.
She stands where she is for a few moments, breathing the Forks summer air. (Which is warm tonight.) She is still standing there when she reaches for the hem of the camisole. I force myself to stop breathing as she pulls the shirt up over her head. It wouldn't do for me to gasp aloud with her so close.
Bella has perfectly rounded tits. They are a little on the small side, but they are perky and look so soft. Her nipples are definitely hard. For a moment I wish I could hear peoples thoughts, like Edward does, but then I remember that he can't hear Bella's thoughts. I still wonder what she is thinking.
I want to see more of her in her glory but she turns then, and reaches for the nightgown she picked out. Well, really it is a teddy. It is red silk, mostly, except for the part that is black lace. It looks as if it was meant to go with the boy shorts. I realize that my cock is in my hand, and I force myself to slow down so that I don't make too much noise. I'm too close for that.
"Bella," I moan softly. "You are killing me."
I watch her as she walks towards the door. I know that Charlie's not home tonight, but I can't bear the thought of her leaving the room where I can't look at her. But she just locks the door. I'm surprised. What is it that she needs to lock the door for?
Bella turns out all the lights one by one. Then she lights a candle. She looks a little nervous; worried that Charlie might come home from his date or something. With a little shake of her head, Bella goes and lies on her bed. I have perfect sight from this angle. Her bed faces the window, so her feet are towards me as she lies down. I can see the rise and fall of her breasts, and with her window open I can hear her heartbeat accelerate.
Bella's hand trails down her chest and caresses her nipple through the black lace. She traces circles and other designs around it, playing until she's turned on. I can smell that from here. She smells like some kind of floral bouquet. When her panties get wet, the smell increases by about a thousand. I breathe in the scent of her, and feel my hunger burning my throat. Partly it is hunger for her blood. But mostly, it's hunger for that body, and love for Bella.
Bella's heartbeat is speeding up again. I know part of it is from nerves, I can feel it from here. But as for the rest, it is all lust. Hesitantly, her fingers slide down her body until they touch the edge of her panties. She pauses for a minute, and then slides her fingers underneath the lace. I hear her gasp as she finds what she's looking for. I see her fingers wriggling through the lace in her panties.
The look on her face makes me want to kiss her. I can imagine what it will feel like the first time. We would take it slow, I would be careful. I was so caught up in my imaginings that I almost didn't hear what she said. I saw her twisting, trying to give herself a better climax. She was only barely there.
A long low moan escaped her lips, and I felt my cock throbbing. "Jasper!" she calles hoarsely. "Fuck, Jasper. That feels so fucking good."
When I hear these words it takes all the self control I can muster not to go in there and give her a proper release. She is just fantasizing. I tell myself severely. You would give her an aneurysm if you went in there to show her how it's done.
I close my eyes, trying to take control of the overwhelming lust I know will be radiating off of my body into Bella and the neighbors. I can't get it under control though. When I open my eyes again, Bella is standing at the window. I can smell her desire, feel her lust.
"Jasper, are you out there?" Bella's sultry voice calls quietly. "Please come in here with me."
For a moment I can't move, but then I am right behind her. "I'm here." I answer quietly.
Bella gives a little jump, but she quickly recovers, even though she slams the window shut and draws the curtains with such haste that I worry for her safety. I am not quite sure how to act. Does she know what I have been doing? I would feel embarrassed, but the waves of lust rolling off of Bella overpower the embarrassment.
"Were you watching?" Bella whispers sexily, walking towards me. She has an impish grin on her face, giving away that she has of course known all along.
"Yes." I answer. I am not sure what to do.
"Jasper, I need your help with something," Bella whispers, walking towards me slowly.
"Anything," I reply huskily, looking her up and down in the sexy teddy. She smells like she is wearing a light perfume.
"I need you inside me, Jasper." She growls. Her voice gets lower and huskier as she says this. I think I might pass out.
Her hands roam back to her panties, and she rubs her nub until I am worried she might fall down. Finally I go to her. The next thing Bella sees, she is back in her bed. We are both naked, which makes her smile mischievously. She reaches under the covers, feeling my pulsing cock. Her eyes widen in surprise and lust.
"Jasper, you are huge." She sounds delighted with that point.
Keeping my dick in her hands, Bella turns and straddles my stomach. Her ass is in my face, and I can feel and smell the insatiable lust that she is experiencing at this moment. I shiver when she slowly licks my cock from base to tip. I groan in surprise and excitement. Bella's hand encircles the base of my shaft and she slowly lowers her mouth over the rest. I am surprised that she can fit most of it in her mouth.
Bella licks and sucks my cock slowly at first, then increasing her speed to almost inhuman. I can hear her groaning against me. It takes all I can do not to start fucking her mouth. I almost explode when she starts alternating hands and mouth, working my hard cock with both hands while breathing on the moisture her mouth leaves there.
"Damn it Bella, how did you get so good at this when Edward won't let you…" I don't finish my sentence. Instead I moan.
She shows that impish grin again. "Werewolves make good teachers." she laughs. I'm not sure if she is joking.
But then she stops, because she can't focus. While she is chatting, I pull her down onto my face. I lick her pussy from clit to hole. She shivers every time I start sucking on her clit, so I suck harder. I can tell she likes it, she is gasping above me as if she can barely hold herself up. I lick her faster and harder, using my enhanced speed to send her in to an orgasm that leaves her with her thighs clenching my face.
Since she is blocking my access to her clit, I begin pumping my tongue in and out of her pussy, tongue fucking her as fast and hard as possible. I don't think it is possible for her to have another orgasm so fast, but I prove myself wrong in short order.
Breath coming in ragged gulps, Bella rolls off of me and lies beside me panting. The sight of her flushed face made me even hornier. I climb on top of her.
"Are you sure about this, Bella?" I ask quietly. She looks at me like I am insane.
"Are you kidding, Jasper Whitlock?" she squeals angrily. "I want you inside of me right now. I want all of you inside of me." I smile at her enthusiasm.
I slide my throbbing cock into her wet pussy. She gasps at the size of it. "Oh, fuck! Fuck, Jasper! You are so fucking huge." I laugh at her language, imagining Esme's face.
Bella grips my hair in her hands and pulls my mouth to hers, exploring greedily. Pleasure rolls off of her in waves. What surprises me is that so does love. And the feeling rolls off of me too. I smile as I slowly pump into her, adjusting so that she can take all of me, just like she wants.
Her kisses feel fierce as if she wants to keep me there forever, but knows that it is impossible. When she adjusts to my size, I start fucking her harder. She seems to like it. After about five minutes I can feel her orgasms tightening on my cock every few minutes. She is literally shaking; I pump harder, knowing that I am very close. I push into her, hard, one last time, and feel myself release into her. Her pussy is still contracting around me.
I try to move off of her so she can breathe, but Bella grabs me around the neck. "Don't move, Whitlock!" she growls. "I want you to stay exactly where you are." Then she gives my throat a little bite. It makes me shiver.
Bella looks at me then. "Jasper, is something wrong?" she asks worriedly.
"No, I was just wondering what we just did to the neighbors." I answer honestly. I am looking out of the window, and though it is after one in the morning, there is at least one light on in every house on the block.
Bella just laughs.