Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Behind Steel Bars

By Midnight Dreamer

Chapter 35: Heaven in Hell.

Previously:

Where she got the cuffs from he had no idea – but what she did next caused his eyes to widen so much that he looked like an owl…

Isabella stood from Jaspers’ lap and sauntered a few steps away, turning to look straight at him.

“Now Mr. Whitlock, what was it you were sayin’ just a few moments ago? Oh, that’s right – you planned on getting away with more then just kidnapping me. What is it that you planned on getting away with exactly? I truly am curious to know what you were thinking.”

“Isabella..Ma’am..” Jasper gulped.

Isabella threw her head back and laughed at the deer-caught-in-the-headlights look Jasper was sportin. Her laughter echoed through the near empty building, bouncing off the bare concrete walls. She had never known Jasper to stutter, he was always so in control. This was priceless. She would have to share this with Peter and Charlotte…but then again maybe this should be kept for her personal pleasure.

“What’s a matter, Whitlock? Cat got your tongue?”

Isabella could of swore she heard him mumble “I know a pussy I would like to have on my tongue” but she simply shook it off.

“Ma’am?”

“Spit it out, Whitlock! I wanna know what your plans are before I agree – or disagree – with them.”

Jasper quirked his brow at her. Was she serious? He was hoping for a hot make out session…maybe some sneaky groping. How far was she willing to take this? Only one way to find out:

“I planned on tastin’ every inch of your body. Teasin’ ya ta the height of pleasure and then stopping only ta do it once again… Then I planned on plungin’ my hard cock inta ya already throbbing pussy and fuckin’ ya till ya saw nothing but stars. I’ll be makin’ sure ya scream out ma’ name so loud, no one would confuse who ya belonged ta.”

The moan that slid out of Isabella’s lips escaped before she could stop it, causing a devilish smirk to appear on Jasper’s face: Isabella liked dirty talk! Well, he could work with that…

“What’s wrong, Ma’am? Are ya okay?”

Panting heavily Isabella shot a glare Jasper’s way, making him laugh.

“Do ya find something funny, Whitlock?”

Isabella smiled wickedly as she approached Jasper like she was stalking him. A slight shiver of anticipation rolled down his spine as Isabella straddled Jasper once again before leaning in to whisper into his ear:

“Well, I find this funny Whitlock…”

Isabella grabbed hold of his shirt and ripped it open. The buttons pulling off and pinging off the different metals around the room. She began to lick from his ear down his neck toward his shoulders. Sliding his shirt off of his body as far as it could go with him being cuffed. Continuing to lick and now nibble on his chest, Isabella took one of his nipples in between her teeth and rolled it slowly.

Jasper moaned; what she was doing to him was pure torture. He wasn’t sure how far she was going to take things but no matter what, he knew it was going to be hell!

Isabella slid further down Jaspers’ body; more moans and pants leaving his lips. She knew what she was doing was driving him insane. It was revenge: how dare he talk to her like that – and then laugh! She would make him pay for his fuckery. Reaching out, she slowly unbuckled his belt…

Jasper’s eyes snapped to attention. What was this evil vixen doing to him? He locked eyes with her, watching every move she made as she slowly unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down with her teeth. He wanted to throw his head back and let his eyes roll into the recesses of his mind but he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from hers.

Isabella slowly slid his pants down to his knees. Giving her enough room to do what she needed. She could see his prominent erection straining to break free of the confining boxers he was wearing. She smiled up at him, bringing her hand to gently stroke him through the fabric.

Jasper couldn’t help it. His eyes rolled back and his head tilted toward the ceiling as a deep throaty moan escaped him. It had been over two years since anyone but himself had touched him intimately. It felt like an out of body experience to him.

Isabella grew wetter at the sight of the pleasure she was bringing him. Deciding now was the time, while he was distracted, she slid his boxers down to his knees to join his jeans. Jasper was a well endowed man. She was startled by the size at first but then licked her lips in delight. Licking the pre-cum from his tip, he jumped.

Jasper jumped at the feel of her tongue stroking across the tip of his dick. He hadn’t even realized she had removed his boxers. He looked down to meet her eyes and the glint in her eyes told him her every intention. As he followed her movements he watched with rapt attention as she wrapped her lips around his member. He hissed at the contact at first but sighed as the pleasure shot through him.

Watching the pleasure spread across Jasper’s face showed Isabella that he was enjoying what she was doing. This pleased her and pushed her to move faster. Hollowing out her cheeks, she caused a vacuum-like suction to pull Jasper’s cock further into her mouth. Swirling her tongue around him as he got closer and closer to the back of her throat. Then his tip touched her throat she could feel him stiffen and shake slightly.  It wouldn’t be long now…. she picked up her speed as she bobbed up and down on him. Pulling moans from deep inside him.

“Isabella….I’m…al…most…ple..ase…oh…god…ggooonnn..nnnaaa..ccuuumm.”

Isabella felt his muscles contract under her fingers and his body went ramrod-straight. Soon he was filling her mouth with his hot seed. She continued sucking him in, drawing out every last drop he could give her. When he started to go limp in her mouth she pulled back, licking him clean before removing him completely from her mouth.

“Mmm… you taste divine.”

Isabella smiled while licking his remaining juice off her lips.

Jasper couldn’t move, let alone reply to her. His whole body was shaking from the intense orgasm she had just given him. He was sure he blacked out briefly for a moment at the end there. Never… never in his entire life – teenager or adult – has he ever had such a cataclysmic experience. Not even with his ex-wife – she never gave oral, saying it was dirty, demeaning, and degrading of a proper lady… Proper lady his ass! A proper lady would never disregard the vows they pledged to one another and allow herself to be bedded by another man in his absence.

“Jasper, you okay?”

Isabella’s worried voice brought him back to himself some..

“Yeah…”

He replied in a breathy moan.

“I think I’ll let you rest some then… I’ll have Emmett come remove the cuffs in a little while.”

Isabella giggled. At the sound of Emmett’s name Jasper looked over at her with a scared expression until he looked down and noticed she had redressed him… at least his lower half, anyway. His shirt still hung open, but it was at least up on his shoulders.

“I’ll see ya later, Cowboy! I still have work to do.”

Isabella leaned over and kissed him with everything that was in her. He returned the kiss with just as much passion as she had.

“You were incredible.” He whispered in her ear before she pulled away.

Isabella blushed. The things this man brought out in her would get her in some serious trouble.

Jasper watched as Isabella sauntered out of the cell he was in. It wasn’t until she was gone did everything that happened come rushing back to him. He tried to move his hands to rub his face but realized he couldn’t: she really had left him handcuffed to the bed. Great! Emmett would never let him live this down. Just as he thought that, Emmett appeared wearing a mischievous grin that Jasper thought could rival Peter’s…

“Speak of the devil an he shall appear…” Jasper said to Emmett.

Emmett laughed and replied.

“Not the devil, man – just the gate keeper!”

“Come ta do ya Master’s bidding?”

“Of course.”

“And my torture for taday is what?”

“Nope. Judging by the way you look and the cat-that-ate-the-canary grin she was sportin’ when she left, I’d say she done that already”

“Right ya are – she worked my ass over good. Now could ya uncuff me?”

“Sure. How’d you end up this way anyway? I don’t remember her havin’ cuffs?”

“Me either.”

“She really is the devil. Making that shit appear out of nowhere. I knew she was evil!”

Jasper just laughed along with him. What could he say? He couldn’t deny it, nor could he agree to it – she had just brought Heaven to him when he felt like he was in Hell.