Locke. Chapter Nineteen: Alone in bed

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Chapter Nineteen: Alone in bed

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Warning: this episode contains graphic sexual descriptions. Reader discretion is advised. Intended for a mature audience only. (18+)

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I woke up alone in the dark. The blankets were all tucked around me as if Jasper had covered me. Looking at the clock, I realized it was just before five in the morning, and I could hear the shower running already. I wasn't sure if he actually got any rest, but I fell asleep against his chest sometime in the early hours of the night. Stretching a little, I turned on the lamp beside me.  

Gathering my things, I picked up any mess we had made the evening before. It wasn’t much since we were both neat people. When I went to my purse, I noticed a book sitting face down on top of his opened luggage on the dresser beside it. I recognized it right away, even if the copy was well-worn and laying face down. 

It was mine. 

I picked it up slowly. It was in good condition even though it had been obviously read many times. The spine had worn white lines running up and down from being opened so much. There were little pieces of paper sticking out of it with notes or drawings. In some corners, there were doodles that went along with whatever was on the page. Biting my lip, I smiled wildly to myself. I believed him when he said he bought a copy, but this made it more special somehow.  

Quickly before he could get out of the shower, I pulled a light blue pen from my purse. As neatly as possible, I wrote a quick message to him on the inside cover. 

“To my personal FBI agent. I can’t thank you enough for making every moment with you so special. All my love, Isabella Swan.” 

I put it away just as it was, smiling to myself still. I wondered how long it would take him to find that little surprise. I decided I would keep it to myself, hopefully giving him a nice gift sometime soon when he needed it.  

Jasper came dripping wet out of the shower, toweling off lazily. He looked tired, rubbing the back of his neck with the cloth roughly. His wild hair fell in every direction, the droplets rolling down his skin. Slowly he looked over at me and smiled. 

“I’m sorry. I was trying to let you sleep some more. You looked so comfortable,” he said, beginning to dry off his stomach. 

“Only because you were my pillow,” I replied teasingly, pulling my dress out of my purse. He walked over to the dresser, coming to stand beside me. “I’m sad that I missed the shower.”

Jasper took my clothing and put it back on my bag. "Me too," he breathed before pulling me to him so that he could kiss me deeply. His body was sticky moist from the heat of the bath, deliciously fresh. My hands easily slid down his chest. He was already rock hard. My fingers brushed over his rigid skin as I glanced up at him. He was looking down at me hungrily. 

"I want you. Right now." 

We both knew we didn’t have much time, but neither one of us cared at all. I kissed him furiously, my fingers wrapping around him tightly. He moaned against my mouth. Both of us instantly needy, his hands on my bare sides. 

“Fuck me,” I begged.

He yanked my panties down roughly, quickly lifting me onto the dresser. With both of his hands on my thighs, he spread my legs wide. It was shockingly fast, but I didn't care. I threw off my tiny shirt, putting my arms around his neck. He rubbed against me perfectly as we kissed again.  

Jasper reached into his luggage, pulling a silver wrapper from a large condom box. He brought it to my lips, and I kissed it with a smile. He ran it down my stomach slowly, right between my breasts. I took the square and opened it so that I could roll it on.  

“Hold on, little girl,” he growled against my ear, his hand going to the bend of my knee. “This isn’t going to be gentle.”

“Yes, sir,” I moaned as he slammed inside of me. “Fuck, yes…”

We had to skip breakfast, and he sped on the way to the apartment. Even if he was running later than he wanted, Jasper pulled me to him for a long, deep, and wonderful kiss. He looked into my eyes and sighed deeply before he whispered, "once again, Isabella, thank you for your submission." 

“You’re welcome, sir,” I grinned, leaning into him. Reaching up, I pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Thank you for taking such good care of me, and being such a wonderful friend.” I traced his lips with my fingers, pecking another quick kiss on them. “You don’t know how much I look forward to this time with you.”

“I do,” he smiled cheekily, giving me a quick kiss on the temple. I giggled softly. “I do, too,” he whispered in my ear sweetly.

"Have a good day," I said fervently.  

"After how it started?" He asked cheerfully with a smile. "How could it not be?" 

I walked into the apartment, feeling very light. All of my stress and worries were gone. My body ached pleasantly. And everything felt perfect for just a second. 

Putting my coat on the hook, I didn’t turn around when I heard a door open behind me. I didn’t want to. I hoped it was Tanya.  

"Bella," Edward called to get my attention. I groaned loudly, my head falling back. "Look, I just want to start by apologizing again. I realize now that I did not read the signs correctly, and I should not have touched you like that. I’m very sorry. I am a pig." 

Finally, I spun slowly in my spot. He took a step back when he saw my expression. My head cocked to the side, taking him in carefully. I crossed both of my arms over my chest. 

"How dare you think that I want to be your kinky side piece just because we have the same hobbies and I live in the same apartment as your girlfriend. Just because you're hot doesn't make you irresistible," I began.  

"And I fully realize that. I did not see it from your point of view, and of course, I respect you more than that," he stressed as he brought both of his hands up.  

“No, you don’t,” I insisted incredulously. “You’ve barely even looked at me before.”

“Because you weren’t that interesting before,” he countered defensively. 

“Fuck you,” I mumbled, going towards the kitchen. I was hungry and wanted to eat my new angry feelings. 

“No! Jesus. I don’t mean it like that. I mean, I didn’t know that I had a reason to be interested. Would you want me looking anyway? Seriously? You’re my girlfriend’s roommate! It’s been awkward enough with what she’s been doing-”

"What is she doing?' I demanded. He had said it before, but I didn't think much of it.  

He licked his lips slowly, looking away from me. “She’s been pointing out when you dress up, which has been a lot more lately, for one. And she talks about how cute and innocent you are, which if you understood what my thing is…” he trailed off, looking up towards the ceiling. “The whole timid deal.” Edward cleared his throat. “I need you to understand something, at least. I am attracted to you.”

I snorted. “I don’t believe you.”

“Why?” He asked, confused by my reaction. Edward looked away, lowering his voice. “Tanya has been teasing the hell out of me about it.” Shaking his head, he looked at me from underneath his thick copper eyelashes. “I’ve been fantasizing about you since before I saw you in that hotel room, Isabella-”

“Bella,” I corrected him. “Only Jasper gets to call me that.”

"Bella," he rectified quickly. "But since I saw you there, my mind has just run wild possibilities. I've never played with anyone with any regularity, but I've never known someone so well before either. Maybe we could-" 

“You don’t know me,” I interrupted. “You don’t know me at all. You’ve never even tried to get to know me better. We just exist in the same space.”  

Edward licked his lips again. “I would like to know you better now.”

I groaned loudly. “You made me extremely uncomfortable yesterday. Why would I want to know you better, huh?” I asked angrily. “Why do you think you’re worth my time?”

“Well, I am a handsome and fairly wealthy doctor,” he claimed charmingly. He was trying to be funny. My eyes rolled so hard that I halfway expected them to pop out of my head and continue spinning on the floor. 

“Oh, my fucking god. You’re an idiot,” I mumbled, making another go for the kitchen, but he took a step towards it. 

“So I’ve been told by many people in the past twenty-four hours,” he grumbled petulantly. “I realize that my behavior was unacceptable, but-” Edward shrugged. “You miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take.” 

I stared at him for a long minute, my mouth hanging open. “Do you really think that I would give up an evening with Jasper to be the extra in your threesome fantasy? Especially with what happened the other night? How did you get into medical school?” I questioned in annoyance. 

“You don’t have to be so rude,” he snapped. 

"You grabbed my ass in my own home! I can be as fucking unpleasant as I wish to be," I roared. He took a step back, his eyes going wide for a second before he looked me over from head to toe. 

“Holy shit. You’re so hot when you’re mad.”

“Are you fucking serious?” I demanded, throwing down my purse to the couch. 

"Yeah, I actually fucking am," Edward confidently replied. "I don't know why you don't believe me. Your ass, tits, and legs are fantastic, and you have a sweet face. Jasper has gone on and on about how sexy you are for months, and I see it now. I love your fire. I've never seen it before. Jesus, it's sexy."  

“Do you think you’re complimenting me right now?” I wondered dryly. “Because you’re not.” 

He looked away, thinking for a moment about what he wanted to say next. Edward licked his bottom lip. Then he looked back at me more certain of himself. "Last night, you said that you fantasized about me." I began to laugh, looking away from him in irritation. "We could do those things. You can plan the scenes, and I'll follow your scripts. I'll do whatever you want to make you trust me. I didn't mean to be a creep before." 

I laughed once mirthlessly. “You truly enjoy making people uncomfortable, don’t you?”

“Yeah, okay… I do. But, in my defense, I think you like being uncomfortable.” 

I squared my shoulders as I looked at him. “If I decide to play with you, I will let you know, but you will not bring it up again,” I informed him firmly. “That’s my fucking script if you want to prove that you’re not a goddamn creep. And Jasper says if you touch me without our permission again, he will, and I quote, rip your dick off and feed it to you for breakfast.” 

I picked up my purse off the sofa. Edward took a step towards me while reaching his hand up. “Bella-”

“Touch me. I dare you,” I growled viciously. He took an uncomfortable step back. I kept walking forward until he got completely out of my way. I had lost my appetite and decided to just go to my room. 

Tanya came stumbling out of her bedroom to the bathroom, her fluffy pink robe hanging half-open. She was just wearing panties underneath. Her face was deeply wrinkled with sleep. Drowsily, she looked between us.  

“You’re just supposed to apologize to her!” She grumbled. “Did he? Is he still being a pig?” I had a feeling she called him that a lot the night before, especially if that was his opening line too. 

“He did. I’m just letting him know how things are going to be from now on. So... Stop encouraging him,” I told her seriously. 

"Trust me, I won't do it anymore. I only did it for fun before I realized he couldn't keep his hands to himself, like a toddler." They were obviously still in the middle of their fight too, and she wasn't holding back her feelings. "I am sorry," she said to me, reaching for me almost nervously.  

"No." I went to her and hugged her tightly. "No, I don't think you were doing anything purposefully-" I stopped and shook my head. None of it mattered. "It's just embarrassing and uncomfortable." 

“It is,” she agreed.

I pulled away from Tanya. “I’m going to bed. This won’t come up again,” I told them both resolutely. She nodded her head quickly before turning her angry face to her boyfriend. 

“What did you say?” She hissed as I shut the door behind me. “You said you would apologize to her-”

“I did. I swear,” he snapped loudly back. I leaned against my door to listen, not that I really needed to. They were both loud people, standing right beside my room. “I did.”

“Obviously not very well.”

“Clearly,” he replied dryly. “Goddammit. I fucked up.”

Tanya said, “uh, you think?” before slamming the bathroom door practically in his face. When she locked her door, I did mine as well with a little smirk. Edward’s gamble had not paid off like he thought it would. I wondered if their relationship would handle it. But I decided I didn’t really care.

I crawled back into bed, once again, alone. Tucking myself in, I tried to pretend Jasper was just in the shower, and he would come back out in a few minutes to take me away from my anxieties once again.  

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