I'm finally giving you guys what you wanted. An expansion. This is the first chapter again, but you will need to reread. I made some modification throughout, but especially at the end so I could continue it. It will only be three more chapters though. I hope you like where I go with this.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
My name is Bella Swan and I am without a doubt fucked and have been for the last six months.
Why you might be asking yourself. Well because I have a very hot boyfriend. To most people this simple sentence would cause them to think I'm insane and I, at this moment, am quite seriously considering that myself.
Because let me tell you my boyfriend is pretty perfect. Kind, thoughtful, always there for me when I need him and as I said before hot.
Granted hot is an understatement. He's 6'3 and 190 pounds of pure muscle, I think of him more as sex on legs. Bronze hair that is always begging for me to run my hands through it especially while he's fucking me senseless. Piercing green eyes that look into my very soul; a chiseled jaw that I have no problem nibbling on while his full pouty lips suck on whatever part of me he can reach at that particular moment. His fingers, mmmm, those long nibble fingers that can play my body like an instrument.
While we didn't have a lot in common and he'd started working more and more recently he still loved me.
What more could a girl ask for right?
I'm pretty sure that right now you're sitting there questioning my sanity as well. Asking yourself what the fuck is my problem when I have that waiting for me anytime I want.
Well, it's the man that is his best friend. I'd been with Edward for a year and a half when I first met him. Jasper Whitlock, the very person who could bring everything crashing down.
When Edward first told me Jasper was moving to Seattle I didn't for a second think we would have a problem getting along. I loved Edward and any friend of his was a friend of mine.
What I didn't anticipate was the guy that walked in the door that day. I also could never have predicted the effect he would have on me.
Up until that point I had never once thought about being with another guy. I didn't have too, I loved Edward and to me no one could compete with him.
But Jasper was just more my type. He was 6'5" of yummy goodness. Blond curls that fell in his eyes and continued down to the nape of his neck. Light crystal clear blue eyes that stood out in deep contrast to the dark tan he sported. Perfect symmetrical features and a body to match. A southern accent that could melt the panties off a nun.
It didn't help that we had so much in common either. We liked the same music, movies, books, alcohol, and pretty much everything else we ended up sharing with each other. We had the same sense of humor and it scared me. Because the more things I learned and the longer we hung out the more I started feeling things I had no business feeling. I tried to push those feelings away. Tried to tell myself they would pass, but no matter what I did they didn't go anywhere and things only got worse.
Edward no longer was enough in the bedroom. I tried, god I tried to get off each and every time. But I always ended up faking, leaving myself completely miserable, guilt-ridden, and with too much going on inside my head.
Then one night while Edward and I were making love Jasper's face popped into my head and I'd orgasmed on the spot. I'd felt horrible and had never been more grateful that Edward had had to leave for work afterwards. I'd taken a shower after he left, trying to not feel so dirty.
I vowed never to think about Jasper in that way again and I'd been successful. Granted that had also left me once again faking. Edward, bless him, never seemed to picked up on it.
I was a piece of shit though because as soon as I returned to or he left my apartment it was a whole other story. I'd jump in the shower and let my mind wonder while my fingers pleasured myself.
It's what I was doing now at this exact moment, while waiting on Edward to come pick me up.
Did I mention I was a piece of shit?
I couldn't make myself stop though because it felt amazing. Thinking about it being Jasper just did something to me. I was almost there and I couldn't stop his name from leaving my lips in a moan.
It was then that I heard a throat clear. Oh god, oh god, oh god.
I jerked myself to a standing position and with my eyes squeezed shut, I waited for the onslaught of anger I knew was coming.
When words finally came it wasn't that velvet voice I was expecting.
"I could help you with that, all you have to do is ask."
FUCK, FUCK, FUCK.
I knew I had to say something, but embarrassment was causing my brain to go haywire. He had just caught me trying to get off while saying his name. FUCK.
"Bella?" He asked and as I opened my eyes I could see his outline step more into the bathroom.
All the pieces of my brain clicked into place and I got mad, although it was more at myself than him. Shutting the shower off I jerked my towel off the door and wrapped it around myself.
Stepping out I asked, "What the hell are you doing here and how in the hell did you get into my apartment?"
"I came to pick you up. Edward has to work late, so I offered to get you and meet him at the club. Granted I didn't think I would get a show before hand."
"Fuck you, Jasper." I said pushing past him to get into my room.
"You want to."
"Me. I wasn't the one caught pleasuring myself while I thought of someone other than my boyfriend."
I stalked back over to him and had ever intention of slapping him, but he caught my wrist in his hand before I made contact.
Spinning to the side he had me pressed against the wall and whispered by my ear, "You know the offer still stands, I could help with your problem especially since you weren't able to finish."
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said trying to slap him with the other hand, but it was grabbed also and pushed back against the wall.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about Bella. I see the way you look at me when no one is watching. I see the lust that springs up in those beautiful eyes of yours and I know I heard you moaning my name just minutes ago. You want me, admit it?"
"I don't. I love Edward."
"You just keep telling yourself that darlin', but let me ask you this. Do you think about me or him while he's fucking you? Do you think about me or him while he tastes that sweet little pussy of yours?"
"Him," I whispered.
I saw that my answer threw him for a loop for a second, but it did not deter him for long.
"Then why were you moaning my name just now?" He asked grinding his hips into mine causing me to feel how turned on he was.
I knew I was lost with that movement, I wanted him and I just didn't have it in me to fight anymore.
"Because it's the only way I can get off." I whispered looking up into his eyes.
"What do you want Bella?" He asked moving his lips closer to mine.
What about me?" He asked once again moving his head closer.
"I want you to fuck me."
And that was all it took before his lips crashed into mine. Letting my hands go he pulled the towel from my body and then slipped his hands around to cup my ass grinding his arousal into me again.
I brought my hands up and started fumbling with the buttons on his shirt.
"Just rip it open," He breathed as his lips moved to the soft spot below my ear.
I didn't need telling twice and pulled; hearing the buttons snap off I brought my eyes down and took in his perfectly formed chest before me. He moved back a little to shrug the shirt off his shoulders and then moved on down to the button of his pants. In one fluid motion he had those and his boots off.
I drank in the sight before me, god everything about his body was magnificent.
He once again melded our mouths together as he cupped my ass, dragging me slowly up his body until my legs wrapped around his waist.
I didn't even know we had moved until I felt him lean forward laying me on my bed. We worked our way to the top all the while still maintaining our attachment to each other. Once I was settled against the pillows his lips left mine and trailed down across my neck and collarbone.
He pulled his hands out from under me to cup one breast while the other was introduced to his warm tongue. As he traced around the little pink nub he pinched the other in between his thumb and forefinger.
My back arched off the bed as he sucked my nipple into his mouth and lavished it with his tongue. He switched sides after a few minutes and gave the same attention to the other. My hands rubbed non-stop circles up his back until they made their way into his hair.
Not being able to take much more I pulled his mouth back to mine, pushing my tongue past his lips.
Using my leg I flipped us over so I was on top, breaking our kiss as I slowly started making my way down his body. I stopped to give his chest the same consideration he did mine for a few minutes before continuing to ease down to the hard length between his legs.
I didn't pause as I took him into my mouth, letting him hit the back of my throat before flattening my tongue and letting it slide up the underside. I heard his throaty groan as his hands wound themselves through my hair.
"Oh god, baby that feels so good," He moaned out as I took him back in, hollowing out my cheeks as I rose back up.
I kept moving, tasting him with my tongue and grazing him with my teeth with each downward and upward swipe,each time earning a groan in response.
I felt the slight tugging on my hair, letting me know he was close. I sucked up and then licked down his length, stopping all movement and earning a quiet growl. I wasn't done yet though and used my throat muscles, swallowing around him. His grip on my hair tightened as his back arched up off the bed. Fuck left his mouth in a long groan as his release raced through him and I took all he gave me.
Not wanting to miss anything I slowly worked my lips back up his dick.
He didn't give me a chance to move before he was on me, pushing me backwards on the bed. His lips started kissing down my body immediately as he stretched out between my legs.
He placed a line of kisses under my belly button before continuing lower.
"So wet," I heard before his lips were on me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he sucked my clit into his mouth and slipped one finger inside of me, thrusting it slowly.
It wasn't enough. Whimpering with need I whispered, "Please…Jasper I need more."
Another finger joined the first as he circled my clit with his tongue. I didn't care what sounds were coming out of my mouth because fuck if his mouth and hands on me didn't feel amazing.
I could feel my orgasm start to build in the pit of my stomach.
"I'm so close," I managed to get out.
"Cum for me Bella. I want to hear you." He said picking up the speed and curling his fingers.
Five more thrusts and I fell over the edge. "Unggg….Jasper, fuck!" I screamed out as wave after wave of bliss hit me.
As I came down from my high I felt him work his way back up. His mouth met mine as his cock pressed against my entrance. I gasped at the feel of him there and as his tongue plunged into my mouth he sheathed himself to the hilt.
He slowly pulled out and thrust back inside me, making my toes curl. With each thrust his speed grew until I was once again holding precariously onto my release.
"Harder, I need you harder." I breathed.
He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into me, doing it again and again and hitting parts inside of me that I didn't even know existed. It was pure heaven.
Trailing kisses across my cheekbone to my ear he said, "I'm so close baby, cum with me. I need to feel you clench around me."
I nodded against his shoulder as his hand worked its way in between us to my clit, pinching it. It was all I needed, my orgasm sweeping through me quickly. I bit down on his shoulder, causing him to fall as well.
"Bella…Jasper…fuck….shit." Our words came out together, mixing with moans and groans.
Once his body had relaxed he collapsed on the bed beside me and pulled me to his side.
"You don't know how long I wanted to do that," He whispered as he buried his face in my hair.
"Me either, but it can't happen again." I whispered. The guilt at what we had done already starting to build.
"Because I'm with Edward."
"So I take it you aren't going to tell him?"
"No," I said in shock as I rose up so I could Jasper's face. "Why would I? This would tear him apart."
A dark chuckle left him as he shifted his body away from me.
"What?" I asked confused.
He shook his head and slid completely off the bed.
"Jasper?" I asked as he started to pull his pants and shoes on; his shirt was beyond help, but he still pulled it on his arms.
I pushed myself to the edge of the bed and he came over, raising my chin with his fingers.
When my eyes met his I was taken aback by the emotions I saw swirling around. "I've wanted you from the moment I walked in the door six months ago and even more so when I got to know you better. You are beautiful, Bella, inside and out and Edward doesn't deserve you."
"You're not making any sense Jasper. I'm the one who doesn't deserve him, especially now."
He smiled sadly and leaned down, placing a lingering kiss on my forehead.
As he pulled back he said, "Not everything is as it seems Bella."
"What does that mean?"
"It means I'm a dick Bella. That I'm the only one in this room that should feel guilty about what happened in it."
I didn't miss the emphasis on in this room, but I pushed it away as I asked, "I shouldn't feel guilty? I just had sex with my boyfriend's best friend. Hell, he's probably at the club wondering where we are."
"I doubt that." He muttered and I honestly didn't know if he meant for me to hear him since the next thing out of his mouth was louder. "You did nothing wrong."
"No," He growled cutting me off. "I'm not going to let you beat yourself up over something that was inevitable from the moment we met."
"You don't know that."
"I do. Because as I've already said not everything is as it seems."
It was the beeping of his phone that cut me off this time. My eyes went wide as he pulled it from his pocket and scowled at the text he'd received.
"It's Edward wondering where we aren't isn't it?"
He didn't answer me instead he said, "I need to go."
Something about the look on his face kept me from questioning him further. He was angry that much was clear as he typed a text quickly, but there was something else that I couldn't quite place and it kind of worried me.
I waited until he'd shoved his phone back into his pocket and then I said, "I'll take another shower while you go get a new shirt."
"We're not meeting at the club anymore." He said, looking up a me.
"Oh okay. Is Edward coming over here then?"
His eyes flashed dangerously as he practically growled out, "No."
I nodded, but didn't know what else to say. His reactions and comments had thoroughly confused me and the guilt for what we'd done was still growing.
His face softened immediately and again he tilted my chin up. "I have to go, but you need to do something for me okay."
"Stop feeling guilty."
While I wanted to argue I knew it wouldn't do a bit of good. He would say cryptic things again and only succeed in confusing me further, so I just nodded.
He took me by surprise when he leaned down and placed a quick chaste kiss on my lips. As he pulled back he said, "I'll see you later."
Again I only nodded.
He stood there for a few more minutes before finally leaving my room. I waited until I heard the front door shut and then dropped back onto my bed, letting my mind run over everything he'd said.
I don't know how long I lay there, but nothing ever worked itself into making sense in my head. The one thing I did know for certain was I couldn't do what Jasper asked. The guilt was there and it wasn't going to go away anytime soon. I just had to now figure out how to keep Edward from seeing it.
Well how was it?