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He pushed his briefs down, reaching over her head into his bedside drawer. He grabbed a handful of condoms, putting one on and laying the rest beside her. He palmed her thigh, hiking it up his hip and positioning himself at her center. He glanced up at her, making sure she was still there, still with him. Still wanted him. He entered her slowly, inch by inch, his head falling back at how fucking amazing she felt.
He moved slowly at first, letting her get used to the stretch of having someone inside her. Three years was a long time to go in between partners, and if he broke her on round one,their night would end quicker than he wanted. He took his time, watching for each and every tell. He took notice of what she liked, what made her hiss, and what made her stop breathing.
Once she was writhing underneath him, begging for more, helet go. He held her hips off the bedwithhis grip on her creamy thigh, angling deeper. He thrust into her over and over, her cries growing louder each time he bottomed out inside her.
She felt so damn good as she came, holding him hostage until he tumbled over the edge with her.
***
Jasperwas awake, staring at the ceiling, listening to Callie’s soft breathing next to him. Three times, he’d made her come three times, then she’d passed out. He couldn’t blame her, andto be honest,he felt super fucking smug about it.He rolled onto his side, taking in her peaceful expression. She was completely relaxed, unaware of how much he wanted her again. He watched her for a few moments, debating whether he should wake her. He didn’t dosleepoversin the first place, so on principle alone…He trailed his finger down the column of her slender throat, hooking it into his sheets and pulling them down her body until she was exposed to him once more.
She was beautiful, her skin flawless and soft. No piercings, no tattoos. Nothing branding her but him.
She stirred, her eyes opening, her gaze on his. “What’s wrong?”
He shook his head, his signature smirk in place. “No sleeping, remember?”
She turned to look at his clock; it was old-school with large red digital numbers. “That’s some alarm clock.”
He could hear the humor in her tone. “That alarm clock is relentless. It’s too old to care about snooze,and screams at me until I get my lazy butt out of bed.” He reached for another condom, gesturing with his chin. “Roll over, baby.” Her breath seemed to catch in her throat, her eyes going impossibly wideathis words, or what they suggested. Eitherway it didn’t matter. “Trust me.”
She had no reason to. Still,she turned over on her stomach as he threw all the blankets off his bed and onto the floor. He grabbed her hips, lifting her until she was on all fours. She glanced behind her, a frown on her pretty face. He leaned down, capturing her lips, kissing her until she was arching her back and searching for a release. She may be nervous, but her body knew exactly what he promised.
He pulled back, fisting her long hair as he slid inside her once more. He took his time, making sure not to hurt, worried that she was sore from their first couple of rounds. He moved in and out of her pussy, burying himself to the hilt each time, loving the whimpers she made.
No one had ever sounded as sexy as Callie. It was like each noise she made was equal parts shock and ecstasy. She rested forehead on his mattress, changing the angle and inadvertently letting him invade deeper. She gasped. He chuckled.
“You like that, see? I told you to trust me.” He popped her ass, enjoying the red hue that blushed across her skin. She began to meet him, every thrust, chasing her release. “That’s it, good girl.” He slammed into her, relentlessly, until her cries reached a peak and her pussy contracted around him. He moved through her orgasm, drawing it out as he came.
She collapsed onto her stomach as he disposed of the condom. “You need another nap,baby?”
“Nap? No. I need real sleep.I think I’m tapped out.” She was curled in a ball. Thewindow was open,and the cooler night breeze was giving her chills without the blankets. He picked them up, dragging them over her.
He lay beside her, pushing her long tangle of hair off her face. If she was done, then she should leave.Though hecouldn’t seem to say the words out loud. The thought of kicking her out of his bed, his house, it felt cruel.
He peeked at the clock on the other side of her. There were only a few hours until morning. A few hours’ sleep was nothing more than a nap anyway. He pulled her closer, breathing in her sweet scent as he began to doze off.
Chapter Nine
Jasper
Jasperwoke up with a small, freckled nose breathing against his neck. He’d allowed Callahan to stay the night,andthat wasn’t his usual way of ending his extracurricular activities. If he was feeling nice, he’d call them a car service. Sleepovers were not part of the deal. Callahan had been different through. Different in the way he hadn’t been able to get enough of her soft cries and her nails raking down his back. He’d fucked her over and over until they’d had no choice but to simply pass out. He told her one night, and he’d made sure to get his fill.
He lifted the covers, peering down at her still-naked body. His hand was resting on her thigh, covering most of it with his grip. She was petite, but strong. She’d been timid at first; eventually he’d gotten her to loosen up and tell him what she wanted. That was when the real fun had begun.
She stirred in her sleep, wiggling against him, making him groan. He could feel themomentshe woke. Her whole body went rigid, her breathing stopped. Like a startled baby deer. “Exhale, Callie. You’reseconds away from passing out.”
She let out a breath, wrapping his blankets tightly around her naked body as she climbed out of his bed.
“I need to go.” She plucked her dress from where it was draped over his desk chair. “I didn’t mean to stay the night.”
Jasper sat up, grabbing his briefs from the floor, slipping them on as he stood. “It’s no big deal. Youwant me to drive you home?” Another thing he never offered. Driving someone home gave opportunity for talks of brunch and seeing each other again. The way Callahan was racing around his room, searching out her clothes, told him she wouldn’t be down for a meal with him at the moment.
“Uh, no, thank you.” She pulled on her panties, frowning when she noticed that one side was ripped, making him lick his lips at the memory. “I can order a car.I don’t need the whole dorm seeing you drive me home.”
She had him there. No telling how many chicks he’d banged in her building. Better to keep things surface and easy. “Okay, cool.” He took basketball shorts out of his dirty clothes hamper, stepping into them. “Thanks again for your help this week.I really appreciate it.”
“You’re welcome. Again.” She stood, now fully dressed, her hair looking rather wild around her pretty face. “I, uh, I’m not sure what else I’m supposed to say here. Bye?” She waved, a wince on her face.
