Chapter 8 (Jasper)

Eventually, Mandy sat down. Her movements were slow and almost timid in a way like she didn’t quite know what to make of this situation. I didn’t blame her. After nearly freezing to death and falling into unconsciousness, all of this had to be a bit overwhelming.

She took a bite of her food, chewing slowly.

I watched her intently, trying to figure out if she liked it or not.

She went in for another bite and then another.

“ what do you think?”

“This is pretty good.” She answered. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. I just want you to be comfortable.”

She nodded. “I appreciate all the help. I owe you my life.” Her cheeks turned rosy in color as she looked away, unable to make eye contact.

“It’s Wolf you should be thanking,” I said with a chuckle. “I had no idea you were out there.”

“Oh…” She looked down at the dog before feeding him a bit of her food. “Thanks, Buddy.”

For a while, we were silent. I wanted to initiate some conversation, but after living on my own for so long it was hard to get back into the swing of things. Back when I was in business I had no problem filling up the silence with mindless chatter. Now, things were different.

“Um… so…” I started but immediately felt like an idiot. 

“Yes?” She cocked her head to the side, a glass of orange juice in hand. “I have a feeling you want to tell me something.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Fine. I guess. Some of my joints feel a little stiff  there’s not much we can do about that.”

“Would you like me to give you a massage?” I made the offer without even realizing what I had said. “I mean, only if you want me to.”

She blushed even harder. “Oh… that’s very kind of you but I wouldn’t want to burden you or anything.”

“It wouldn’t be a burden,” I said.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I want you to feel better. There isn’t much I can do, stranded in the cabin.”

“Stranded?”

“Yes. We’re snowed in.”

“We are?” She asked. “ I’m stuck here?”

“At least for the time being.”

She got up, heading for the window. Since she was so small, she had to get on her tippy toes to glance over the ledge. “Shit. That’s a lot of snow.”

Without a word I walked up behind her, admiring her figure. Hourglass. With curves and valleys to spare. At that moment, I wanted to pull her close and hold her tight.  if I did that, it wouldn’t stop there. It would be impossible to resist her lips. To keep my lust under control.

“About three or four feet. The temperature is supposed to stay in the single digits so it’s going to take a while to melt.”

“I see.” She turned around slowly, looking up at me. “In that case, I guess I’ll take you up on that massage offer. I could really use one.”

“Of course,” I said with a smile, taking a step forward. Without thinking, I placed my hand on her cheek, feeling the silkiness of her skin underneath my palm, before I leaned into her, kissing her ever so softly.

At first, her lips were stiff against mine. My hands fell to the small of her back, locking our hips together.

Soon, however, she started to kiss me, her lips dancing in time with mine.

I pulled her even closer, enjoying the feeling of her warmth.

Her fingers crept into my hair, pulling on it slightly.

Unable to control myself, I pushed her against the wall. I growled, kissing her even harder as my dominate nature came to the forefront. My fingers tightened around her wrists, pinning them over her head, hips grinding into hers, cock coming to life between my legs.

God, this woman was sexy.

I pulled away, breathless.

“Wow… that’s a new definition of ‘massage.’  I like it.” Mandy smirked.

“You liked that, baby?” I whispered, voice husky with desire. “Because there’s plenty more where that came from.” I winked, leaning down, kissing the side of her neck.

She reacted immediately, back arching, hips thrusting in my direction. “Jasper…”

The sound of my name on her hips was too much for me to handle. I grabbed her by the hips and hoisted her into my arms.

Her legs wrapped around my waist, ankles locking behind me.

She grinned at me, eyes bright with naughty intentions.

Oh, this was going to be a fun day together. I could already feel it.

She tangled her fingers in my hair once more, pulling me in for another kiss. Our tongues twisted into one another as I carried her up to my bedroom on the second floor.

There, I tossed her onto the mattress, already picturing all the dirty things I would do to her. “I’m going to make you feel so good…” I whispered, slowly getting on top of her, hand creeping underneath her thin shirt.

“I can’t wait.” She responded. “ less talk and more doing.”

I chuckled at her eagerness. “As you wish,” I said, nibbling at her sensitive skin before ripping off her clothes article by article. Once they were scattered across my room, I attacked her nipples with my tongue, letting it flick over them, back and forth, watching how her body reacted to the sensation.

She could barely keep still, bucking her hips into the air, silently begging for more.

I continued to tease her, sucking on her areolas and taking my time, making sure she enjoyed every second of what I was doing to her.

By the end of the night, my only goal was to make her scream with pleasure.