Control Chapter 2

 Chapter 2 – All I Need

 

BPOV

 

I try to reach for my clothes to cover myself as quickly as possible. What was I going to say to him? I can't believe I let this happen.

"Here you go," he said, handing me a blanket.

"Thank you," I whispered, not able to look him in the eye.

He reached over and gently tilted my chin up, so I would look at him.

"Bella, what's wrong? Why won't you look at me?" I could hear the concern in his voice.

"I...I've never done anything like this before. I just don't know if...I..." He reached over and wiped the tear that fell down my cheek.

"I don't do this sorta thing either, darlin', but there is something about you that I'm drawn to," he said as he caressed my face. “What happened was unexpected and incredible.”

"You don't regret it then?" I looked away, unable to look him in the eyes anymore.

"Not at all. It was wonderful, believe me.”

"I, I mean I just have limited experience, I've only been with one person before you, and that was my ex-husband. It was never like that with him," I said in just above a whisper.

“What did you mean?

I took another deep breath searching for the right words.  "I've never felt like that before, I didn't know it could be that way," I mumbled.

"I'm glad I could give that to you," he smiled at me. A smile that made me melt.

"You're so tense. Come here and relax, let me hold you." He pulled me toward him and I couldn't resist...I didn't want to resist.

I lay in his arms, breathing him in. What is it about him that turns my brain to mush?

I'm lost in the feeling of his hands lightly rubbing up and down my arms, as he holds me tight and places little kisses on top of my head.

"Can I ask you a question?"

I nodded my head, unable to talk. What is he going to ask me?

"Earlier, when I asked you to tell me about yourself, why did you react that way? I didn't mean to upset you; I just want to get to know you darlin'."

I sigh. ok, I can do this, I owe him that much. "I'm sorry about that...I...I...just don't like talking about myself. There's really not much to tell anyway, I'm not very...interesting."

"I beg to differ, I find you fascinating," he said. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes."

"Well, then let's get dressed and I'll heat up dinner."

We both get dressed. It's a little awkward, shuffling around for our clothes. We head for the kitchen; he pours himself a glass of wine and looks at me. Oh, those eyes will be the death of me.

"Would you like a glass?"

"Yes please. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No, darlin'. You just sit and I will have it ready in no time."

I sat down at the island and happily watched him. He reheats the sauce, runs hot water over the pasta, and slices the bread.

"So, what do you do for fun around these parts?" he asks.

"Not much, it's pretty boring here in Lexington. There is this one bar and grill called The Roadhouse that Alice and I hang out at. They have good bands and karaoke, and of course you can't forget Jesus Tomb the Bible themed mini golf place." I giggle.

"Mini golf...Bible themed as in the Bible?"

I nodded because I was laughing so hard.

"I haven't played that in a while," he laughs. "Who is Alice?"

"She's my best friend and ex-husband's sister. We're still close even though..." I trail off.

He turns to face me and sets my plate down. He sits down next to me. I wait for a reaction and get nothing. I'm twenty-one, divorced and he doesn't seem to care?

"Even though you're no longer married to her brother," he finishes my sentence for me.

"Yes," I say in a weak voice.

"Bella, there is nothing to be ashamed of. People get divorced all the time."

"Not in my family. Both our families tried to talk me into looking the other way," I quip.

"Looking the other way?" he sounded angry. "So, he was unfaithful?"

"Yes, a lot. I was the last one in the town to know...or maybe I just didn't want to admit it to myself."

"I'm sorry, that must've been hard to deal with."

"Yes, especially when everyone thinks you should suck it up and look the other way. Well, except Emmett, he wanted to kill him."

"I bet he did, but why would your father want you to stay with him?"

"Well, my father cheated on my mother, Renee, and she left him, and Susan just looks the other way. Now, if Emmett would ever cheat on Rose...she would kill him.

"Enough about me," I say, changing the subject as quickly as possible. "Tell me about you?"

"Well, I was born and raised in Galveston, Texas. My parents, Garrett and Maggie, grew up there. I have an older brother Peter, who is married to Charlotte, and they have a beautiful five-year-old girl, named Maria." He lit up when he talked about his family.

We finished dinner and I got up and tried to clear my plate. He stopped me.

"Darlin', relax, I got it. Would you like more wine?"

"No thanks, I'm not really much of a wine drinker."

"I have some beer in the fridge, thanks to Susan," he laughs.

"A beer would be perfect."

"A girl after my own heart," he says with a smirk. "Here you go."

"So, Jasper, did you grow up on a horse farm?"

"No, my first job when I was sixteen was on a farm, you know bailing hay, grooming, cleaning stalls. I quickly fell in love with the horses and wanted to learn everything I could. The owner, Sam Uley, took me under his wing and taught me all he knew."

We take our drinks and head for the living room. Where the rest of the night was spent curled up on his sofa, talking and laughing about everything and anything. It felt good to just let go at to end.

"Oh my, it's late, I better go," I go to stand up and he stops me.

"Stay."

"Jasper?" He's looking at me with those blue eyes. I am paralyzed.

"Please," he says as he leans in to kiss me.

The kiss starts off sweet and becomes intense very quickly. He pulls me closer to him. I wrap my arms around his neck, and his tongue pushes my lips apart and enters my mouth. He slowly lowers me to the sofa and is hovering over me, looking into my eyes. It feels like he's looking deep into my soul.

"Stay with me Bella, please."

He's panting and I can feel his arousal. My body is aching for his touch. I want to stay and my body needs me to stay.

"Ok, I will," is all I managed to squeak out.

He picks me up off the couch, carries me to the bedroom and places me on the bed. My head is swimming with all things Jasper. He places feather-light kisses down my neck.

"I want to worship your body, Bella," he whispers in my ear. "Would you like that darlin'?"

"Yes," I moan as his hands roam my body.

I woke up the next morning to the sun shining through the window and the birds chirping. I am wrapped in Jasper's arms, and the incredible night we spent together comes flooding back. It's like he owned a map to my body, he knew just what do to send me over the edge.

Last night was the most amazing night of my life. Which made me happy and sad at the same time. Why was it never like that with Edward? I loved Edward with all my heart, but sex was never like that.

I look up at Jasper's beautiful face as I watch him sleep, scared to death of what the future holds for us, if anything. My heart was still shattered from Edward. Was I ready for this?

 

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