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Jasper leaned up a couple inches to reach my mouth, his lips hovering over mine. “I have a secret…Iknowwhat we have is something beautiful like you suggested in the car on the way here. I feel it deep inside my heart. My soul. But I didn’t wish to speak of it without being able to consume you immediately afterward.”
Intense longing shot through me. I whimpered, clutching at his shirt.
Jasper pressed his lips to mine, and same as our first kiss, weakness slid through my limbs. The gentle touch of his mouth, the slick glide of his tongue along my seam asking for entrance, made me want to fall to my knees, spread my ass cheeks, and beg him to fill me already.
The sweet kiss turned greedy, and rather than submitting, my hunger met him lash for lash, nip for nip, both of us breathing heavily and clutching at one another.
“Please don’t make me wait,” I begged after tearing my mouth from his. My cock throbbed for release, and I feared erupting the second he sank his dick into my ass.
Jasper began to undress me, and I stood still, allowing both of our desires to be fulfilled. His to care, mine to finally be on the receiving end. He removed my shirt first, standing behind me to check my bandage. His tenderness caused my eyes to sting and chest ache.
“I love these freckles,” he murmured and kissed his way across my shoulder blade. “And this back…” Jasper slid his hands downward to the swell of my ass. “You’re so damn sexy, Mason.” Pressing against me, he reached around and worked open my jeans, tucking his hands in to shove them downward.
I fisted my hands at my sides, head tipped back and eyes closed as Jasper brought my dreams to life. No one had ever worshiped me like he did, kissing the base of my spine, each of my ass cheeks while sliding my jeans and boxer briefs to the floor. He made me feel like a god. Important. Wholly accepted, every inch of me appreciated.
His hot breath ghosted over my backside as his hands swept up over my calves to the backs of my knees, up my thighs to my ass. His thumbs swiped through my crack, and I shuddered as he spread me. “Fuck, Mason.” He swallowed audibly.
He nosed over my hole, inhaling. “Smells so good.”
“Shit,” I gasped, a tremor ripping through me at his soft touch. My knees went weak, and I bit back a whimper at how good it felt to simplybeand allow another man to love on me for a change.
His tongue flickered over me a few times. “Taste even better.”
“Jasper,” I whispered, every inch of me shivering, his words of praise making my throat swell up tight.
One last chaste kiss to my puckered hole, and he stood. “Get your gorgeous ass on my bed, baby.”
Heart pounding and insides quivering with anticipation, I did as told.
“On your back,” he said while pulling off his shirt, revealing his trim build and smooth skin. “I want to watch your face while I work my dick inside your ass and make you mine.”
I cursed and squeezed the base of my leaking cock, full of wonder over the seemingly delicate man whose filthy mouth caused my dick to leak like a damned faucet.
Jasper dropped his clothes to the floor while eyeing my body. “You’re so beautiful.”
“I’m old,” I argued, unable to look away from his stiff, almost obscenely thick cock that jutted straight out from his prominent hip bones. My mouth watered and ass clenched at the thought of being stretched past the point of comfort.
He snorted. “Hardly. You’re just prematurely gray, and I happen to love it. I find everything about you sexy as fuck.” He climbed onto the mattress, and I spread my legs, making room for his lean frame.
I had at least six inches on him height-wise but not so many that our bodies didn’t align where they needed to. His longer torso placed his hard dick against mine with only a slight reach for my mouth. He kissed me senseless, and I wrapped my legs around the backs of his thighs. We moved together, grinding and smearing pre-cum over each other.
If we continued to frot, I would paint our abs long before he offered me his dick.
“Need you,” I murmured against his lips, so damn desperate to be filled by him.
“I’ve got you,” Jasper said, shifting away, his lips trailing down my neck, to my clavicle where he nibbled and suckled until I begged him to mark me. He gave what I asked for, earning even more of my awe and appreciation.
He nuzzled his cheek against my chest hair. “So perfect,” he murmured and placed a kiss atop my scar.
I stilled, but Jasper traced theJwith his hot tongue as though laying claim over that part of my body as well.
A tear slid down my cheek. “Jasper—please.”
He scooted to the side, reaching for his bedside table for supplies.
I trembled and fought to keep from losing my shit as he settled on his haunches between my thighs and rolled a condom over his length. “How much did you prep?”
“Only enough so I can enjoy the stinging stretch—”
