A/N: So here it is, the wedding you have been dying to attend and I hope and pray that I did justice to these boys, because they have wormed their way into my heart as well. Your reviews from the last chapter of the journal blew me away, made me cry and made me love you guys even more. Thank you, as always, for your kind words.
OnTheTurningAway…you are amazing…really, thank you for staying up so late to make sure my readers got to see this wedding.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea…SM owns the rest.
As I lay here, in the early morning light, Edward is all I can think about. Dawn has barely broken through the trees and into my window and I am wide awake. Sleeping without him was not easy. Really, it was hell. Edward and I haven't spent a night apart in years and my body missed the feel of being wrapped around his. We did it for tradition, we did it for Alice. Today is the day, we are getting married, we are going to have our forever.
I can't wait to meet him at the altar, to see his face, to watch his eyes when I read him my vows. It is going to be wonderful and amazing and I will treasure this day forever. Turning over in bed, I smile at the photo of us on the night stand that I brought with me from home. My heart starts to beat faster and warmth spreads through my body as I take in every feature of his perfect face. That mouth of his does crazy things to me. He is my everything, really. Without him, I wouldn't function properly. Speaking of functioning properly, there is one part of me that I hope still works after Edward got the hare-brained idea in his head to go without sex before the wedding. Why did I agree? I don't fucking know, because I love the punk? My dick has been suffering and is ready for our wedding night.
I really want to call him, instinctively I know that he is awake too, but I hold off. The first time I hear his voice today, I want to be standing in front of him. It is sappy, I know, but important to me. This wedding might not be legally recognized by the state, but it will be real to us and I want to follow as many traditions as possible. We will be husbands, we will change our names, we will have a family and the strength of our love will weather any storms.
Laying in my childhood bed, the memories wash over me me. We have so many memories in this room. I still remember the first time I brought Edward into my room.
We were sixteen years old and had been on one date, if that was what you want to call it, and I was so fucking nervous. I had never kissed a boy before, and I wanted to kiss him. I don't know what made me bold enough to say what I did to him that first day of school, but I just knew then, he was mine. Taking his hand, another brave move on my part, I led him up to my room. He was just as scared as I was, I could feel it. His palms were sweaty and he was biting his lip.
The walk up the stairs was so quiet, neither one of us breathing a word. The only sound was our shoes hitting each step on the way up. When we walked into my room, I didn't bother to turn on the light. The sun was shining through the windows and all of my Longhorns memorabilia was hanging on my walls. It really did look like orange had puked in my room, but I missed Texas and I surrounded myself with it. Edward's eyes were big as they took in all the details of my room. He really did have the most stunning eyes. I had never seen a green that bright before. As much as I hated to call a dude beautiful, he was one fuckin' beautiful boy.
After he was done looking around, I asked him if he wanted to watch a movie. He looked at me and nodded, a small smile pulling up the corner of his mouth. I told him to go sit on the bed and I would put something on. His eyes got wide for a second before he went and sat down. I had a queen sized bed, so it wasn't like we had to huddle together or anything, although I would have preferred that. I put in some action flick and told him I was going to run downstairs and get some snacks. He had that fuckin' lip in between his teeth again and I wanted to pull it out with my own teeth before kissing him like crazy. I quickly shook off the thought and ran down to get the food and drinks.
Never before had anyone ever made me react so strongly. The things I wanted to do to him scared me a little. I was the only gay boy I knew in Texas and I most certainly wasn't going to ask my mama about what I was feeling. Internet research was no help either, I was grossed out and disgusted by the images that flashed across the screen. If that was sex, I didn't want any part of it. In my mind it was sensual, and life changing and would bond me to my soul mate forever. I was certainly not ready for sex, at all.
After I went back upstairs, I set the tray on my nightstand and sat on the bed next to Edward. There was about two feet in between us and we were both laying against the pillows. Fifteen minutes into the movie, I saw his hand slowly making his way across the gap to find mine. My smile was so big, it hurt my damn face, but I waited patiently for his fingers to find mine. He linked his pinkie with mine and I closed my eyes at the sensation. Something about Edward's touch made the blood rush through my body like molten lava. I really felt like a volcano about to explode. It was amazing.
Rubbing my pinkie against his for a few minutes, I just couldn't stand it anymore. I needed to kiss him, to feel his lips against mine, to taste him and I couldn't wait anymore. Turning to to look at him, I stared at his profile, my eyes zeroing in on his jaw that drove me crazy. Edward swallowed hard, then turned and looked at me.
"Are you watching this?" I asked him.
He slowly shook his head back and forth before whispering, "No."
I slowly turned and crawled over him until I was straddling his lap. He never took his eyes off mine and when I sat down on his thighs, he groaned, "Jasper..."
Reaching my hand out, I traced the line that began behind his ear and went down his jaw. He sat perfectly still, but his breathing had become erratic. It made me feel good to know I was doing that to him.
"You are so perfect," I murmured as I touched his lips. He parted them and closed his eyes. My finger moved along the satin smoothness of his bottom lip before I moved in a little further and traced the wetness of his inner lip. My finger grazed his teeth and he took my finger between them and bit down gently. It sent sparks shooting throughout my body and my already hard dick strained even harder against the zipper of my jeans.
"Edward," I moaned. "Fuck."
His eyes flew open and they were a brilliant jade. He wrapped his lips around my finger sucked gently. I pulled it out, afraid I was going to make a mess of myself if I didn't.
"Jasper?" He asked timidly.
"Jasper?" He asked timidly.
"I've never..." I placed a finger against his lips, quieting him.
"Edward, can I kiss you?" His eyes filled with lust and he gulped before moving my finger out of the way.
"Yes," he whispered.
Leaning forward, I wove my fingers in his hair and slowly closed the distance between us. Closing my eyes, I touched my lips to his and kissed him. It was sweet, it was chaste, it was perfect. When I pulled back, he was still sitting there with his eyes closed and his lips parted. My hand flew up to my mouth, needing to touch where our lips had just joined. Edward opened his eyes and looked at me, a sea of emotions swimming through them. He reached up and pulled my hand down, looking at my mouth. His tongue came out and wet his lips. It was innocent, provocative, and made me want more.
"Jasper, can I...please...I need you..." he sighed, moving closer to me before kissing me. Our mouths came together over and over again for kiss after sweet kiss and then he pushed the tip of his tongue into my mouth and I lost it. My hands wrapped tightly into his hair, pulling him towards me and my tongue came out to meet his. When they touched, we both moaned into the kiss. It took a few seconds of awkward fumbling, but we finally got our tongues sliding against one another in a sensual dance. It was fucking delicious and I knew then that I would need to taste Edward for the rest of my life.
We spent the rest of the afternoon on my bed, kissing and touching. No clothing was removed and we basked in the innocence of first love. It was my favorite memory in this room. Over the years we have made love in this bed countless times, but that kiss...nothing beats that.
When the clock said 7AM on the dot, I heard a knock on the door. I knew who it was and I couldn't wait to see her. She would help me get through today and I needed her now more than I ever have in the past.
"Come in mama," I call out.
She opens the door, her big, blue eyes smiling and full of joy.
"Jasper," she sighs. "My baby, I can't believe it, you're gettin' married!"
Rolling my eyes, I turn and grin into my pillow.
I'm getting married! To Edward! Today!
I turn back around and meet her eyes, "Yes mama, I sure as hell am."
She laughs and walks over to the bed and sits next to me, running her fingers through my hair like she used to when I was a boy. I close my eyes, loving the feel of it. It is comforting and calming...it is home.
"Mama," I murmur. "Today, I am marrying my soul mate. Can you believe that? Like you and Daddy. How in the hell did we both get so god damn lucky?"
She tugs on my hair, hard. "Ouch," I yell.
"Jasper Hale Whitlock, you may be a grown man, but you will not talk disrespectfully around a lady, do you understand?" she drawls, trying to hide a hint of a smile behind the stern look.
When Mama got mad, her southern accent came out in full force and it was nice to hear.
"Sorry, Mama. I am just so excited. Allow me to introduce myself," I say to her. "My name is Jasper Cullen-Whitlock." A huge smile breaks across my face and I sit up and hug her.
She sniffles into my hair, "That sounds wonderful baby, just wonderful." We sit there in my room, holding each other for awhile, when Mama starts to cry harder. I know why, and I am afraid to say it, because just thinking about it makes my eyes burn with unshed tears.
"Oh baby, I just wish your Daddy was here. He would be so proud of you Jasper. You have become such a wonderful man and he would have taken pride in you. His chest used to puff out a little when he talked about you. I know he would have loved Edward, although no one would have been good enough for you or Rose."
The tears are running down my face. I miss my daddy, so damn much. He was so good, so caring and loved us fiercely.
"I know Mama, I wish he was here too. Now, you need to stop. Today is a day of joy, not sadness...okay?" I pull back and my watery smile meets hers.
"Okay, son. You're right, no more tears...well, only happy ones." She hugs me one more time, then tells me to come down and eat breakfast.
After I wash my face and brush my teeth, I wander down the stairs. The sound of laughter in the kitchen echoes through the house. Walking into the kitchen, I see Rose, Jake, and Mama sitting at the table. All eyes turn to me when I walk in the room.
"There's the man of the hour," Jake bellows in his deep tenor. Rose gets up and walks over to me.
"I am so happy for you, Jas," she says, hugging me. "Edward is a lucky man."
Hugging her back, I tell her, "I am the lucky one, Rose."
"Well excuse me if I am biased and think the opposite," she grins.
We all sit at the table and enjoy my favorite breakfast. Mama had outdone herself. The table has biscuits and gravy, sausage, eggs, bacon, grits, hash browns, pancakes and fruit. It is a feast fit for a king and I am ready to devour it.
When we are all done and Jake and I are full and happy, Rose and I decide to take a walk. I go upstairs and change, then meet her by the door and off we go.
We walk for a few minutes in silence, enjoying the beautiful day and each other's company.
"Jasper," she says. "I want to tell you something."
"What is it Rose?" I ask, walking along the path in the park by the house.
"When I was a little girl and Daddy died, you became the man in my life."
I don't say anything, waiting for her to continue.
"You were who I looked up to, you were my hero and when I got married, I wanted someone who would possess the same qualities as you, because you are a good man."
The tears prick my eyes for the second time today.
"When I found Jacob, I knew I had chosen the right man for me. He was just like you...honest, loyal, loving, and most of all, made me feel treasured."
"Oh, Rose," I sigh.
"Wait, I'm not done," she says. "When you met Edward, I was leery at first. This boy came in and was trying to take what was mine and back then, you were mine. Then, as time went on, I started to appreciate and covet the love you had. It was special, anyone could see that. Today, on the day you are going to marry that boy, I just want you to know that I have never been more honored to be your sister. You really are my hero Jasper, you are the epitome of what everyone should strive to achieve. You are happy, you are accomplishing your dream, you have found true love and you have never let anyone dictate what your life should or shouldn't be."
Turning to face her, I gather my sister into my arms and hug her tightly. "I love you so much, Rosie, do you know that?"
She sniffs into my collar, getting me wet with her tears, but I don't care. She needs this and I need to hold her right now.
"Jasper, when Daddy died, I felt like I lost myself. If I wasn't Daddy's girl, Daddy's princess...who was I?" Her words are muffled into my shirt, but I hear them and wait once again for her to say what she needs to say.
"He made me feel like the center of the universe, Jasper. I was weak, I needed the reassurance that I was the reason the world went 'round. Looking back now, I know it was selfish, but at my age when we lost him, I didn't know how else to feel."
"Rose," I say into the golden waves laying on my shoulder. "You were my sister, you were the center of my universe, you and Mama."
"I felt that way," she says. "Then Edward came and he became that and I was forced to find out who I was. It taught me to stand on my own. I learned from you, how to find myself. You never needed anyone's reassurance, you never needed another to make you feel whole and I watched you and slowly began to figure it out."
The tears roll down my cheeks again, it is so hard for her to say this to me, I know it. She is the most independent, stubborn and passionate woman I know. She does not like to admit weakness in any form.
"Rosie, you are the strongest woman I know."
"I know that now, Jasper, but what I need you to understand is that by being such a wonderful example of how to survive and how to be yourself, no matter what the crowd was doing, you taught me to be the woman I am today. If you hadn't been such an excellent example in character, I would have probably married a man like Royce and let him walk all over me. Instead, I am blessed to have met and fallen in love with Jacob. He loves me, respects me and our marriage is an equal partnership. I have you to thank for that. I love and respect myself and without you, I would probably have no self-esteem or self-worth."
She hugs me tighter, "I love you, Jasper. More than you will ever know and I am sorry I don't say it enough. Edward really is a lucky man, but you are right, so are you, because you are both wonderful men and your children will be lucky to call you their fathers."
I hold Rosalie on the path in the park for a good ten minutes, until both of our tears have dried and then we head back to the house, arm in arm. I have never loved my sister more than I do today and I appreciate the gift of her words. She makes me feel worthy of Edward's love.
When we get back to Mama's, it is noon and it is time to start hustling. I am saying "I do" to Edward at 4PM and there is nothing that is going to make me late. I hop in the shower and get ready, knowing we have photographs before the ceremony with our family. Mom and Rosalie look gorgeous and Jacob looks amazing in his tux. We head to the church to take our pictures and then, I will marry the man of my dreams and I can't wait.
I keep looking at my watch and it is driving me crazy. Four o'clock isn't getting here quick enough. Sighing, I check my reflection yet again and I am satisfied by what I see. The man that faces me has that look. The look of pure happiness. There has been a smile on my face all day and nothing can wipe it off. In less than one hour, I am going to marry Jasper Whitlock. The day has dragged by so slowly and I know I have driven my parents and Alice crazy but I don't care. He is somewhere in this building and every instinct in my body was crying out to run and find him.
"Edward, can I come in?" I turn and look to see my father standing in the doorway, looking quite dashing in his tuxedo.
"Hey, Dad...of course you can come in," I tell him. He walks in and takes a seat in the chair next to mine. He reaches out and takes my hand in his.
"Since the day you were born, son, I always knew the day would come that you would fall in love and get married. I have always feared that day and not for the reasons you might think."
I am watching my father in the mirror as he struggles to get the words out. Carlisle Cullen is not an emotional man, so to see him have a hard time trying to talk to me is not easy to see.
"All I ever wanted was a son, Edward. From the time I was old enough to realize how much I loved and admired my father, I wanted the same thing for myself. A little boy, who looked like me and clung to every word I said, whether it was bullshit or not."
I chuckle at that, but can feel the emotion building in my throat.
"Son, you are more than I could have ever asked for in a boy. You are perfect," his voice breaks on the last word.
"Dad," I whisper.
"The day you were born was the second happiest day of my life after marrying your mother. When they handed me this screaming baby with crazy hair, I didn't know what to do. You were so mad, but I leaned down and whispered in your ear all the hopes and dreams I had for you and you quieted down immediately."
When dad takes out a handkerchief and wipes at his red-rimmed eyes, I can't stop my tears from falling alongside his.
"Edward, you have surpassed every hope and dream I have had for your life. You are smart, handle your money well, do everything you set out to do and never take no for an answer. Your teachers always sang your praises and you graduated at the top of your class. You are the best big brother I could have ever wanted for Alice. She never went a day without knowing that you loved her and would protect her at all costs."
"I love you, Dad," I murmur.
"When you told me you were gay, son, I was never more proud of you. You never felt like it was anything you had to hide or be ashamed of and it made me feel like every lesson I ever taught you sank in and you listened. My heart beat with pride when you sat us down and told us that you met someone and you wanted to bring him home."
I grip my dad's hand tighter, unable to stop the emotions I feel from coming out.
"Dad, I was the proud one. You and mom were the best parents anyone could ever ask for. You always loved me, supported me and protected me. All the things you taught me over the years have made me the man I am today and if my children respect me even half as much as I love and respect you, I will be proud of the job I did."
Pulling my dad into my arms, I hug him with all my might. "I love you, Dad."
"Edward, I love you son," he cries into his hankie as he blows his nose.
"It makes me so happy and breaks my heart all at once to see you get married today. Even though you have been together for what seems like forever, I feel like today, Jasper is going to be the man in your life instead of me and it is a hard pill to swallow. I never knew how hard it was going to be to let you go, my baby boy, the sunshine in my life...be happy Edward, love each other, respect each other and be good to each other."
I can't hold my emotions in any longer and my tears fall in rapid succession down my cheeks.
"We will, Dad, I promise...and for future reference, you will always be the man I look up to and strive to be in life."
My dad smiles at me, his blue eyes red and wet, but full of love and joy. I smile right back and then hug him once more.
"We better get cleaned up or Alice is going to kill us," I say.
"You have that right, Edward." We both walk to the sinks and rinse out faces, then spend the next ten minutes telling funny stories, trying to lighten the mood.
My ears perk when I hear a knock on the door and Alice walks in. She looks stunning and I am proud to walk with her on my arm.
"It's time, big brother. Let's get you hitched." Her eyes are watery and I know if she cries, I won't be able to hold back my own tears.
"Alice, no tears, not yet, please," I implore.
"I am just so excited for you, Edward. You deserve this so much and I know that Jasper loves you more than his own life and that makes me happy."
I walk up to her and hug her. "Watch the hair..." she says.
"Alright Ali my sweet, let's do this." I look around and notice that my father has left the room. I take Alice's arm and we head out the door. My watch say 3:55PM...five minutes until forever.
We walk outside to the side of the garden and I hear the strains of Markéta Irglová & Glen Hansard's Falling Slowly being played by a piano and guitar duo. It is beautiful, the notes are going to lead me to Jasper and I am all of a sudden hit with the urge to run to the man waiting for me in the garden. I take a deep breath and walk beside Ali, anxious to see that he is there waiting for me.
When we round the corner, tears instantly flood my eyes because there in front of me is Jasper and I see him gasp when he sees me. He is walking towards the altar with Rosalie and our eyes never leave one another's face as we continue to get closer and closer to each other. The background fades away and all I see is Jasper and I don't stop until I meet him in the middle.
Jasper isn't crying, his bottom lip quivers and his baby blues are bright and shiny.
"I love you," he mouths to me.
"I love you," I mouth back.
"We are gathered here to unite Edward and Jasper in the bonds of holy matrimony." Jacob says, his words coming out of the speakers set up around our guests.
"Into this, these two now come to be joined. If anyone present can show just cause why they may not be joined, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."
No one says a word and we smile at one another. This was about to happen.
"Alice, Rosalie...you may take your seats." Our sisters both kiss us on the cheek and go sit down.
"Jasper and Edward have chosen to write their own vows. Edward," he says to me. "You may proceed."
I take Jasper's hands into my own, look into his eyes and begin.
"Jasper, my life changed the day you walked into Forks High School. You marked me first with the power of your gaze, then with your words and then your soul."
I take a breath and rub my fingers across the top of his hand. My heart is pounding and I want to kiss him desperately.
"I went from a shy, quiet boy to the light of your life. It turned me into a new person, gave me a confidence I never had before. If someone like you could love me, adore me and want to spend your life with me, then I was complete."
"Edward," he whispers.
I smiled and continued, "Looking back on our life together thus far, there is only one thing I would change...when you told me over dinner that night that you could fall in love with me, instead of staying silent, I would have told you that I was already in love with you...because I was."
I wipe at the tears escaping the corner of my eye, then reach across and wipe Jasper's as well. He smiles and leans into my hand.
"Jasper, my love for you is all-encompassing and I feel it move through me every minute of every day. I didn't fall in love slowly, I fell in love hard and fast. You are the very best part of me and I will spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you."
"I love you so much, Edward," he murmurs quietly, looking down as the tears fall to his feet. I reach out and lift his face and my watery gaze meets his. I place my hands on either side of his face.
"Jasper Whitlock, thank you for loving me, for making me feel adored and treasured. Whether you are writing me a song, playing me a tune on the guitar, making me "cereal" for dinner or trying to convince me that fried food is healthy...I am thankful for you. I love you, Jasper, so much. I can not wait to start our life together as husbands, to buy a house, to have children...I want it all and I am so happy it will be with you."
Our foreheads come together and we stand there for a moment, eyes closed, savoring the words I've just spoken. Then, he pulls back, wipes his eyes and says, "My turn."
He joins our hands once more and faces me, "Edward Cullen...you are mine. I told you that day by your locker that you would never forget me but how was I supposed to know that it would be me who would never be able to forget you? You have occupied my mind from the moment I saw you. I was only sixteen years old...a baby, really, but you made me feel things I never knew existed. You made my heart beat...truly beat...and it beats only for you."
I am overcome with emotion, smiling, crying and bursting with love all at once.
"Edward...do you know how lucky we are? That all of our firsts happened together? How rare is that?" he asks me, looking into my eyes and weaving his fingers through mine.
"Yours was the first hand I ever held and when I did, I felt that jolt that I still feel every time I touch you." I swallow and grip his hand tighter in mine.
"Your lips were the first I ever kissed and I get to spend the rest of my life doing so." He reaches out and traces the line of my lower lip and I shiver.
"You are the first and only person I have ever loved...thank you so much for loving me Edward, for choosing me. I thank God everyday that we moved to Washington, but I truly believe that if we hadn't, we would have met at some point later in our lives. Our love is too strong not to have ever existed."
I can't help it anymore, I lose my cool and my body is now shaking with silent sobs, my chest is heaving and I need to hold him so badly. He gathers me into his arms and holds me, whispering words of love and I start to calm. I am always calm when he holds me. I take a steadying breath and step back so Jasper can continue.
"Edward, do me the honor of becoming my husband today and I promise you this...you will never go for one second wondering if you are loved, wondering if you are the most important thing in my life, or wondering if it gets any better than this. We both know it doesn't, our love is the best kind of love. So please...marry me, make me the happiest man in the world...I love you Edward Cullen...forever."
I can hear the sounds of sniffles from the crowd, but I don't look at them, I look at Jasper and nod my head.
Jacob comes back to the front once again, asking, "May I have the rings?"
Alice and Rosalie each come forward and drop them into his hand. Each of our rings have our initials inscribed on the inside. He holds them up in the air.
"Behold the symbol of wedlock. The perfect circle of love, the unbroken union of these souls united here today. May you both remain faithful to this symbol of true love."
Jasper and I are grinning like crazy fools, we know it is almost time. Jacob hands me Jasper's ring first.
"Please join hands and repeat after me," Jacob says. He says the words and I repeat what he tells me to.
"I, Edward, take Jasper, as my wedded partner, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."
My voice wavers on the last part and I push the ring onto his finger and kiss it softly. Jacob hands Jasper my ring next.
"Jasper, repeat after me," he says once again and Jasper repeats Jacob's words.
"I, Jasper, take Edward, as my wedded partner, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."
Jasper pushes the ring onto my finger all the while holding my gaze with his. I am powerless to look away.
"I love you, Edward."
"I love you, Jasper."
"In as much as Jasper and Edward have consented together in marriage before this company of friends and family and have pledged their promises to one another – and declared their unity by giving and receiving a ring – are now joined." Jacob recites.
"I now pronounce you committed partners for life...Edward? Jasper? You may kiss."
Jasper pulls me to him and kisses me with all the love and passion he has for me and I kiss him back with equal fervor. He slips his tongue into my mouth and I pull his face to mine, savoring the taste of this man who is now my husband.
The sounds of whistles, clapping and hollering break us out of our bubble. We pull apart and smile and then Jasper kisses me one more time, hard and quick.
"I love you, my husband," he whispers to me.
"I love you too, my husband," I say back to him, laughter bubbling up through me.
We turn and look at the crowd. Our mothers and sisters are crying and so are Bella and Leah. It is an awesome sight. We join hands and walk down the center aisle, flashes going off in our faces and cries of congratulations surrounding us.
We walk into the building and I start to head to the reception hall but Jasper takes my hand and pulls me the other direction. I look at him curiously.
"Trust me, love," he murmurs, a devilish smile on his face.
I take Edward by the hand and he follows me. Earlier, I scouted out the building and knew exactly where we were going. We turn down a long hall and I am now half-dragging him behind me and he is laughing.
"Jasper, where are we going?" he wonders. "We have pictures to take."
"We will get the pictures taken. Seth is starting on the family ones and will wait for us." I have already spoken with Seth and he knows we will be a little late.
I open a door at the end of the hall and pull Edward into the coat closet. It wasn't large, but it was big enough for what I needed to do.
As soon as the door closes, I push Edward against it and slam my mouth down onto his. He moans out loud and opens his mouth under mine, pushing his tongue furiously against mine.
"Fuck...Jasper..." he groans into my mouth.
"I plan to," I growl, pulling at his hair and grinding my rock hard dick into his.
"Fuck, Edward, you feel so fucking good...I am going to fuck you...right here...right now...got it?" I growl into his neck.
"Yes," he hisses into the dark room. I feel his hands undoing my pants and I am so thankful we didn't have fucking cummerbunds around our waists.
I pull the baggie I had in my pocket out, setting on the shelf above me.
"Edward, I wanna fuck you so bad baby, you have no idea how hard it has been, not shoving my cock into your perfect, little ass." I murmur against his mouth while I grind my cock harder into his.
"Fuck, Jasper, I fucking need you...now goddammit...please...fuck me," he grunts while sliding our cocks together.
I yank at the belt of his pants and undo the button before hooking my fingers in his boxers and pushing everything down around his ankles.
I turn him around and push him against the wall, then undo my pants and let them fall. Pressing my cock between his ass cheeks, I grind against his tight hole and groan loudly.
"Edward," I growl while putting his hands against the wall. "I can't be gentle," I warn.
"Don't be," he whispers, "Just fuck me, hard."
"Goddammit, Edward," I cry out while opening the baggie and tearing open the packet of lube I put in there. I coat my fingers generously before circling his hole and pushing one into the tight, warm place I am dying to bury my dick.
"Fucking shit, Jasper," he grunts. "Feels so fucking good." Edward pushes himself back against my finger and slowly starts fucking it. I place a hand at the small of his back and feel his hips moving back and forth before I slip another finger in. He continues to move himself against my hand, groaning and whispering my name over and over.
I hold his hips still and start to spread my fingers apart, stretching him. He feels so good and I can't wait anymore.
"Edward, I fucking need you...now!" I say as I tear open the condom and roll it on my aching cock.
"Fuck me, Jasper, I want to feel your cock inside of me. I need it," Edward hisses against the wall.
I spread his cheeks, rub my cock up and down his crack and then slowly push into his warm body and I groan out loud as I sink inch by inch into his tight asshole.
"Fuuuuuuck..." I sigh.
"Jasper," he cries. "Feels so fucking good."
I grip his hips tightly, saying, "Grab your cock Edward, stroke it hard while I fuck you."
Moving my hips, I pull back and slam into him until my pubic bone is flush with his ass. I almost cum right then, so I take a deep breath and then start thrusting into Edward's body. My cock slams into him over and over and we are both grunting and panting and I can feel him stroking his cock and I am in heaven once again. My dick is finally buried where it belongs, inside of Edward.
"Jasper...I can't hold it...I need to cum," he whimpers.
"Cum Edward, cum while I am fucking you, cum for me baby," I tell him while I move my hips back and forth, my dick sliding in and out repeatedly. It feels so fucking amazing, and I don't want it to be over for me yet.
"Fuck, " he cries out and I feel his ass clench around me as he cums hard against the wall.
"Fucking beautiful," I whisper against his back before sinking my teeth into his shoulder.
"Jasper...fuck.." he says when I bite down. I thrust into him once, twice, and then I feel my balls tighten and a searing heat flows through my body as I cum inside my husband.
"Edward," I scream, not caring who hears me. "Fuck, I love you...so fuckin' much...forever." I say against the damp skin of his back and I wrap my arms around his waist, holding my cock inside him. I am not ready to pull out, it has been so long and I have missed this so much.
"I love you, Jasper."
"Thank you for marrying me, Edward." I tell him. Finally, we pull apart and I take the condom off and tie it before putting it in the baggie. Edward turns around to face me and kisses me gently.
"You just fucked me," he says with a smile. "In a closet, at our wedding...impatient much?"
I grin, "Of course I was fuckin' impatient...you denied me for forty days...you jackass."
Edward's laugh echoes in the room and it is such a welcome sound. I love to hear the sound of his voice, no matter what the emotion.
"We better get cleaned up and out there babe, before they think we've disappeared," he says.
I flip on the light and we both pull up our pants and try to smooth out the wrinkles. I look over at him and burst out laughing. There is no help for his hair, my fingers had wreaked havoc in it.
"What?" he asks.
"Nothing, babe...nothing at all. Let's go take pictures." I grab the baggie, drop it into the trashcan and we walk out hand in hand.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" We both turn around and meet the angry, green glare of Alice.
I grab Edward's hand and pull him, he is so scared of his sister, he's fucking frozen in place.
"Sorry, Alice...I had to show Edward something back here," I tell her, the grin never leaving my face.
"Really, Jasper, that is the best you can do?" she says, tapping her heel against the floor.
"I love you, sis, now give me a proper kiss." I let Edward's hand go and take Alice's hand. She shrieks and takes off down the hall.
I look back at the man I just said "I do" to, saying, "Edward, are you really scared of her at your age? What is she gonna do, huh? Tattle on us?"
"Jasper," he hisses. "I am so embarrassed!" I look at my boy and he is certainly flushed, but I know it is from the fucking I just gave him and not from Alice.
"Come on baby, we have some picture to take, some food to partake in and some dancin' to do." I pull his hand and he reluctantly follows.
We walk back outside, and all eyes turn to us. Rosalie smiles, but tries to hide it. Jacob has a smug grin and my mama walks up to me and says, "I thought I raised you better than this, Jasper. I paid for a nice hotel, couldn't you have waited?"
I put on my most innocent look and say, "Mama, what do you mean? We needed to go to the bathroom, we have both been holding it for awhile."
She looks at Edward, "You need to fix your hair, son."
Edward's hands go straight to his hair and he looks at me in horror. "Jasper?"
I lean in and whisper in his ear, "You look well fucked, my love."
Seth saves the day by taking the attention off of us, saying, "We need to finish these picture up and get to the reception hall guys." He winks at me and we walk over to where he is.
After taking all the pictures we need, Alice leads us into the reception hall. All of our friends and family stand up and start clapping and we stop in the doorway and kiss for all to see. My shy boy is embarrassed still, but his red cheeks are the icing on my cake. This day can not be more perfect and we still have more to go.
"Alright," I call out. "Who's hungry? This boy needs some food." I pat my belly and walk over to the table where we were to sit. After dinner is done and we are full and happy, it is time for our first dance. I couldn't wait to hold Edward in my arms and dance with him for the first time as a married couple.
The deejay calls us to the dance floor and the lights dim. We walk to the middle of the dance floor and our arms automatically go around each other.
U2's All I Want is You starts to play and we start to sway to the music. I pull him close to me, savoring the feel of his body against mine and I feel him humming into my neck. It gives me goosebumps. We are barely moving, our eyes are closed and I start to sing the words to him. They say everything I want him to know. No matter what promises we make, no matter what we say, all I will ever want is him.
About halfway into the song, Edward pulls back and moves his arms around my neck so we are face to face. His eyes are shimmering in the low light, they are beautiful.
"Thank you, Jasper, for everything," he murmurs. "For loving me, for going along with my forty day plan, for taking good care of me and most of all, for marrying me today."
"God, Edward," I whisper. "I love you, so damn much and I would do it all over again in a heartbeat." I kiss his soft, red lips and he sighs into my mouth. I tilt my head slightly and taste the inside of his mouth. Edward is my favorite flavor in the world. We kiss slowly, repeatedly and lovingly until the song ends and when we pull apart, there are tears in his eyes. I kiss each eyelid and then we finally separate.
The deejay then announces that it is time for the dance with our mothers. We chose to do this one together, so we both had a hand in picking out the song. Esme walked out onto the floor and stood in front of Edward. My mama walked over and stood in front of me.
"May I have this dance?" I ask the wonderful woman who gave me life and who has been the one I have always leaned on.
"I would be honored, son." Her eyes are big and beautiful and her smile lights up my world for that moment in time. She is my mother and I love her with all my heart.
I pull her into my arms and I Love You Just the Way You Are starts to play. I dance with my mama, singing softly in her ear, knowing she loves the sound of my voice.
I twirl her all over the dance floor and and as the song comes to a close, she pulls me close and tells me, "I have never been more proud of you than I am on this day, Jasper Hale."
I kiss her cheek, "I love you, Mama."
"I know you do my son. You two are so blessed and I hope for you many years of happiness to come."
I hug her tight and as the song ends, she pulls me down and kisses my forehead, like she did when I was younger, and walks over to sit with Rosalie.
The rest of the reception is a blur. We dance with our friends, sisters and even Jacob obliges us in a dance. He is such a good sport. We eat cake and drink champagne and by the time 10PM rolls around, Edward and I are ready to leave. There is a hotel down the street calling our name. We leave the reception under a canopy of bubbles, climb in the car and wave goodbye to everyone as the car drives off.
Jasper and I say nothing as we head to the hotel. We are sitting side by side and our hands are joined together. I am anxious to get there. Even though we had sex in the closet, my body needs to feel him make love to me for the first time as my husband. I look over at him and his eyes are closed, his head is resting against the seat and he has a smile in his face.
He looks like an angel, so innocent, but I know better. He is my best friend, my lover and now my husband. I pull his hand up to my mouth and kiss each fingertip. His smile gets bigger, but still he says nothing. I take his pointer finger and suck it into my mouth. I close my eyes and imagine something much bigger and harder between my lips and I moan into the quiet air around us.
"Edward," he warns. "You're playin' with fire."
I tell him, "I will take my chances." As I slide his finger in and out of my mouth, getting it nice and wet.
"You know what I wish?" I ask him.
"I wish we were naked and this very wet finger was inside of me." I whisper in a low, soft voice.
"Fuck, Edward," he says, his eyes flying open and piercing me with their love and passion. I can see the light from the moon that is streaming in reflected in his eyes.
"I want you, Jasper."
"I want you too, baby. We are almost there and then we can lose the suits and I will make love to you slowly until you feel like you are going to explode. That is my promise to you."
I swallow hard and my cock is straining behind my zipper.
"I love you, Jasper Cullen-Whitlock," I tell him.
"I love you, Edward Cullen-Whitlock, so fuckin' much."
I climb onto his lap and straddle him. His cock is hard underneath me and I push down gently, moving just slightly.
"Edward, you are a dangerous creature." I lean closer and place my mouth against his.
"Kiss me," I murmur against his lips.
Jasper's hands are everywhere while his mouth claims mine as its own. His tongue and teeth are all over me. They are on my neck, biting along my jawline and licking the shell of my ear. He is a passionate man and I let him slake his desire on me. We make out like horny teenagers until we get to the hotel and for once, I thank my sister for planning ahead. Our things are in the room and we are checked in, so we walk to the elevator and take it to the top floor. When the door opens, Jasper picks me up in his strong arms and kisses me until we get to the room. He slips the card in, carries me over the threshold, then walks over and stands me next to the bed.
If I was paying attention, I would see the stunning room, but my eyes are only for the man standing in front of me.
"Edward, go wash up then meet me here in ten minutes." I nod and kiss him chastely before walking into the bathroom. I wash my face, brush my teeth, take off everything but my pants and boxers and stare at my hand until ten minutes passes. The ring looks at home on my finger and my heart beats with love for the man who put it there. I take a deep breath, open the door and walk out into the room. Jasper has turned off the lights, lit the candles and is standing by the bed, waiting for me.
I walk over to him and stand before him. He looks as glorious as ever in the candle light, but the fact that he is now married to me, makes him look even more amazing. He has taken off everything but his pants as well and the flames flicker deliciously off of his smooth, tan skin.
"Beautiful," I whisper.
"Take your clothes off for me, Edward."
My hand goes to the button on my pants and I undo them, while staring into the shimmering light of his eyes. They fall to my feet in a pile and I step away from them. I am now standing before him in my boxers and my cock is hard and ready underneath them. I put my hands into the waistband and he holds out a hand to stop me.
"Let me, please." Jasper reaches out and gently eases my boxers off of me. He slides down in front of me to pull them off of my feet. When he has taken them off, he tosses them to the side and then I feel him. His tongue trails up my balls, to the underside of my dick and then he takes the head in his mouth.
"Oh my god, Jasper...fuck!" I cry out. He moves his head slowly up and down a few times before releasing me from his lips.
"I love the way your skin tastes on my tongue, baby," he tells me before standing up.
"Edward, please...I need you, lay on the bed my love."
I crawl onto the bed and lay back against the mountain of pillows. I put my hands behind my head and wait for him to join me. Jasper never takes his eyes off me while he strips completely naked and then he lays down next to me.
His hand starts at my collar bone and slowly makes its way down my body in teasing caresses. He lightly tugs on my nipples, before licking around them in slow, torturous circles. Jasper then kisses his way down my abdomen, and I watch his blonde head from my perch on the pillows as it moves slowly south. His tongue flicks my belly button before his nails lightly drag through the dense hair underneath it.
"Jasper...ung...feels so...uhhh...good...fuck..." My body is writhing and twisting underneath him.
He chuckles against my skin and then I feel his fingers wrap around my cock and I buck up into his hand. He scoots down even further and his head comes up and he looks into my eyes.
"I love you, Edward," he says before opening my legs, placing them on either side of him and pushing them so that they are bent at the knee. The next thing I feel are his hands underneath my ass and his fingers spreading me open. Then, he touches me...there...where I want him to be buried, with his hot, wet tongue and my eyes roll into the back of my head.
"Oh, baby...oh fuck..." I whimper.
Jasper's tongue licks my hole over and over again before I feel the point of it pushing into me and I groan loudly into the room. He fucks me over and over again with his tongue and I am stuck between heaven and hell. I grip the sheets in my hands and twist, basking in the feel of his tongue inside of me.
Jasper pulls his mouth away from me and sits back on his heels, stroking his perfect, thick cock.
"Are you ready, Edward?"
"Yes," I whisper. "Make love to me, Jasper, my husband, my love."
He reaches next to him and tears open the condom with his teeth before rolling it onto himself. Then, I hear the pop of a top and his warm, wet fingers are probing my entrance gently. Jasper easily slides in two fingers and we both moan at the contact. He moves his fingers around, making me more and more desperate to feel him inside me.
"I need you, inside me, please," I tell him.
Jasper pulls out his fingers, leans over me and then slowly pushes his cock in. I am still a bit sore from the closet, but I welcome the burn, eager to make love to the man hovering above me. He intertwines his fingers with mine, holds my eyes captive with his and then slowly begins to move above me. He thrusts slow and deep, rolling his hips and moving against my cock in the process. It feels so damn good and my eyes drift shut and I savor the feel of him inside of me.
"Look at me, love, watch me make love to you," he whispers.
I open my eyes and my heart throbs in my chest at the intensity in his eyes. It is unlike anything I have ever seen in them and it makes the passion building inside me that much stronger.
Jasper cries out in ecstasy and I feel him cumming inside of me, his head thrown back as he enters me with short, hard strokes until he is spent. I reach out to grab my cock and he covers my hand with his own and together we slide our hands up and down until the same fire that just burned through him courses through me.
"Jasper," I scream, my voice echoing off the walls and I feel his mouth surround my cock as I cum in long, heavy spurts between his lips. It is beautiful to watch. He keeps his mouth on me until I have nothing left to give and then he collapses on my stomach. I run my hand through his sweaty locks over and over again until I feel his breathing even out.
"I love you," he murmurs against my skin before falling asleep.
"I love you too," I tell him, falling asleep with my husband sprawled on top of me and my fingers buried in his hair.
Forever has just begun.
A/N: Reviews are love and will make me crank out that honeymoon faster. I plan on responding to every review left for these last two chapters…wedding and honeymoon, but please be patient with me…it might take me a little while.
Thank you…from the bottom of my heart.