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One of his hands moved between their bodies and searched for her heated warmth, his fingers opening her gently as he felt the silky moistness. She gasped with pleasure as he stroked the swollen heart of her with expert precision, her nerves quivering in escalating excitement as the pressure for release built, making her feel as if her body were hovering on the edge of a very steep precipice.
‘You feel so ready for me,’ he groaned against her mouth. ‘So tight and wet.’
She was beyond speech; all she could do was feel what he was doing to her. Her whole body was zinging with spiralling sensations as his mouth left hers to kiss a blazing pathway down her body, dawdling over her breasts, stopping at her belly button just long enough to set it alight, before he went to where every nerve in her body seemed to have gathered in one tiny pearl of pressure that ached and pulsed to be released.
The first hot flicker of his tongue arched her back, her whimpering cry rising high in the air as he did it again and again. She couldn’t hold back the storm of sensation that exploded in her body like a volcano that had waited years to erupt. She felt each earth-shattering tremor and the delicious aftershocks in every part of her body, leaving her weak and spent in his arms.
He reached for a condom in the bedside chest of drawers and she watched with bated breath, her excitement building all over again as she saw him apply it to his length.
He came back over her, his mouth taking hers in a hard, probing kiss as his body surged forward into her honeyed warmth. Hayley flinched as he entered her, her inner muscles untrained at accepting the unfamiliar length and breadth of him.
Jasper stilled his movements and, holding himself up on his bent arms, looked at her in concern. ‘Am I rushing you?’
‘No … no, of course not,’ she said, pressing her spine into the mattress in an effort to relax.
A small frown appeared on his forehead. ‘You have had sex before, haven’t you?’
‘Of course I have.’
‘How many times?’
‘Um … just the once …’
He let out an expletive and began to withdraw.
‘No!’ She clutched at him to keep him inside her. ‘I want this to be special. My first time was a disaster … that’s why I never really got around to repeating it.’
His frown became even heavier. ‘Did he force himself on you?’
‘No, of course not,’ she said. ‘We were both young and inexperienced. He didn’t know what he was doing and I certainly wasn’t much help. It was over before it began.’
‘I wish you had told me,’ he said, still frowning. ‘I could have taken things a little slower. Did I hurt you?’
‘Not really …’
He tipped up her chin and made her lock gazes with him. ‘Did I hurt you, Hayley?’
She compressed her lips, the sudden urge to cry taking her completely by surprise. ‘Not much …’ she whispered.
He swore again and began to pull out, but she anticipated it and grasped at his buttocks, digging her fingers in. ‘Please show me what the fuss is all about,’ she said. ‘Please, Jasper. I want to know how it feels to come during sex. I’ve never felt that before. For years I’ve felt like a failure in bed. Make me feel like a woman should feel.’
He hesitated, but Hayley could already feel his body stirring within the tight sheath of hers. She tensed and released her inner muscles and he groaned and sank forward, his control slipping. She felt every thrust, the first ones restrained, cautious and tender until his control finally slipped out of his reach. He began to increase his pace, his breathing rate rising, the tension in his body building as he drove on, each surging movement bringing her closer to the point of no return. It was beyond anything she could have imagined to feel his strength and heat and passion filling her so completely. The musky scent of him, the salty taste of his skin, the rough abrasion of his masculine jaw on the tender softness of her face were so incredibly sensual and exciting.
His mouth became increasingly demanding and his tongue commanding in its subjugation of hers. She returned his fiery kiss with growing urgency, her tongue flicking against his, her hands stroking the sweat-slicked skin of his back as he rocked with escalating need against her. Her body tightened around him, holding him, releasing him, holding him until she heard him suck in a tight breath as he desperately fought for control.
He caressed her intimately, coaxing her back to paradise with ever quickening strokes that sent her beyond thought as her body prepared itself for another free fall of rapture. Every nerve tightened, every sensory outlet jangling with need until she was perched on the edge again, her body straining for the final lift off. As if he sensed she was ready to fly again, she felt his whole body tensing momentarily, before he surged forward again with a series of pumping explosive thrusts that triggered her release, his breath whooshing out on a deep groan of satisfaction in the afterglow of his own.
Hayley’s body felt as if it had been shattered into a thousand tiny pieces and now each one of them was floating back down to the bed to resume its place on her person. Her breathing was still out of order, her belly still quivering with the tremors that had rocked her to the core.
She watched as Jasper rolled away, his strong, muscular body delighting her all over again. She reached out a hand and stroked it down the length of his flank, her eyes meeting his as he turned back to face her.
‘Still want to play, baby girl?’ he asked with a dangerously sexy smile lighting his brown-black gaze.
Hayley was surprised at her own boldness; she had never felt so sensually alive and confident before. She stroked her fingers upwards from his thigh, bending forward to press her mouth against the jut of his hip, her tongue doing little circles, wider and wider until he was flat on his back, his growing arousal so close to her mouth she saw his chest and abdomen pull in sharply in anticipation. It was an intoxicating sense of power to have him lying under her command, his whole body quivering as she came closer and closer with her lips in hot, moist little kisses.
She heard him muffle a rough expletive as her lips brushed against him tentatively, the ridged muscles of his abdomen tensing as she moistened her mouth with her tongue. His hands clenched the sheets either side of his body as she tasted him, a groan coming from deep inside him as she stroked her tongue over him experimentally.
‘Where the hell did you learn to do that?’ he asked on the tail end of another ragged groan.
