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“Good.” He stroked between her legs gently with his fingers as he canted his hips back and pumped into her again. “I’d like to take my time but…”
Need welled in her anew, her body urgent again. “Slow is overrated.”
He chuckled under his breath. “Next time.”
Next time.That was when it hit her fully. They’d get to do this again. This was a thing they could do now, that they’d decided to do together. The thought was enough to make Hollyn giddy. And that was the last thought she had because Jasper begin to move quickly then, pumping into her with long, deep strokes, his fingertips circling her clit in rhythm and sending a sunburst of sensations through her.
She dug her fingers into the wall, trying to hold off the oncoming freight train of her orgasm, but her body was too keyed up, the feel of him too sweet, the images of Jasper touching himself still too fresh in her mind’s eye. Everything inside her went tight and hot at the same time, her body vibrating like a plucked string. “Jasper.”
“God, baby. So good.” He pumped harder, his breath harsh against her neck and the scent of him driving her higher. Then, she fell apart. Her eyes squeezed shut, and a sharp cry escaped her throat, the soundproof room absorbing their secret.
Jasper’s groan joined in, and he seated himself deep, the searing heat of his release spilling into her as he tipped over his own edge. The jagged, primitive sounds he made, mixed in with a few gaspedfucks, were going to be forever imprinted on her brain. She wasn’t a virgin, but she’d never heard a man so openly undone, so raw, so goddamned sexy. She wished she could see his face. His body.
Next time.
Jasper held on to her as they coasted back to earth. The lights and sounds of the room came back to her in a gradual awareness, like waking up slowly from a dream. She breathed deeply, trying to settle herself, trying to find some semblance of self-control again. Jasper slipped out of her and kissed her between her shoulder blades. “Just give me a second, and I’ll get your things for you.”
She turned around, catching Jasper as he slid off the condom, tied it, and then quickly tucked himself back into his pants. She bit her lip at the glimpse of him. They’d fooled around twice, and she had yet to see him naked. He lifted his head and caught her watching. His mouth quirked at one corner, his hair mussed and falling in his face. “Probably shouldn’t throw this away in the company trash bin.”
“Probably not.” She reached for her dress and covered herself, feeling way too naked all of a sudden. “There’s a box of tissues in the back corner.”
He found the box and wrapped up the evidence before tossing it in a stray Target bag someone had left in the room. Then he snatched her panties from the floor and her bra off a piece of equipment and handed them to her.
“Thanks.” She didn’t know what to do with the dress, her movements awkward and jerky, her limbs not fully back online yet.
“Here, let me.” Jasper set down the bag, took her dress from her, draping it over his shoulder and then let her tug her panties back on. He slipped the bra straps over her shoulders and then stepped behind her, gathering her hair to one side, and hooking the bra. He kissed her shoulder before slipping her dress on for her.
The move was so unbearably intimate that, for some reason, it made her want to cry. She took a deep breath and gathered herself before turning around.
“Thanks,” she said, her brain still whirling and her body still pulsing with aftershocks. “I can’t believe we just did that.”
He smiled, his face a little flushed. “Me neither. Apparently, our improv games are dangerous with or without alcohol.”
“We just had sex at work,” she said, still not believing it. “Improv must be an aphrodisiac.”
He lifted a brow. “Funny, this never happens with my group. Though, Church has looked pretty sexy at times.”
She laughed, thankful to see that he was still the same Jasper she’d gotten to know. Sex didn’t have to make this awkward. It didn’t have to make it heavy or serious. “I’m not sure how to do non-awkward after-sex talk.”
“Oh, no one knows how to do that,” he said, running a hand through his hair to get it back in some kind of order. “You don’t get into a rhythm with that until you’re with someone for a while. Embrace the awkward.”
Her cheek muscle jumped. “I’m a pro at awkward. Still don’t know what to say.”
“How about this? That”—he nodded toward the wall—“was a helluva lot of fun. I think we should continue to do that.”
“Agreed,” she said with a resolute nod.
“Excellent. See, look at us not being awkward. I… Oh fuck.” Jasper’s eyes went wide.
“What?”
He tipped his head back and closed his eyes with a fuck-my-life expression.
“What is it?” she asked again.
“Well,” he said, looking at her. “Dating lesson number two: Never let a dude tape you having sex because you will end up on the internet.”
Her lips parted and her attention swung to his phone. “Oh my God. It wasrecording?”
