Chapter Seven
“I want you to come inside.”
Oh, thank God!
“That sounds more like an order than an invitation.” He cupped her cheek in his hand. “You keep surprising me. You seemed so much shyer than you’ve been on our dates.” He kissed her, pulled away, and ran his tongue over her bottom lip. “Of course I’ll come inside. Are you prepared for what happens when I do?”
“I’m prepared. It’s all I can think about.” Her honest words shocked him as he kissed along her jaw.
She tilted her head back and he gently bit her neck. “Me too.”
She unlocked the door and he closed it with a thud behind them. Her handbag slipped to the ground and he watched as she slipped off her shoes. The loose skirt that he’d longed to slide his hand up all night flowed around her, and he licked his lips at the thought of the thighs that had teased him all evening. Finally, he’d have his chance.
“Are you sure about this?” He stood rooted to the spot inside the door. The moment they crossed this line, there was no way he would be able to turn back. He needed to know this was really what she wanted.
“I'm sure.” She stepped into his arms and curled her fingers into the back of his hair. Her breasts pressed against him and her sparkling eyes looked up with a mischievous twinkle. “You seem uncertain. That's not the Jasper I’ve watched bring women to their knees all these years.”
He slipped his arms around her and cupped her bottom. The soft material under his fingers allowed him to feel everything. Her panties rode up over her ass cheeks, and the thought of exploring her body made him instantly hard. She sighed a happy sound as he bunched up the back of her skirt and ran his hands over her skin. He ground himself against her, moving back and forth, teasing sounds from her throat. Her eyes were already closed and he watched as her mouth fell open. God, he wanted to do things to her mouth—wanted to fuse his flesh with hers.
He bent his knees and gripped her tightly before lifting her. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she moved her lips to his. “I wanted this to be slow,” he said between kisses, “but I don't think that's going to happen.”
“We can go slow the second time,” she said, and the breathless urgency in her voice had him moving past doorways, searching for her bedroom. She pointed down the hall and he pushed the door open with his shoulder. A large bed piled high with perfectly arranged cushions greeted him.
Of course there are cushions!
He draped her across the bed, running his hands across her taut stomach and gripping her thighs. In the darkness, he could just make out her smile. He watched as her hands reached down and pulled up her skirt, inviting him to continue what they had started. He didn't need to be asked twice, and he quickly slipped his fingers inside her panties and pulled them down. Throwing them aside, he pulled his shirt off and lay above her on the bed. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, squeezing him close and kissing his neck. Her blazing hot passion sparked a familiar hot longing deep in his groin, and he ground himself against her mound.
Their tongues made magic together, twisting and twirling as their sounds mingled. His hands roamed her body, and she cried out when he dragged her shirt down and exposed one breast. Warm wetness teased her as his tongue found its target and swirled around and around. She held him tightly against her while her other hand ran down his back. The sounds she made captivated him; he yearned to possess her.
Her fingertips ran around the back of his jeans until they slipped inside to caress his naked ass. She pulled her mouth away from his and exclaimed, “You're not wearing underwear!”
“I very rarely do when I'm not at work.” Her fingers continued exploring, and the sensation of her skin against his ramped up his arousal. When he pulled away to undo his pants, she sat up to help him, and they dragged them down together. Her mouth was perilously close to his dick, and she licked her lips before he lifted her head to look at him. “Oh, no you don't. I'd last about 20 seconds if you put your mouth on me now.”
“Damn! I guess we’ll save that for later.”
“Promise?”
“Definitely. Now come here, I can't wait anymore.”
“Just one sec.” He dragged her shirt up and over her head, before expertly undoing the clip on her bra. He threw it over his shoulder with a grin and pushed her back onto the bed.
With a groan, he covered her body with his once more, his mouth seeking her breast and his free hand tweaking the nipple he’d licked earlier. She arched her back and pressed against him, loving the feel of him above her. He pulled away and pushed her legs apart before gripping himself and guiding his cock to her entrance. She spread her legs wide, all of her usual shyness forgotten. At least in bed, she could let herself go.
His male scent was maddening, and her clenching pussy yearned for him. She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him forward as he pushed his hot length deep inside. Delicious feelings engulfed her as he started a steady pattern of movement between her legs. He withdrew and drove home again, filling her and watching her writhe below him. With each stroke, he touched her in places that had been neglected for too long. She felt him everywhere.
His greedy mouth took possession of hers as she focused on the sensations rushing through her body. Her hands moved across his back and smoothed the light sheen of sweat that had broken out. He pummelled her, moving from side to side, groaning against her lips when she squeezed tightly around him. The driving force built up the intoxicating tension between them as urgent shockwaves pulsed from her core.
She pulled away from his mouth and arched herself shamelessly against him, every thrust squeezing new sounds from her throat. His hands gripped her breasts as he pounded into her over and over. The torment was too much, and she let herself go, riding a sensual crest as sensation took hold of her body. As the sounds accompanying her explosive orgasm filled the room, Jasper immediately shuddered his release, spilling his seed deep inside her and slapping his flesh against hers until he was spent.
He collapsed on top of her, careful not to crush her as he caught his breath. Her hands wrapped around his back and she kissed a trail along his shoulder blade. Their gasps mingled in the darkness, each of them deeply satisfied.
Jasper rolled to the side and pulled her with him. “Your turn to be on top.” She giggled and settled herself above him, sliding her wetness along his shaft.
“You can't possibly do that again so soon.”
“No one said I had to do it again straightaway. Just let me look at you.” His index finger traced a circle around her nipple, and she sighed. His hands were warm and strong as they explored every inch of her belly and chest. He pulled her forward and wrapped his lips around one hard pebble. Her breath caught in her throat when his hand caressed her other breast and pushed them together in front of his mouth. She gripped the bedhead as she hovered over him, his lips moving from one nipple to the other, biting and licking, sucking first one and then the other. Need flared deep in her belly. She couldn't believe she wanted him again so soon—couldn’t believe she had any energy left after the pleasure he had pulled from her body. She moaned as he continued to drive her into a frenzy.
She pulled away and placed her lips on his, slipping her tongue into his mouth. He dragged her to him, clutching her hair in an iron grip and thrilling her senses. She felt him stir below her, and a wicked smile crept onto her lips. She moulded intimately to him, sliding and slipping, encouraging his engorgement.
His kisses made promises she hoped his body could keep. She wasn't ready for this night to be over—not when she'd dreamed of it for so long. If nothing else ever happened between them, it would be her own sensual, secret memory.
He lifted her slightly, raising his now-erect cock and angling it toward her. She lowered herself, inch by succulent inch, finally grinding against him when he was fully embedded. She tucked her feet under his thighs and began moving gently above him. His hands sought hers and they linked their fingers together to hold her arms wide and support her weight as his eyes stayed glued to her swinging tits.
She watched him watching her and felt a new thrill of excitement shoot down her spine. Jasper didn’t try to hide his lust—it was written all over his face. The thought that he wanted her had her moving faster above him, pushing hard against him and revelling in the intimacy. He let go of one hand, licked his thumb, and reached down to rub it over her clit, almost bringing her to an instant climax.
“Oh, God.”
“You are so hot. I could watch you all day and all night.”
She gasped as she tried to speak, “Better apply for leave.”
He laughed and dragged her lips toward his again. He was more forceful now, plunging inside her mouth and biting her lip hard while he held her tightly against him. She returned the gesture, sinking her teeth into his top lip, and his response was immediate as he arched his back to get deeper inside.
“I’ve dreamed about doing this with you.” He whispered the words so softly she might have imagined them while his hands made urgent demands on her flesh. He held her waist and drove into her over and over, groaning whenever she squeezed her muscles around him. His fingers dug into her skin as his dark eyes watched her enjoy herself; her nipples peaked and hardened as they swayed above him. Everything about Jasper Collins was sexy. Her daydreams had been nothing compared to the reality of him.
Slowing his movements, he pulled her forward to lie on top of him. He pushed her knee, indicating she should stretch out her leg; she did as he wanted and straightened both legs. The sensation where he penetrated her was like nothing she’d ever felt. Suddenly, she was moving against him and he was wrapping his legs around her. His shaft glided directly over her clit with every movement, and the heat between her legs exploded as they moved together. The friction as she pumped onto him drove her crazy, and it wasn’t long before the deep, familiar tingling started.
She gasped as her climax raced toward her, trying to think of something else—anything to hold it off for a few more seconds. He was moaning below her, and she knew he was close to losing control. Coming together was sexy and she longed to wait for him, but it was no use—she was too turned on. The shockwaves of pleasure burst through her, causing her to clench hard around him. That was enough to send him over the edge, and they both cried out, their sounds of pleasure joining to become one in the darkness.
She turned her head and settled against his chest as his groans subsided. Every so often, she raised her head and kissed his nipple, then settled down again. Her thighs were slick, but she had no desire to wash it off. His hands ran over her back and grazed the curve of her breast squashed against his chest. She was completely exhausted and her limbs had turned to jelly.
The last thought she had as she drifted off to sleep was that she hadn’t let the cat in.