Well, that makes two of us.
I help him get my shirt off, and then I’m bare in front of him.
My cock is pulsing, my stomach coiled tight with arousal at the way he’s slowly taking me in. I don’t have a lot going for me, but I’ve got this, and I know it.
Jasper slides a hand up my body, cupping my balls and stroking my hard cock, before letting it go and dragging his warm palm over my stomach and up to my chest.
When he tweaks my nipples, I gasp, arching into his touch.
“So responsive,” he murmurs, almost like he’s surprised.
“Please,” I gasp, my eyelids fluttering shut. I don’t want to rush it, but I also can’t wait much longer. I’ve wanted this—him—for so long. Almost since the first time I met him. It’s unbearable sometimes—how much I want him.
He shifts, and my eyes fly open. Reaching into his nightstand, he pulls out a bottle of lube and a packet of condoms. I nearly pout. I don’t want him to use a condom, but I know that’s pretty damn stupid of me.
“What’s that face?” he asks with a slight grin.
“I don’t want to use a condom.”
His eyebrows shoot up, and he pauses, looking at the condom in his hand. “I have my test results from my last physical in my email. I haven’t been with anyone since.”
My stomach flips, my heart jumping into my throat. “Are you serious?”
“Do you have anything like that?”
I nod, then gesture. “My jeans. Phone. My phone. In my jeans.”
Jasper climbs off the bed, grabbing my phone out of my pocket before handing it to me. I sit up, going into my email. “I got tested before I moved here.” It was necessary after I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me. “I haven’t been with anyone since.”
I turn my phone, showing Jasper the email, and he does the same for me.
After we put our phones down, we just stare at each other for a second.
“Wow,” he murmurs. “I can’t believe my night turned out like this.”
“Yeah,” I breathe, shifting on the bed as my dick dribbles pre-cum.
His eyes dart down. “Oh, this is gonna be so fun, sweetheart.”
He pushes me backward, then crawls over me again, dropping his lips to mine. Despite how frantic I feel, his kisses are slow and measured, not frenzied like earlier. When he breaks away with a deep breath, I can feel his smile. “I’m gonna take such good care of you.”
I groan. Fuck, that sounds so good. It’s been so, so long since I’ve been taken care of. Since I’ve allowed myself to admit that I need that. And even though he doesn’t mean it in the same way as me, it still sends shivers down my spine.
Warm lips settle on my collarbone, then shift to my throat. Jasper presses kiss after kiss into my skin, and by the time he’s kneeling between my legs, sucking a bruise into my hipbone, I’m almost delirious with how much I want him.
“Please,” I gasp out, tangling my fingers in his hair.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispers. “Every inch of you. So pretty.” He kisses my hipbone, over the spot he left a hickey. “So soft.” His lips coast down to the crease of my thigh. “So sweet.” He buries his face in my trimmed pubes and inhales deeply. “All mine.”
His words send an electric jolt down my spine.
“At least for tonight,” he adds.
Right. For tonight.For tonight. I need to remember that. Because even if he wanted more. I can’t. I don’t. I have bigger things to worry about. More important things. Salem and Nora flash through my mind before I shove them away. I deserve one night without stressing about them.
“What’s wrong?” Jasper asks.
“Nothing,” I say quickly. “Come on. Please.”
