“What do you mean?”
He runs a thumb over my lower lip, his eyes soft. “He asked if I thought you would forgive him, and I told him about Sarah. He told me that she would forgive me.”
My eyes start burning instantly. “She would.”
“Yeah,” he breathes. “I’m starting to think she would. And it’s all because of you and those kids. They’ve made me feel… I don’t know. More worthy or something.”
My stomach twists. “You’ve always been worthy, baby.”
His lips curve into a sweet smile. “I think we’re all learning that lesson in real time. With our new family.”
Surging forward, I capture his lips with mine, shifting until I’m lying on top of him. He cups the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair, as he kisses me back. His tongue swipes my bottom lip.
“My sweet Arlo. I’m so crazy about you,” he breathes before kissing me again.
The kiss gets out of control quickly, and all my blood rushes to my cock. I grind it against him shamelessly, moaning into his mouth with each pass of his tongue over mine.
Gripping my waist, Jasper moves me until he’s lined my cock up with his, and on the next slow roll of my hips, we groan in sync.
“That’s it, baby boy,” he rasps. “I need this. Need you.”
A little thrill shoots through me. I love giving Jasper what he needs. It’s like nothing else in the world. We’ve come so far from the very first time I felt his lips on mine. I could have never imagined this would be my life. That the man I thought was playing a prank on me would end up being the love of my life.
“I’m yours,” I breathe, trying to get closer to him.
Jasper rolls me over, pinning me to the bed.
He kisses me again. And again, and again. Not stopping until I’m breathless. Not stopping until I’m moaning and my cock is leaking where it’s trapped between us.
Finally, with a gasping inhale, Jasper breaks away and presses his forehead to mine. He’s panting, his chest heaving, his breath fanning across my lips.
I’m no better off. My cock is aching, my hips still rocking. I can’t control them at all. No one has ever made me feel as good—as wanted and loved and cherished—as Jasper Tate.
“Baby boy?”
“Yeah?”
He brushes his nose over mine. “Can we switch things up tonight?”
He’s been all about face-to-face and slow and sweet ever since I told him I wanted to be made love to, but I’m good with anything. “Sure. How do you want me?”
When he pulls back, making eye contact with me, I’m surprised. He searches my gaze, nibbling on his bottom lip. “Inside me.”
Chapter 36
Jasper
Assoonasthewords leave my mouth, Arlo’s eyes widen. I’m sure it’s out of left field for him, but it’s something I’ve been thinking about for a while. It wouldn’t be the first time, but it would be the first time in a long fucking time.
I trust him. I want him. And I want this with him. I want to feel him moving inside me. I want his cum dripping out of me. I just…want.
“You really want that?” he finally whispers, his beautiful eyes darting between mine as his pupils dilate.
“So much.”
Swallowing so hard his throat clicks, Arlo nods. “Okay. But I have one condition.”
“Anything, baby boy.” I’d give him the world on a fucking platter. I’d rip out my own heart and place it in his hands. I’d give him my very last breath.
