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Welcome to the To Whom Do You Belongverse. Today, our exploration takes us to the doctor's office, and Dr. Whitlock is going to take good care of you.


Did I need to be here today, of all days, or any day at all?

The lobby looked like I had just walked into an audition for America's Next Top Model. Every one of these women were so beautiful, it made me feel like a blob. Why would I go to a doctor here? Couldn't Esme have set me up for another time?

I was so desperate to get up and ask her, but the look she was giving me was telling me to remain seated. But I could refuse right? It was a free country. If I wanted to run from this room, because all the model type patients, waiting to see Dr. Whitlock were intimidating, it was my prerogative. Right?

When she mouthed 'sit', as I got up, I decided to forget my first thought, because Esme would simply drag me back into the room. However, she didn't understand. The looks these women were giving me, were so vicious, it was like they wanted to eat me alive. Like no one else was allowed to be here but them.

However, Dr. Whitlock was a gynecologist and I was in need of a gynecologist at the moment. Dr. Leah Clearwater was off on maternity leave and she had handed her cases, mine included, to her husband, Edward's cousin, Dr. Jasper Whitlock.

"Oh please, what is that?" A statuesque blond said to a raven haired, petite woman next to her. Looking over at them, I saw them pointing at me and giggling. I immediately felt like shit.

Why? I mean, I didn't look bad. I was dressed comfortably in my Ed Hardy t-shirt, my comfy sneakers and jeans. I had my glasses on and my hair was up in a ponytail. Sure, I didn't have any makeup on, but it didn't mean I didn't wear the stuff. I just didn't favor it and I was coming to the doctor, so why get dolled up? I wasn't at a fashion show, but apparently they were as they were dressed to the 't', in short summer dresses and four inch heels. Hair perfectly done and makeup immaculately applied.

Looking down at myself as they giggled again, I sunk in my chair, just wanting Dr. Whitlock to hurry up and call my name. It was embarrassing enough to be here, much less to be dealing with the Victoria's Secret clan.

His office door opened and he walked out. They all seemed to gasp at the same time and their breasts stuck out, almost comically, trying to pierce their way through their dresses or shirts.

I wanted to laugh, but when the blond glared at me, it died out in my throat. With a sigh, I prayed he'd say my name so I could hurry up and get this examination over with, and leave.

He looked down at the clipboard in his hand and then knitted his brows before looking up at the blond and raven haired girl. "Hi Doctor," they said simultaneously.

It sounded like a pathetic attempt to get him to say their names and I prayed even harder that he'd resist and say mine so I could leave. Then I decided even if he didn't say my name, I would just leave anyways, not even Esme's stern looks and death glare at the 'models' would stop me.

His eyes stopped on mine, and he cocked his head to the side, smirking, before walking over to Esme's desk. Without a word, he gave her the clipboard and then turned and said, "Bella Swan."

He stalked off into his office and I got up, swiftly following behind him.

"Hi," I said as he closed the door behind me, locking it. He eyed me and I started to ramble. "I don't really know why I'm here. Leah said that I needed to make an appointment with you and I was to see you as soon as possible."

He said nothing as he backed me up into the door, his hands trailing along my sides. His fingers felt so cool against my skin as he skimmed along the edge of my t-shirt. He flattened his palm against my stomach, drawing closer. My head bumped against it, and he chuckled.

"Why are you always trying to get away?" he asked with a smirk.

"I'm not."

"Really?" he asked as he stared into my eyes. It felt like he could see my soul or tell me the secrets of the universe when he looked at me like that.

"Yes, really I…I just…I was…here and I…" I didn't get to finish the sentence before his lips crashed to mine, pushing me further into the door.

At first, it felt awkward as it always did when he acted like this, but then I caught on and devoured his lips.

Jasper lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his strong thighs as he walked us over to what I thought was his desk. It turned out to be the exam bed instead. He moved the stir-ups out of his way as I held on to him for dear life, hoping he didn't drop me like last time, as he groaned in my ear.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. We had done this before in his office, but not during his work hours.

"God, Bella, I want you so damn much," he said, nibbling on my ear. His hands were everywhere. He tore his lips fro mine, eyeing me lustfully as his hands moved to the waist of my jeans. He popped the button while I pant in need, and yanked them along with my underwear down my legs before rationality could catch up with me.

"Jasper," I panted. "We can't…we can't do this. There are patients outside."

He looked at me, drawing me in with that smoldering look he got when he wanted something and said in a teasing tone, "We're not doing this?"

"No, we can't."

"Really?" he said in a husky tone, as he ran his finger up and down my clit. I saw stars and bucked my hips as he chuckled darkly, pushing my shirt up and moving my bra out of the way.

He drew close, biting and sucking on my nipples while pushing his finger into me. He then moved up to my ear and whispered, "This body is mine, Bella." He moved his away, and I almost groan at the lost until I felt them between my legs and I realize he was pulling his pants. "You're my wife, and I will do whatever I want and wherever I want to do it…with you. Understand?" I did, but Jasper didn't give me the time to answer as he thrust into me in fluid motion, filling me as I groaned loudly before he silenced me with his lips. He swallowed my cries as he pumped his hard cock into my pussy.

I clawed at his back and lab coat as he fucked me. "Oh God…Oh God...Oh God!" I couldn't find anything else to say as his dick filled. I could only hold on and plead senselessly at the passion he was causing to course through me.

"He's not here at the moment…say my name, baby," he demanded.

"Jasper," I breathed.

"Say it again," he said as he roughly thrust his thick cock into me. Jasper liked it rough, especially when he was like this. Jasper was a sex fiend or that was the best way I could describe it. He was one of the most beautiful guys I'd ever seen and I was so lucky to call him mine even though I didn't sometimes understand it. However, he said time and time again that what he saw in me, he loved and was contented with that.

As my lover, he was the only, but also the best I ever had. Jasper in the bedroom was everything I'd fantasized about. I read so many romance novels in my spare time, but never did I think I'd meet a guy that came so damn close. He has awaked the sexual side of me without apology. He loved it when I screamed, clawed at his back, or begged him for more. Sexually, he was an open and honest guy who wasn't afraid to say or do what he wanted.

Which was a lot!

I couldn't be luckier.

"Jasper," I whispered.

"Scream it, Bella," he ordered, his tone dropping to a growl as he pumped into me harder and faster.

I looked at him, worriedly, but the look in his eyes showed me that he meant it. I feared everyone hearing us, but it seemed like Jasper didn't care.

He braced himself up, his cock pushing deeper into me with the move. I arched and groan louder than I intended. However, I fought myself not to scream, but Jasper wasn't having it. He started to knead my breasts, pinching the nipples, twisting them as he bit his lip and I fought to hold my tongue but lost the battle. I threw my head back as he continued to fuck me, screaming, writhing and moaning as I climbed that familiar peak.

I slammed myself down on his cock harder, letting go. His cock twitched inside of me and he slowed his movement, making me whine and beg him to go faster. He didn't. He smirked and dipped his head to my breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking it. I still tried to move while whining, but he pinched my leg and told me to stop or else he'd pull out, spin me around, and fuck my ass.

I stilled, even though, he'd done it before and it was something I was growing to like. However, I needed him to fuck me hard like he was before. He nibbled on each peak, making my body shake in delight. I sighed in relief and need when he rose up and started to thrust hard into me again.

This time, I screamed. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Jasper! Yes!" I exploded around him, my body feeling like it had shattered into a million pieces as I came on his cock.

He wasn't far behind and one hard thrust into me had him coming, shouting my name.

We collapsed on the table together. Our eyes met, and we chuckled. A bit of myself consciousness was back but not enough to make me think twice about circling my hips as he groaned, kissing me.

"I love you," he whispered against my lips.

"I love you too."

He pulled out, and got wipes to clean us with before helping me re-dress. I helped fix things we had unknowingly disturbed around the room in our haste, before he walked me to the door. I wanted to be nervous, it was coming on, but the naughty glint in Jasper's eyes told me he wasn't through.

He opened the door to the faces of the model types who were now mortified and shocked into silence. We walked over to my mother-in-law, Esme's desk, and she pulled off her headphones, shaking her head at her son.

"Please, set up another appointment for Bella," he said with a smile. "Thank you." He picked up the clipboard, and checking it before calling the name.

Esme giggled and when I dared looked around I noticed that the statuesque blond and the little raven haired girl were sulking and looking like someone had just ran over their puppy.

But before I could say anything to Esme, Jasper slapped me on the ass causing me to whisper out, "Oww."

Esme laughed at me as he drew closer and whispered into my ear, "Mmm, see you at home." He slapped me on the ass again before walking off with one of his regular patients, Mrs. Walker, behind him as she laughed at the Victoria's Secret clan.

I couldn't help but smile as I walked out, holding my head high as I wondered what Jasper had in store for me when he got home.

Thank you for taking the time to come and play with Jasper. We trust that you enjoyed your ride and you're welcome back as many times as you want.

The following storylines will be made into multi chapters. And all can be found on my blog if you are interested: The Bar, The Neighbor, My Master, You Sang To Me, Tuition and The Gyno.

The End.