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Once Maddie was down for her afternoon nap, she headed to the kitchen. They needed to clear out the leftover barbecue. Then take an assessment of items that needed to be replenished.
She’d taken some ground beef from the freezer this morning to make a meatloaf for dinner tonight. She liked adding sauteed onions and mushrooms to her meatloaf. It would be easiest to prep those veggies while Maddie was down for her nap than to try to do it while she was awake and running around.
She pulled out a pan and placed it on the stove, then headed over to the pantry to retrieve the olive oil.
Jasper strolled in, looking sexier than any man had a right to. “She go down okay?”
“Yes. She had a busy morning and was more than ready for it.”
Jasper walked right up and pulled her into his arms. He sealed his mouth over hers.
Holy mother of god, he was an amazing kisser.
Her head swam as his tongue caressed the seam of her lips and sought entry. Freya could deny him little. Clutching at his firm chest, she opened for him, drowning in his wicked love. He plunged his tongue inside to tangle with hers. She moaned, and the sound felt as if it had been ripped from her soul.
His enormous hands caressed her back, trekking south until they cupped her rear and squeezed, yanking her flush against his body. He was big and strong and made her feel like the sexiest woman on the planet, like he was just as obsessed with her as she was with him. He’d turned her world upside down in the best way possible.
A thought drifted through her mind—she could kiss this man for the rest of her life, and it wouldn’t be long enough.
And it didn’t terrify her. The soul-deep truth added fuel to the sensual flames encompassing them. She lifted a leg around his waist, wanting to climb this man like a tree. His erection pressed between her legs.
His mouth left hers and planted a scorching trail down her neck. He backed her up against the wooden kitchen table. One of his hands slid down her body, undid the clasp of her jean shorts, and delved beneath the fabric to cup her pussy.
He growled against her neck. “You’re fucking drenched for me.”
“She was a little fussy going down and might not be down for long, so we need to hurry.”
Jasper removed his hand and spun her around, then yanked her shorts and panties down to her knees. He pushed her torso flat against the table. Thick fingers speared her pussy. The sudden intrusion left her gasping at the pleasure throbbing through her.
“Is this what you want?” Jasper huskily asked. His bedroom voice fired all her cylinders.
“No. I need—oh god.” She pressed her cheek against the cool wood as an inferno of need swept over her being. But he was relentless and plunged his digits in and out, teetering on the edge of violence. It was the hottest finger fucking of her life.
He leaned over her back, nipping her earlobe, and murmured, “Then what do you want?”
The sharp bite sent lightning bolts of pleasure straight to her pussy. She clenched around his thrusting fingers. Her entire world whittled down to the way he played her body like a conductor orchestrating a symphony. When she didn’t immediately reply, he stilled his movements. His fingers plunged deep inside, unmoving. When she tried to wriggle her hips and fuck his digits, he used his body to imprison her hips against the table.
Too needy to care that she was begging him, she whimpered, “Please, I need your cock, Daddy.”
“Fuck, I love when you call me that. Don’t move.”
She held still as he retreated, withdrawing his fingers from her weeping pussy. The distinct sound of foil tearing had her sex fluttering in sweet anticipation. And then the thick head of his shaft pressed against her opening.
He rubbed the head up and down through her crease. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“And what do you want me to do with it, lass?”
“Fuck me with it, Daddy. Please, I need you.” She tilted her hips up in invitation. But he tortured her, driving her mad with lust a while longer. Teasing her with what she wanted but not giving it to her. If she could impale herself on his dick, she would, but the way he held her, commanded her body, had her wailing in frustration.
“Then take me.” He aligned his cock and roughly thrust until he was balls deep.
They sighed almost in unison, like they had both been counting down the hours until they could be connected this way again. Jasper held still, giving her body time to adjust to his fullness. He waited until she squirmed, giving him the signal that she was ready for him to move.
He grasped her hips, withdrew until only the head of him remained inside her channel, and thrust so deep he hit the lip of her womb. Jasper established a relentless driving rhythm. His dark grunts mingled with her pleasure-infused moans.
“Fuck, lass, I love watching your pussy take my cock. If you could see what I do, the way your cunt grips me tight like it doesn’t want to let me go and only wants to draw me deeper inside, you’d already be coming on my dick.”
