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I hope people out there are reading this... Regardless, I'm going to keep writing as long as my muse sticks with me and pray that y'all are enjoying it.
Here's the stronger twang of citrus. ;)

When we reached our house, I went to the bedroom and hung up my suit jacket. I handed a rack to Jasper and he did the same.

I carefully loosened my tie and fingered the long strip of silk, thinking of its other uses.

When Jasper stepped out of our closet, I walked over and untied his bowtie. He stood still as I slowly unbuttoned his vest and dress shirt, hanging them up as well.

ï¿½Whitaker, what are you doing?ï¿½ he asked quietly.

ï¿½Iï¿½m making you comfortable.ï¿½ I kissed his navel as I knelt to take off his shoes. ï¿½Isnï¿½t it obvious?ï¿½

When he was barefoot, I stood again. I tenderly kissed his lips and undid his suit pants; he stepped out of them and waited as I folded and hung them up.

Now, he stood naked before me. I took his hand and led him to the bed. He willingly laid on his back down the bed; I took the tie from my neck and tied Jasperï¿½s wrists to the headboard.

ï¿½Donï¿½t break that,ï¿½ I murmured. ï¿½I like this tie.ï¿½ He nodded and I stepped away to remove the rest of my clothes.

I ran a hand down Jasperï¿½s chest and over his already straining erection.

ï¿½Roll over,ï¿½ I ordered quietly. He did, twisting the tie more, but not breaking it.

I knelt between his knees and ghosted my hands from his shoulders down to his backside, massaging there. I placed a kiss in the small of his back and spread his cheeks. Hesitantly, I ran my tongue over the sensitive flesh. Jasper gasped, pushing back against my tongue, bucking his body. I heard the silk stretching and I pulled back.

ï¿½Donï¿½t break my tie,ï¿½ I warned. ï¿½I will stop if you do.ï¿½

He didnï¿½t reply, but he held still. I pressed my thumb against his perineum as I returned my tongue with more confidence to his body. He shivered, but otherwise didnï¿½t move.

As he relaxed, I pushed my tongue past his tight ring of muscle. A strangled moan breached Jasperï¿½s lips, causing my lower regions to jump up and take notice. He continued to moan when I rubbed over the sensitive nub inside.

ï¿½More, love. Please. It feels so good,ï¿½ he whined, writhing beneath my tongue. He was subtly moving his hips against the bed. I pulled away, eliciting a disappointed whimper from my treasure.

ï¿½Roll back over,ï¿½ I commanded softly. He eagerly returned to his original position, his hands stretched over his head. This position stretched out his muscles, showing off ever part of his lean body. I smiled as my eyes traced every line, every curve, and every dip in his skin. His erection stood proud, and he had one knee bent, inviting me in to lick and nip and mark him as mine. My fingers sadly traced the four newest scars that crossed his chest and abdomen.

ï¿½Hey,ï¿½ he said softly, nudging my hip with his knee. I met his eyes that were shining with understanding. ï¿½Donï¿½t. Itï¿½s in the past, remember?ï¿½

I nodded, though my hand still rested at the end of the long scars. His knee rubbed my hip to comfort me while his hands were tied. He was frustrated, concerned, understanding, and full of love. I felt a small smile turn my lips up at his frustration, but I leaned down to kiss him gently. He arched his back, effectively grinding our mutual arousal together.

I pulled my mouth away, arching and pressing to get more friction, my previous plans momentarily forgotten. I locked eyes with Jasper, watching as his face contorted in pleasure.

ï¿½Youï¿½re so beautiful, treasure,ï¿½ I breathed. He groaned, trying to move more with me, but his bound hands kept him from sliding down the bed. He growled his frustration. I laughed softly as the annoying emotion washed over me. ï¿½Frustrated?ï¿½

His eyes narrowed, even as the corner of his mouth lifted in a half-smile.

ï¿½I can fix that, you know.ï¿½

ï¿½That would be nice,ï¿½ he growled.

ï¿½Only nice?ï¿½ I pouted.

He raised an eyebrow, frowning at me.

ï¿½Aw, turn that frown upside down, Mr. Grumpy Gills.ï¿½

ï¿½Youï¿½re insane.ï¿½ His words may have seemed harsh, but I could feel his affection and hear his light tone.

ï¿½Only in bed.ï¿½ I kissed the top of his long scars.

ï¿½Good thing thatï¿½s where we are.ï¿½

ï¿½Uh-huh.ï¿½ I sucked one of his taut nipples into my mouth.

He tried to keep his voice calm as he spoke, ï¿½And just how insane are you?ï¿½

ï¿½I tied you up, didnï¿½t I?ï¿½

ï¿½Yesï¿½ï¿½

ï¿½Thatï¿½s only the beginning.ï¿½ I gently kissed his lips and moved my mouth along his jaw line, nuzzling his skin and breathing in his scent. ï¿½Since you canï¿½t move your handsï¿½ï¿½

ï¿½Oh, but I can.ï¿½ I looked him in the eye.

ï¿½But you wonï¿½t.ï¿½ He nodded assent and I continued nuzzling his neck. ï¿½Since your hands arenï¿½t going anywhere, I can torture you with the pleasure I can cause. I can bring you close to the brink and keep you there.ï¿½

ï¿½That doesnï¿½t sound too insane.ï¿½

ï¿½You say that now, but wait until I hold you at that brink for hours, not letting you find your release.ï¿½ I smiled devilishly. ï¿½That would drive even the sanest man to insanity.ï¿½ I circularly ground my lower half against his.

He groaned when I pulled away. I leaned down and traced his abdominals, this time with my tongue. He shivered as I dipped the muscle into his belly button and moved lower.

I worshiped his body, teasing and pleasuring him until he was gasping and arching against me, begging for more. His body tensed beneath me, signaling his impending climax. I immediately pulled away.

ï¿½No,ï¿½ he whined. ï¿½Please donï¿½t stop.ï¿½ His desperate eyes met mine, pleading with me to end the torture.

ï¿½Had enough?ï¿½

ï¿½Yes! Please let me finish.ï¿½

ï¿½What do you want, treasure?ï¿½

ï¿½You. Please, I donï¿½t care what you do, justï¿½make me cum.ï¿½

ï¿½Well, since you asked so nicelyï¿½ï¿½ I wrapped my hand and mouth around him.

He surprised me with the speed in which he came; he practically screamed my name.

I kissed him gently as he slumped back into the pillows and closed his eyes. He looked so peaceful that, if I hadnï¿½t known better, I would have said he was asleep.

I untied his wrists and smoothed out the tie, setting it aside.

ï¿½Love, that wasï¿½insane,ï¿½ he murmured almost incoherently.

ï¿½Told you.ï¿½

ï¿½Remind me to never disbelieve you again.ï¿½

ï¿½Just so long as I get to remind you like this.ï¿½

ï¿½Yeah.ï¿½ He finally seemed to realize his hands were free because he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my face to his in a thankful and passionate kiss.

ï¿½Iï¿½m guessing you liked it,ï¿½ I panted when he let me go.

ï¿½Hell yes. That was soï¿½ I donï¿½t know how to describe it.ï¿½

ï¿½That good?ï¿½

He widened his eyes and gave me an exaggerated nod; I could only laugh.

I snuggled into his side as he regained his breath. As always when I relax, my mind began racing. It raced back to what Edward had told me.

Jasper must have noticed my change in mood, because he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to kiss my forehead.

ï¿½You all right, love?ï¿½ he asked softly.

ï¿½Yeah,ï¿½ I murmured, placing a chaste kiss on his shoulder. ï¿½Just thinking.ï¿½

ï¿½You seem to be doing a lot of that lately.ï¿½

ï¿½Sorry. Itï¿½s justï¿½ï¿½

ï¿½What?ï¿½ He sat up, laying my head on his thigh and running his fingers through my hair. It soothed me, causing me to close my eyes in contentment. ï¿½Itï¿½s just what?ï¿½

ï¿½Something Edward told me.ï¿½

ï¿½Not bad, I hope. ï¿½Cause if it is, Iï¿½ll have to whoop his ass.ï¿½ I laughed.

ï¿½Not bad, no.ï¿½ I massaged his thigh with my thumb while my hand rested on his knee. ï¿½He said your motorcycle was taking up space.ï¿½

ï¿½Oh.ï¿½ He seemed to close himself off.

ï¿½I didnï¿½t know you had a motorcycle.ï¿½

ï¿½I havenï¿½t messed with it sinceï¿½ï¿½

ï¿½Alice?ï¿½

ï¿½Yeah. She said it suited the cowboy in me, since I couldnï¿½t have a real steed.ï¿½

ï¿½Iï¿½m guessing you donï¿½t want to mess with it anymore.ï¿½ I tried to hide my disappointment.

ï¿½Not really. Why?ï¿½ he asked warily.

ï¿½Because I can think of a few good memories we could make with itï¿½ And it wouldnï¿½t even have to leave the house.ï¿½ I looked up into his darkened eyes, smiling slightly.

ï¿½Then I may just have to reconsider my decision.ï¿½ He smiled back at me, gently running his hand down my side. I closed my eyes in exhilaration, shivering pleasantly from his touch, though my thoughts turned back to the rest of Edwardï¿½s and my conversation. ï¿½What else did he say, love?ï¿½

I smiled softly; he knew me so well. ï¿½He also said weï¿½re good for each other and heï¿½s glad Iï¿½m the one to change you.ï¿½

ï¿½Hmm. Then why do you seem so melancholy?ï¿½

ï¿½I donï¿½t know. I just feel like something bad is going to happen.ï¿½

ï¿½Well, hopefully nothing bad happens now, because I believe it is my turn.ï¿½ He flipped me onto my back and kissed me soundly, effectively bringing a smile to my face.

He worshiped my body as I had worshiped his, drawing out the pleasure until I couldnï¿½t handle it. Thankfully, he didnï¿½t torture me for too long.

Graduation was nearing and everyoneï¿½s restlessness grew. Senioritis had set in with most every student. The teachers were getting irritated when no one paid attention, so much so that my final teacher of the day had to take a few days off.

It was in this class that we sat waiting for our substitute. There were rumors that it was a new one, someone who had never subbed at Forks High.

Something tickled the edge of my senses, an almost unpleasant smell, but I couldnï¿½t place it. So I ignored it.

ï¿½Good morning class.ï¿½

My spine stiffened and my hands involuntarily grabbed my desk in a vice-like hold. The false wood creaked in protest. I know that voice. It canï¿½t beï¿½ Someone tapped my shoulder, asking if I was all right. I nodded and let go of the desk before it broke.

ï¿½Iï¿½m Mr. Perkins, your substitute.ï¿½

Ahem. So...yeah. I went there. ;)
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