Page 58 of Malicious Desires

“We could have died today, and never had the chance to be together completely,” he sniffs.

Again his words hit me right in the damn feels. Whether I like it or not I’ve got feelings for Jasper.

“You saying you want to be fucked Jasper? Just in case tomorrow never comes?”

“Tomorrow is only a promise, not a guarantee,” he says, shifting so our thighs brush.

The fleeting touch sends a jolt through my body.

“Stop talking then Capullo and kiss me,” I taunt, grabbing the front of his chambray shirt and yanking him closer so our lips brush. He whimpers softly as I take his lips in a kiss that sets my whole body alight with longing. Fuck I’ve missed him.

How did I ever think I could stay away from him?

Being with Jasper gives me life.

Breaking the kiss, I tug on the front of his shirt.

“Take it off, Jasper,” I request, smirking at him suggestively. He slowly unbuttons his shirt, letting it fall off his arms to the bed. With a hand against his chest, I push him down onto the bed, again kissing him. His hips buck up to meet mine, the friction causing our dicks to harden in our jeans.

His hands slide up under my t-shirt, and I hiss against his lips at the touch which sends a shiver through me.

Gasping I break the kiss, murmuring, “Fuck, your hands on my body feel incredible, Jasp.”

He bites his lip, bucking his hips up again. “Mmm, I…” he mumbles through his teeth.

“What Jasper? Tell me what you want.”

“Touch me.”

“You asking? Or telling?” I sass, smirking at him.

“Telling,” he admits with a smile.

“You’re a brat, Capullo,” I jeer, reaching down to undo the fly of his jeans.

I make quick work of tugging his dark jeans down his legs, throwing them on the floor before I lean down, kissing his hardening dick over the fabric of his white boxers. They colour with a wet spot, his dick leaking precum from my lips on his length.

“More, please, Reece, more,” he begs, shivering.

I flip his dick out of his boxers, and lick it from his groin to the tip, teasing the slit with my tongue to lap up the precum.

“Oh god, Reece please…please,” he again begs, writhing around on the bed as though I’m giving him the greatest pleasure. No one I’ve been with before Jasper has ever been so responsive in bed, and that turns me the fuck on.

He also causes my selfishness to wane. I want nothing more than to give Jasper pleasure, without needing him to give back the same. He can make me come without a touch, so it’s no harm. Having his mouth on my dick feels incredible, yes, but I don’t need to feel that to feel mind numbing pleasure with him.

Yanking his boxers off, I discard them to the floor before spreading his legs wide as I take his dick into my mouth. He moans loudly, his eagerness turning me on as I pull off and shift back on the bed to strip out of my clothes. Jasper watches me the entire time as I slowly strip, pouting. It’s damn sexy.

And I tease him, “You horny Jasp?”

“Yes, please. Need you,” he rasps, eyeing my hard dick. With my hands on his thighs, I part them more and kneel between his legs, bending down to lick his pucker. He screams out, “Fuck!” And I reach up to cover his mouth, delving my tongue into his arse, whilst stifling his moans of pleasure with my hand over his mouth. I’m going to have him begging for my cock inside him. Begging for me to make him mine. Because that’s who he is. Jasper Capullo is mine.

Chapter 34

Jasper

Reece is tonguing my arse, gripping my thighs to hold me still. My dick is throbbing, leaking precum and I’m desperate to come, for more. Moaning against the hand Reece has over my mouth, I lick his palm and he removes his hand, pulling back to look up at me.

His smirk is beguiling. “You want me to stop, Jasp?” he questions me, winking.

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