Chapter 30 (Jasper)

“Are you sure you don’t want some tea? It’ll only take me a minute to make.” I suggested, rubbing her arm up and down.

“I’m sure.” She closed her eyes. “Just promise me that if anything happens, you won’t do anything stupid to try and save me.”

“I promise,” I said, kissing the top of her head. “ the police force will find him.”

“It’s been six months… that’s getting into cold case territory.” She grumbled, ever pessimistic about the whole thing.

“Maybe you should consider going back there and lighting a fire under their asses,” I said, trying to lighten up the mood.

She shook her head. “I liked being a detective but it’s irritating to want to do something and then not be able to because the powers that be think you’re too invested in the case. Shouldn’t that be a good thing? Wouldn’t that motivate you toward solving it? I just don’t get it and I really don’t want to play politics.”

“Well, you make a pretty savvy expense manager for the company so I don’t mind.”

“Three years of stats in college is finally paying off.” She laughed.

“Why didn’t you go into accounting?” I asked.

She shrugged. “I thought it was boring at the time. Besides, I never thought I would find a proper job in this economy.”

“You aren’t bored now, are you?”

“Are you kidding? Living with you has been the best thing that could have happened to me. I feel so refreshed living in the mountains. I spend my mornings looking at numbers and then I get to spend my afternoons with the man of my dreams.”

I smiled. “Do you really think I’m the man of your dreams?”

“Well, you’re constantly there when I’m asleep.”

“ usually in your nightmares. I don’t know if that counts.”

She frowned. “Still…”

“Do you ever dream of me not dying?”

“Sometimes.” She blushed.

“What’s up with the face?”

“What face?”

“You turned into a tomato.”

“What are you talking about?”

The bedroom was dark but the moonlight had filtered in through the curtains, illuminating off her face. I could tell that she was blushing and blushing hard. To prove my point, I turned on the bedside lamp, look her cheeks into my hands, and ran my thumbs along her skin. “You’re hot.”

“I…”

Suddenly, I smirked, realizing what was going on. “Oh, I see…” I chuckled. “You have naughty dreams about me, don’t you?”

She blushed even harder.

“That’s exactly what it is.”

“Well, what did you expect? You’re sexy as hell…” She whispered, looking up at me from underneath her eyelashes.

“Yeah?”

She nodded. “I think so…”

“Let’s just see if you’re telling the truth.” Slowly, I crept my hand into her pajama bottoms. I took my time, letting my fingertips dance around her thighs.

“Jasper… I don’t think. We have a lot of work to do in the morning… The budget is due at ten.”

“Fuck the budget. You’re more important right now.” I growled against her neck before nibbling on her skin ever so gently, leaving behind faint teeth marks.

“Jasper…”

“Shh.” To keep her quiet, I planted a firm kiss on her lips.

Instantly, she melted into it, raising her hips into the air to meet mine.

Already, my cock was coming to life between my legs.

I pinned her to the bed, grinding against her, letting her feel just how massive I really was. Soon, the bed rocked underneath our movements but still, we did not stop. Oh no, this was only just the beginning.

Finally, I pressed my hand against her panties, keeping it there for a moment, wondering how she would react.

She whimpered, thrusting her hips into the air, begging for more.

“What’s the matter, baby girl?” I asked almost innocently.

“You can’t…”

“I can’t what?” I teased, nibbling on her earlobe.

She groaned.

I chuckled. “You want it that bad, don’t you?”

She nodded. “You can’t just toy with me like this.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s torture.”

“You seem to like it.”

“I love it.”

“Then maybe I should just play with you until the sun comes up. What do you think about that?”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, trust me, I’ll do it.” I grinned. “Or, you can beg me really nicely and maybe I’ll give you exactly what you want. I’ll hold your arms over your head, pin you place, and just have my way with you, cock pumping in and out of you. Would you like that, baby?”

“Mmm.” She threw her head back and licked her lips.

“You like it when I talk dirty to you, don’t you?” I started to rub her pussy through her panties. She was already soaking through the wet material. “ tell me exactly what you want,” I demanded.

“Jasper…” Her face was flushed. “I…” Nervously, she tugged at my hair.

It was cute how bashful she became whenever things became intimate. While she was a vixen in bed, sometimes, it took a little coaxing to get her going. This seemed to be one of those times.

“Come on, baby, just tell me what you want.”

She took a deep breath and looked into my eyes. “I want you.”

“You’re going to have to do better than that,” I said, rubbing her even harder, pushing the fabric against her pussy, getting it drenched in her juices.

She moaned, lifting her hips into the air.

“I want every inch of you.” She began, back arched, toes curled. I could tell that she was already surging with pleasure despite this being just the beginning. “I want to feel your thick cock inside my tight little pussy. I want you to fuck me so hard that it’s hard to walk straight. I want you to hold my wrists and press your body against mind so that I know exactly who’s doing all these naughty things to me. Take me, Jasper. I’m yours.”