"Are you ready to do this, Edward?" I asked as we approached my parents' front door.
"You know I am, sweetheart. I'm a little nervous, but I want to meet the parents of my super sexy boyfriend." Edward smirked, and then sealed his lips over mine. I relaxed into our kiss, not wanting to let him go. "We can do this together," Edward said softly, his forehead resting against my temple. He took my hand and gave it a comforting squeeze.
It had been a week of firsts for us. On Sunday, we made love for the first time. The following day, I kissed Edward in full view of I don't know how many people at college and held his hand as we walked around the campus together. I also had a serious tete-a-tete with Sam in the cafe. We got a lot of things off our chests as we expressed our feelings for our partners. Sam admitted he thought Edward was gorgeous, that he still cared for him, and probably always would, but he was serious about Embry, whom he felt was the love of his life. The way he talked about him and the look he had in his eyes told me he truly loved Embry, and for the first time, I accepted that Sam had the best intentions towards Edward. I apologized again for my recent actions and my concerns about his true feelings for Edward.
Edward and I saw each other at college during the day and every evening because we couldn't keep apart. All we wanted to do was to be in each other's company. In fact, Edward had thrown a hissy fit when I suggested that he might need or want some time to himself. We made love passionately, even more so than we had done so far, after this little performance. Whatever it was that was going on between us was becoming intense. Our kisses and touches were fuelled by our desire for each other. We could hardly keep our hands off each other. In fact, we were insatiable—we made love whenever we were alone.
I arranged for Edward to meet my parents for the first time at the end of the week. We traveled early Saturday morning, so we would be there in time for lunch.
Edward would charm my mother within moments of meeting her. I was unsure and worried about my father's response, so I was a little surprised when he opened the door to greet us.
"Hello, you two," my father's voice boomed loud and clear, which concerned me immediately. "Come on in."
We stepped into the hallway and were greeted by my mother's proud, smiling face. "Jasper, darling," she said, throwing her arms around me and kissing my cheek. "And this must be your Edward."
Edward offered his breathtaking smile, holding out his hand to my mother. "Mrs. Whitlock, very pleased to meet you." They shook hands and then Edward lifted her hand to his lips and gave it a gentle kiss. I think she melted on the spot, and if I didn't know better, I would have thought she had the hots for my boyfriend.
Sir," Edward said more formally, extending his hand to my father. They shook hands firmly and my father even patted Edward on the upper arm. I was a little overwhelmed by their response to him, but put their reaction down to nervousness on their part.
Offering us a welcome drink, we made our way into the kitchen and carried on chatting as my mother scurried around fixing mugs of coffee and a plate of biscuits. We sat around the table discussing our journey, college, Edward's family, plus I recounted how Edward and I got together again. As soon as I mentioned James, the mood in the kitchen changed. My father growled. Edward stiffened and took in a deep breath. Deciding to change the subject, I asked my parents what they had been doing with their newfound freedom since I'd been at college. My mother's blush and quick look to my father told me something I didn't really want to know.
"Okay, I think I'll show Edward around the house now," I said, wanting to get a few moments alone with him.
"Lunch will be in about forty-five minutes, you two," my mother called after us.
Leading Edward by the hand, I showed him the rooms downstairs, before dragging him up to my room.
"Jasper, no," Edward protested as I pushed him back against the closed bedroom door.
"I just want to kiss you," I said, before he could object further, "to say thank you." Placing my mouth firmly over his, he offered up very little resistance.
When we pulled apart, Edward asked, "For what?"
"I think they like you." I giggled as we stood there gazing at each other. He looked gorgeous as usual.
"I don't know why you were so worried in the first place," he said, tapping my nose with his.
I pleaded my innocence. Edward tickled me until I admitted I'd been overly concerned about my father's response to him. We ended up falling onto the bed, somehow entwined together, still giggling and tickling each other.
When we stopped fooling around, Edward was lying on top of me. "I love you, Jasper."
"Love you, too," I replied, seriously now.
"But we haven't got time to do anything naughty," Edward said, giving me a quick peck on the lips. "And I don't think we should under your parents' roof."
"What? You're joking?" I almost squealed. The thought of keeping my hands off Edward for over thirty-six hours seemed an impossible request.
Edward laughed. "We can still kiss and cuddle. And just think, when we get back on Sunday—"
There was a light rap on the door, which had us both sitting bolt upright in an instance.
"Yes? Come in," I croaked, as the door opened.
My father was standing in the doorway with a frown on his face. "Just so you know, your mother prepared the guest room for Edward to sleep in."
"Err… thanks," I replied, trying to hide the boner I was now sporting. "Our bags are still in the car. We'll fetch them and I can show Edward his room."
After my father left, Edward gave me a look that said, 'told you so'.
Edward took my hand in his. "You didn't honestly expect them to let us sleep together, did you?"
I hadn't really thought much past the initial introductions, but in a way I wished Edward and I could spend the night in the same room.
"It's only for one night and, anyway, we spend most nights apart when we're at college," he said, stroking by hand with his thumb.
"I can't wait for the day when we can spend every night together and I can wake up next to you."
"Me, too." Edward kissed me slowly, his tongue lapping against my own.
Before we went downstairs to collect our bags, Edward became distracted by my bulletin board on the wall next to the door. 'Who's that?" he asked, pointing to a photograph.
"That's Jared, my next door neighbor and one-time best friend," I replied, but not really wanting to get into this conversation just now.
Edward examined the photograph of the two of us more closely. "How long were you together?"
"What? He's straight and was just a friend until we fell out." I tried to pull Edward out of the room, but he wasn't budging.
Edward huffed. "You're kidding me. Look at he way he's staring at you and how close you are."
I didn't want another falling out with Edward, especially over something as trivial as this. "Babe, I assure you, there was nothing between us. He had girlfriends and tried to warn me about James. We fell out after a row because I didn't listen to his advice. I haven't spoken to him for months now. Please, Edward, drop it."
I stroked Edward on the cheek hoping to calm any feelings of jealousy or whatever he was experiencing. "Just asking," he said, his lips forming a sexy pout. I kissed him. We hugged and all seemed right in the world again.
We collected our bags and dropped them off in the correct bedrooms, before making our way back to the kitchen for lunch with my parents. My mother was just placing her home-baked lasagna on the table alongside a large bowl of salad and some freshly baked crispy bread.
"Mmm, that smells delicious, Mrs. Whitlock."
My mother stopped what she was doing and smiled at Edward. "Why thank you, my dear, but please call me Anna."
Edward nodded with a smile and sat down at the table next to me. My parents sat opposite and we all tucked in to a delicious family meal.
"I told Jared you were coming home this weekend when I saw him yesterday," my mother blurted out as she passed the butter. Edward tensed next to me. "And I suggested the four of you go out to the cinema tonight."
"Why would we want to do that?" I hissed at her and my father gave me a surprised look. "I haven't spoken to him for months now."
"Exactly," she said, sitting there looking pleased with herself. "You're all done with James now, so it's about time you two mended your friendship."
"Mom, Edward and I just wanted a quiet night in… with you and Dad," I corrected myself.
"Well, sorry it's too late now, Jasper. When I saw Jared earlier this morning he told me he's bought the tickets and will drive you all there for seven thirty."
I dared a glance at Edward who was looking down at his plate of food. I reached out to touch his thigh to get him to look at me. "Is that okay, Edward?" I asked hesitantly.
He turned towards me, offering a faint smile, " Yes, I'd like to meet your friends, Jasper."
My mother clapped her hands in glee just like Edward did when he was excited. "That's excellent. You'll have a great time I'm sure. You'll love his girlfriend, Alice. She's such a sweet little thing."
The conversation only got worse after that bombshell and I couldn't wait to get away from the table. For some reason, my latest encounter with James was rehashed and had me squirming in my seat. All credit to Edward who kept control of his emotions, but I could tell he was seething just under the surface.
"Oh, Jasper dear, relax or I'll get out all your baby photos to show Edward," my mother chided as my mood obviously became grumpier.
Edward fortunately saved the day by charming my mother and redirecting the conversation so it became more palatable and I managed to avoid saying something I would regret later.
When I was thinking the day couldn't get any worse, my father volunteered himself and Edward to do the washing up after lunch. I guessed this meant he wanted to talk with Edward alone. As my mother decided to dig out the old family photographs after all, I went into the sitting room with her in an attempt to hide any I didn't want Edward to see. We sorted out the albums and boxes of loose photos. Quickly flicking through them, I removed one or two embarrassing ones and hid them under the sofa. At the same time, I worried what my father was saying to Edward, so by the time they brought in a tray laden with coffee and cakes, I was feeling very jittery. I locked eyes with Edward and his beaming smile told me I didn't have anything to worry about.
Surprisingly, we spent a pleasant afternoon chatting and recounting old memories with the help of the photographs. Edward was genuinely fascinated and learned more about my past. I only hoped none of it put him off my family or me. Fortunately, my parents seemed to have taken to him and the conversation was easy and good-humored.
After a tea of sandwiches and more coffee, we got ourselves ready for our date with my ex-best friend and his partner. I didn't get a chance to ask Edward what he had discussed with my father and my nerves concerning how the evening would pan out took over my thoughts.
Jared and Alice knocked on the front door as Edward and I were slipping on our jackets in the hallway. Giving Edward a glance first, I opened the door apprehensively. Jared acted as if the past few months hadn't occurred and introduced Alice to us, and I in turn introduced Edward to them as my boyfriend. There were no hugs or hand shaking. We just nodded and greeted each other politely.
"Good to see you again, Jasper," Jared said, with a genuine smile. "And pleased to meet you, Edward." It was all very cordial.
During the short car journey to the cinema the conversation was surprisingly light and jovial with none of the tension I was expecting. Edward and I rode in the back, sitting closely and holding hands. By the time we were seated in the cinema, Alice's shrill voice and exuberance were beginning to grate on my nerves. Fortunately, Jared and I sat next to each other, with our partners on either side of us, so I was not seated directly beside Alice. Sharing a large bag of popcorn while waiting for the movie to start, Jared began talking more directly to me.
"So Jasper, this is your first time home since starting college?" he said, although it was a rhetorical question.
"Yes, I wanted to visit my parents as well as introduce Edward to them."
"They hadn't met Edward before?"
Shaking my head, I didn't bother answering because he knew the answer. "Where did you meet Alice?"
"Oh, she found me." He grinned.
"We met in the library where I work and I helped Jared find a book he was looking for," Alice chimed.
I feigned shock. "Jared in a library. I didn't know you could read."
"Ha, ha very funny, Jay," he said, and mock punched me on my arm.
The banter continued between us until the movie started. Edward sat quietly, occasionally dipping his hand into the popcorn, as I chatted mostly with Jared and caught up on the latest local gossip, with the odd interjection from Alice.
Midway through the movie, Jared suddenly said he felt hot and a little queasy. A few minutes later, he got out of his seat and headed towards the exit. I looked at Alice, who obviously had no intention of going with him or missing any part of the film, before pausing to glance at Edward. He turned to me and said, "He's your friend, Jasper. Go see if he's okay."
"You don't mind?" I asked.
"No, I'll stay with Alice."
I slipped out of the auditorium and trotted to the main foyer. Jared was sitting down on one of the seats looking decidedly pale.
"Hey, what happened to you?" I asked as I sat down next to him. "Do you feel ill?"
Jared's head fell back against the wall and he closed his eyes. "I came over all hot and funny."
"I'll get you some water. Stay there."
Jared guzzled down half the bottle of water and the color started to return to his cheeks. By the time all the water had gone, he appeared to be over the worst. "Thanks, Jasper. I needed that. Sorry you've missed some of the film because of me."
I didn't want him to feel bad. "No worries. It wasn't very good anyway."
"I was never any good at picking them out, was I? Should have left the choice to you." His expression fell sadly.
I placed my hand on his upper arm. "Hey, Jared, don't feel bad. It's not your fault—the film had lots of rave reviews and I wanted to see it."
"I'm sorry, Jasper." And I knew he meant more than just picking a bad movie for us to watch. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings when I warned you about James. You should have told me to mind my own business."
"I did, if you remember?"
He chuckled. "Yes, but we shouldn't have fallen out because of it. I've missed spending time with you these past few months. We used to have great fun together."
I nodded because it was true. "I've missed my best friend, too." With that, we gave each other a friendly hug. "Let's just forget that ever happened."
He gave me an additional squeeze and appeared reluctant to let go. "Okay, buddy," he said with a smirk on his face.
When we pulled apart Edward was standing in front of us. "Glad to see you two have made up." He looked coolly at Jared. "How are you feeling?"
"A lot better now, thanks."
Edward stood there staring at Jared for a few seconds more.
"Where's Alice?" I asked.
"She's still watching the movie. Are you coming back to watch the rest of it?"
I looked at Jared and he nodded. The three of us slipped back into the auditorium, and as we sat down, Edward took my hand and held it until the movie finished about twenty minutes later.
Before returning home, we stopped for a burger and a soft drink. Jared was back to his usual jovial self, and Edward appeared more talkative now. He and Jared got involved in some conversation about Volvos, which left me listening to Alice's spiel on fashion and home furnishings. I tried to listen in on the other conversation while Alice was talking to me. Edward could see I was getting agitated and took my hand in his, stroking it with his thumb. When Edward suggested we head back, I was on my feet in no time at all.
"It's been a fun evening," Jared said. "We'll have to do it again next time you come home."
Edward and I both made some sort of affirmative noise, but didn't commit ourselves to anything definite.
As we left Jared's car, he said, "Good to see you looking happy again, Jasper. Call me sometime."
"I will, Jared. Take care, you two."
We said our goodbyes and walked hand in hand up the driveway. My parents were still watching television in the living room, so we had a quick chat with them before saying goodnight and making our way upstairs.
We went into my bedroom and closed the door quietly. "Hope that wasn't too much of a disaster this evening."
Edward sat down on my bed. He was pensive for a moment and I worried he was going to sulk. "Jared seems like a nice guy. I'm glad you had the chance to sort things out with him."
"The movie wasn't particularly brilliant, though." I kicked off my shoes.
"It was watchable and funny at times," Edward said, fiddling with the hem of his t-shirt. "But I was right about something."
"About what?" I didn't remember him commenting on the film before we went to see it.
"About Jared. It's obvious he wants to be more than friends with you, Jasper." Edward's bottom lip quivered a little and he looked away from me.
Within seconds, I was sitting on the bed next to Edward with my arm around him. "Edward, I disagree with you, but even if he does like me in the way you think, I only want to be with you."
"I know, Jasper, but it won't stop me feeling jealous when you're with him. I don't want to lose you."
I kissed Edward on the side of his head. "I'll only have to see him when you're with me then, so you can keep an eye on us," I teased.
We didn't really discuss much else because I tilted Edward's face towards mine and we started kissing. Slow, gentle kisses rapidly turned to hungry, passionate ones. Edward pulled me on top of him as he fell backward onto my bed, and within moments, I was grinding my hardening cock against his. Edward wove his fingers into the hair at the back of my head and held me tight as we panted into each other's mouths.
"I want you, Jasper," Edward said quietly. "I'll always want you."
I could hear the television in the living room and assumed my parents were still sitting on the sofa downstairs. "We'll have to be quick and quiet," I warned him in a whisper.
"Perhaps if we stand by the door just in case your mom or dad come up the stairs," Edward suggested.
I made my way over to the door pulling Edward by the hand. I dropped my jeans and briefs and left them bunched around my ankles as I faced the door. Edward knelt down behind me. The wet warmth of his tongue left a trail up my thigh. His nose nestled between my cheeks and soon his tongue was lapping around my entrance. My face pushed against my jacket hanging on the back of the door. I clung onto it as Edward moistened and opened me up with the tip of his tongue. His fingers were soon lubed and stretching me as well. Within moments, the bulbous head of his cock pushed slowly into me. He waited, breathing loudly, as I adjusted to him. With a gentle rocking of his hips, Edward sank further inside. After several gentle thrusts and knowing he had to be quick, Edward pushed up harder and deeper. My hand gripped around my solid cock. It was hot, it was passionate and it felt so damn good. It was what we both needed. Biting into the jacket to subdue my cries, I came into my own hand as Edward's orgasm ripped through his quivering body. We stood panting for a few moments, still connected and still leaning against the door, savoring the sensations flowing though us.
On hearing the television being turned off downstairs and my parents moving around, we quickly pulled up our clothing and cleaned up. Giving Edward a quick kiss, I pushed him out of my room, saying I'd be along to say goodnight to him when I knew my parents were in bed.
Coming out of the bathroom a few minutes later, I met my father on the landing. He gave me a knowing look. I'm sure my cheeks and neck were still flushed from my earlier arousal and orgasm, but I tried to act weary. "Goodnight, Dad," I said, opening my bedroom door.
"See you in the morning," he replied, "and make sure you stay in your room all night, Jasper. You don't want to upset your mother, do you?"
I shot into my room, shutting the door in frustration and embarrassment. I sat on my bed and waited for fifteen minutes deciding whether I should defy my father, but in the end, my love for Edward won out. I crept down to his room and very quietly said goodnight to him. We had a sweet, innocent kiss. "Love you, babe," he whispered.
"Love you more," I replied just as quietly, before I slipped back to my room, tiptoeing past their bedroom door, which had been left slightly ajar.
I sighed with relief when I closed my door and hopped into my bed. Yet another night passed when I had to be content with dreams of Edward Cullen.
The following morning, after taking a shower and eating fruit and pancakes for breakfast, I suggested to Edward that I show him the local area. We drove around for twenty minutes or so with me pointing out the key features of my hometown. We had a couple of hours before we needed to get back in time for lunch, so I decided to take him to a local wooded area where I used to go for walks with my parents as a child.
The Firs was a plantation of mostly pine trees with a sawmill at its center and a fast flowing stream to its northern boundary. A roadway led to the mill with lots of paths leading off and going into the surrounding woodland. I took Edward along the main route at first, before taking a detour into the older part of the wood. We walked along hand in hand with the warm autumn sun shining through the gaps in the canopy. I told Edward this had been a favorite place of mine to visit when I was younger and it warmed my heart to be able to share more treasured memories with him. We shuffled through the large leaves that had already fallen to the ground, and climbed up and down an area formed by old tree roots, just like I did when I was a child.
"It's so peaceful here," Edward observed, casting his eyes around us.
I stopped to listen. There was a distant rumble of traffic on the main road and a variety of birds chirping in the trees around us. "I've never really noticed that before," I said. "But I've always felt there was something magical about this place."
Edward smiled at me and wrapped his arms around my neck. I slid my hands into his open jacket and around his back, hugging him close. "I'll take you to my special place when we visit my parents next weekend," he said, and leaned down to kiss me.
I wondered if Edward meant the place where he'd been attacked. "The meadow?"
"Yes, I'd like to show you and remember how it was before—" He stopped mid-sentence, his eyes looking deeply into mine. "I haven't been there since, Jasper, but I don't see why I should have to avoid my meadow for the rest of my life. Being there with you will remind me of all the happy times."
I agreed with him that he needed to face whatever fears he still had about that place so he could finally move on.
"And it looks like Sam will be coming with us next weekend as well," Edward said as if trying to gauge my reaction. "He wants to visit Embry and I said he could ride with us to save on fuel. There's no point taking two cars."
"That's okay," I agreed. My fears about Sam wanting Edward had subsided over the last few days. I had to trust the two of them, just as Edward had to trust me with Jared.
We continued walking, chatting comfortably about all sorts when I suddenly remembered to ask Edward what my father had spoken to him about in the kitchen the previous day.
Edward chuckled. 'Oh, you know, what most fathers tell the boyfriends of their loved ones."
"You mean what they say if they have a daughter?" I grimaced.
"Possibly." He smirked. "He told me not to mess you about, or hurt you, or do anything silly."
Still grinning, Edward said, "Mmm… like getting settled down too quickly. We're young, he said. We have all the time in the world before we make a serious commitment to each other. And anyway, we've only known each other a short time, he reminded me. I told him I was serious about you and had no intention of hurting you, Jasper."
I slowed down as Edward was speaking. "He didn't give you the condom talk as well, did he?" I said, blushing for Edward as well as myself.
Edward nodded. "He was only looking out for his son," Edward said without embarrassment. "Your parents know we are having sex even if they don't allow us to sleep together, Jasper."
I cringed at the thought of my father talking about sex and my relationship with Edward, but as he didn't seem offended or upset by it, I let it pass.
We paused for a rest when we reached the stream on the far side of the wood. "This place is truly magical," Edward enthused. He took in the picturesque scene of running water, glistening pebbles and the lush evergreen foliage. "So peaceful and beautiful." He wrapped his arms around me again, "But not as beautiful as you."
Smiling at his sappiness, I kissed him. As he pulled away, Edward's eyes glanced around us and he was grinning. "So quiet and lonely." He guided me toward a large tree until my back leaned against the cool bark.
With a glint in his eye now, Edward's hand slipped downwards and he began to unbutton my jeans. Gasping at his boldness, I scanned the immediate vicinity. We had seen hardly any other walkers all morning, but I was certain we were not the only people in the woods. As he eased my rapidly hardening cock into his hand, all thoughts of objections slipped from my mind. Edward stroked me firmly. His tongue found mine, and his hot breath against my mouth had me wanting more. Dropping to his knees, Edward guided my cock into his mouth. I was torn between looking at Edward as he sucked me and keeping watch in case we were interrupted. The sight of Edward's open mouth with my cock sliding in and out easily won out. Gripping his head with my fingers, I pushed my hips back and forth to fuck his face. He wide, gorgeous eyes stared up at me as I headed swiftly towards my release. His hands tugged on my hips, eagerly encouraging me to speed up my movement. Once he started humming, the vibrations in his throat sent me rapidly over the edge, and I was coming in strong pulses into his mouth. He licked and swallowed until I emptied my load. Rising to my eye-level, he kissed me with a satisfied grin on his face.
On hearing the sound of a barking dog nearby, I zipped up and we carried on walking beside the stream. "I wonder what's for lunch," Edward said all too innocently, and we both burst out laughing as a couple passed us by.
We made it back to the car without getting distracted again. "You wait until we get back to my room this evening," I jokingly threatened Edward.
"I can hardly wait," Edward said, his eyes shining with delight.
After lunch with my parents, we packed up our belongings and headed out toward the car. Jared happened be on his driveway cleaning his car and came over to say goodbye to us. I kissed my mother and ended up giving my father and Jared a hug. "Don't forget to call me," Jared reminded me again, and I said I would keep in touch with him.
My mother loaded us up with cakes, cookies and a large jar of coffee before kissing and hugging us both goodbye. "Nice to meet you, Edward," she said rather tearfully. "Look after my boy for me."
"Oh, I will," Edward promised her. "Thank you for a lovely weekend, Anna." He shook hands with my father and nodded at Jared. "See you again in a couple of months, Jared."
"I hope you come back sooner that that," my mother scolded us as we got into the car.
As we drove away, we both sighed with relief and grinned at each other. As much as I loved my parents and spending time with them, I was at my happiest when it was just the two of us together.
"Never mind, at least we don't have to do this every week," Edward reminded me. "Although, you will be meeting my parents next weekend."
I had been nervous enough about Edward meeting my parents. I only hoped they accepted me in the way my parents had accepted Edward.