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Jasper groaned, lifting me up, flipping me down on my back, and caging me in with his arms. “Don’t say things like that, you have no idea what I want to do to you and thisfucking body, Dix.”
Sweet, sweet confirmation.
Jasper thought about my body too.
“Show me,” I panted, rubbing a hand against his chest. “Just give me a safe word or something. Then do every single filthy thing you want to do to me. I won’t stop you, I won’t even consider saying whatever word you tell me. Defile me,sir.”
His eyes were hot with lust when he swooped down and locked his lips on mine. His kiss was harder, destructive and fucking delicious. He tasted like whiskey and my favorite cake. His teeth nipped at my lips and I whimpered, arching my back.
“Tell me to stop, Dixie. Now, tell me to stop now,” he panted, putting his forehead against mine.
“Never,” I breathed, pulling off my pajama shirt and tossing it aside. “Touch me, touch me everywhere. Show me what living is about,” I begged, trying to pull at his waistband.
“Christ, you’re so damn beautiful,” Jasper praised, grabbing each of my breasts in his hands, squeezing them for the first time. Even through my bra, the intimate touch was wonderful.
“So are you,” I whimpered against his touch. “Take my leggings off, please Jasper.”
His fingers laced around my waistband before he stopped. “Fuck, I shouldn’t Dix.Weshouldn’t.”
I couldn’t let it end, I wanted everything he could offer. “I want to touch you, I’ve never touched a cock,sir. Please let me touch yours… Let me put it in my mouth.”
His eyes widened and his jaw clenched. “Who the fuck taught you that ‘sir’shit?” He wasn’t complaining though, he was mesmerized by every stroke of my voice to his ears.
I shrugged. “Just feels right to say. Can I try? I want to do it so badly, Jasper.”
The resolve he had remained faded. “You want to learn how to suck me, baby?”
My panties nearly caught on fire when he called me that, well they would have if I were wearing any. I nodded frantically as he pulled me up off of the couch. Getting to my knees before him, I reached for his waistband and slowly pulled his cock free, letting his pajamas fall to his ankles. He was quite literally throbbing and bigger than even I imagined in my dreams.
“Sit down, I want you to relax,” I encouraged, pushing his thighs. He did.
I crawled closer, staying on my knees in only my bra and leggings in front of him. My hands glided up his thighs and wrapped around his cock. I couldn’t fit him in both of my fists, he was too long and my fingers couldn’t even close around him. “Show me how, I want to do it so good for you.”
Jasper took my hair in his hands and used the grip to bring my face closer. He kept one of my hands at the base of his cock and pulled the other way. He told me to kiss the tip and lick the shaft before he finally asked me to open wide for him. He barely fit in my mouth without scraping my teeth.
“Screwed,” he said. “So fucking screwed for you, dollface.”
The thought of Jasper being ruined even a fraction as badly as he’d ruined me motivated my every move. I sucked harder, explored him with my hands, massaging his balls softly while I worked.
He moaned more curses as I sucked him deeper. His slightly salty taste forced me to salivate and drip all over his pelvis. Jasper’s skin was softer than my favorite silks even with as hard as he was and I couldn’t get enough of the intoxicating combination.
I let his cock fall from my lips with a pop as my jaw started to hurt. “Can we see if it will fit somewhere else?” Licking the wetness from my lips, I blinked at him.
“Shit, Dixie,” he groaned, carefully letting go of my hair. “Let’s go to your room. Your first time shouldn’t be on the goddamn couch.”
I got to my feet before he could change his mind.
We stumbled into my doorway, kissing like the couples in my favorite movies always did, except Jasper’s pants were missing. I liked that very much.
As we slipped into my bedroom, Jasper turned the lights to dim and ordered me to strip. He instructed me to go slow, and to keep my eyes on him. I didn’t need to be told twice, especially because he fisted his cock with every move I made. It was difficult to look away from the act. Jasper stroked himself, circling the head and pulling down to his base tightly. I decided I was going to remember that he liked that specific movement and store it away to use later on.
I let my bra fall off of me like a natural, letting gravity do most of the work for me. When I slid my leggings down each of my thighs and stepped out of them, his eyes darkened. Those eyes scanned me, hot on my skin like a blaze.
“What’s a girl like you doing without panties on, Dixie?”
“Waiting for a man like you to notice I’m not wearing them and do something about it,” I breathed, attempting to be brave.
“A manlikeme, dollface?” he asked, stalking closer. We were inches from each other, the tension nagging at me. All I wanted was for the talking to end. I needed so much more than his words. I needed him to savor me and allow me to do the same to him.
