One of A Kind

New Moon: Chapter Forty-Three

I can't do it anymore. Jasper's music taste is all over the place, but of course, he decides to torture me with country music on our car trip. We are driving back home for the week for Bella's birthday. Luckily, the University of Washington is giving the students a week-long break that just so happens to fall on the week of Bella's birthday. She doesn't know it yet, but she has a surprise party awaiting her, as will I. She doesn't know I will be coming home for it. I called her and told her, sadly, I will not be making it. She is so gullible.

"Baby. I love you." I say and look at him. "But your music sucks so bad." I grab his phone, changing to a playlist of songs we both enjoy. I lay my head back and let out a sigh of relief. "Finally. Some peace."

"It does not suck. It is just not your cup of tea."

"My cup of tea? Look at you, trying to sound proper." He smiles at that. I look at the window, as the sides of the road begin to fill with trees, buildings disappearing into the distance. "When are we getting there?"

"In about an hour, darling."

"I'm so excited to see Bella. We haven't seen her since we moved out in August." Jasper and I got an apartment off campus together. We were basically living with each other over the summer, so it doesn't really feel any different. I let out a soft yawn right then.

"Take a nap, darling. I will wake you up when we pass the city sign."

"Thank you." I close my eyes, and I fall asleep very soon after that.

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I feel Jasper slightly shaking my shoulder. Time to wake up.

"Netta, time to wake up, darling. We just passed the Forks city sign."

"I was taking such a good nap." I give him a pouty face.

"You are always taking good naps."

I watch the town go by as we drive through downtown. Just as I remember it. Look at me. Acting like I haven't seen the town in forever when actually it has been a month. Things feel different when you finally move out of a small town. Things never change.

We turn down a familiar curved pathway. Lights are dangling from tree to tree. Alice must've had fun doing that. Seeing their house made me smile. I miss seeing them every day. It became a daily routine to come over to their place for the day and hang out all day, returning to my home to eat dinner and sleep. As we pull outside the garage, Alice and Rosalie open the door, waving at me. I jump out and run to them, hugging them.

"We missed you!" Rosalie says.

"I missed you guys too. It is so weird not seeing you guys every day." They both have big smiles on their faces. Alice drags me inside, telling me what I have to do tomorrow while she goes to school. I have to set up decorations, grab the cake, and blow up balloons. Luckily, Jasper will be a great assistant. And by an assistant, I mean that he will be doing most, if not all, of the work.

Esme walks out of the kitchen with a big warm smile. "Netta, it is so lovely to see you." I give her a big hug. "I have made you dinner. Your favorite." Oh, hell yes.

"Ugh, you're an angel. A delicious meal after an almost four-hour drive with traffic. Exactly what I need." I follow her into the kitchen and sit at the counter, watching her plate my food. She never lets me do it myself, so I stopped asking a long time ago. The moment she sets it down, I dig in. I definitely was hungry. For someone who doesn't eat, her cooking is amazing.

Once I'm finished, I offer to help with the dishes. She declines my offer, as usual. I walk upstairs to Jasper's room, finding that he already grabbed our bags and left them on the bed. At this point, it is almost 10:00, and I am ready for bed. I head to the bathroom, and start the shower, letting the bathroom get steamy before stripping. Even though it's only September, it is still as cold as it is in December. Once it is finally to the temperature of my liking, I take off my clothes and get into the shower.

As I am rinsing my hair, I feel arms wrapping around my waist. If this wasn't a normal occurrence, I would've screamed my head off, but of course, it's Jasper coming to join me.

"Fancy meeting you here." He says to me, kissing the back of my neck. Oh, this man. That's my weak spot.

"I was here first, buddy. Better be nice to me, or I'll have to kick you out."

"I know ways I can be nice to you." He whispers in my ear. This tends to also be a common occurrence. I turn around to look at him.

"And what are those ways?" I ask, tempting him. He responds by kissing me. First, it's a soft kiss, but then he starts kissing harder, moving his hands up and down my body until they stop further down.

He leans into me, putting his lips against my ear. "I can show you better than telling you." His right hand starts to move lower and lower until he finds the spot. The one spot that had me weak in the knees the second he brushed over it.

He circles his thumb around my clit, not touching the actual spot, which should be considered a form of torture. I let out a soft moan, shutting my mouth quickly. Even though they are definitely able to hear what is going on, I don't want to make it worse.

"Don't be quiet." My eyes go big. "They went hunting, but they will be back soon." Oh, thank god. He finally rubs circles on my clit, causing a louder moan to escape my mouth. "I love when you moan for me." He starts to pick up the pace. Suddenly, a finger slips in me, and another moan followed. He adds another finger in response. The pairing of him rubbing circles on my clit and pumping his fingers in and out of me has me a mess. Putty in his hands.

I start to feel myself getting closer to exploding, and I know he knows it. He looks at me, his eyes filled with lust and wickedness. He knows the effect he has on me and uses it to his advantage.

"I will let you know when you can cum." I groan at his words. He picks up the speed, grabbing my head with his other hand and pulling me in to kiss him. The pressure begins to build more and more. I don't know how much longer I can hold off. My moans and cries fill the room, thanking the whole family for going hunting during this time. "Hold it." He says.

"I can... only hold on... for so much longer," I whine. "Please, baby." I give him the puppy dog eyes. His weakness.

"Go ahead, baby." He speeds up, pushing me over the edge. I scream as I explode all over his fingers. He keeps pumping them in and out of me, prolonging my orgasm. This man will be the death of me.

Once I finally come back down from my high, he grabs my loofah and washes me off, and continues to wash the rest of my body. He smirks at me as I am trying to slow my breathing. He finally finishes and grabs my towel for me. I dry myself off and step out into his room, leaving the towel in the bathroom. His eyes widen, and his mouth drops. He was expecting me to put some clothes on. He was mistaken.

I make a show of walking over to his dresser, grabbing one of his shirts, and very slowly putting it on. I make eye contact with him as I walk over to his bed, crawling under the covers. He stands there for a moment, eyes still wide. The next thing I know, he is lying behind me, wrapping his arm around me, pulling me closer. I fall asleep to him softly, rubbing my back.