Page 48 of Bulletproof Love

“Do I like that?” We groan as he slips a thick finger inside me. “Sweetheart,likedoesn’t begin to cover what you do to me.”

He works his finger in and out while teasing my clit, driving me to the brink of coming. When I can’t take another second, I run my nails down his tattooed chest, until I reach the waistband of his boxers. “Please tell me you have a condom.”

He’s sucking my neck, my collarbone, my tit. So busy driving me to the edge, I almost wonder if he didn’t hear me. When I adjust myself and pull his cock out, he finally groans a response. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” I repeat, each word punctuated by a moan as he goes back to sucking my neck.

I slide my fist up and down his length, spreading his dripping pre-cum. He’s so big and thick, I’m not even sure he could fit inside me.

“Shit, baby… I’m gonna come if you do that.” He’s desperate and breathless, exactly how I like him. “Check the glove box for a condom… please.”

I slide off his lap and scoot toward the glove box. Before I can open it, he leans over me, kissing my stomach, holding me in place. My heart races to the point of dizziness as his stubbled chin grazes the top of my pussy. “God, Jasper.”

“The things I’d do to this pussy if we had more space.” He leans in as far as he can but he’s just too big for the front seat.

I check the glove box, finding nothing but a gun and some paperwork.Fucking perfect.“No condom.”

“That’s okay. Get in the backseat.” He slides the driver’s seat up all the way and climbs back there. It would be almost comical to watch, if I wasn’t too busy eyeing his cock like my next meal. Whatever he has in mind, I’m one hundred percent there for it.

As gracefully as I can, I climb over the seat, but he doesn’t wait until I get situated before his palms slide against my ass. I fall onto the seat on my back, laughing at the absurdity of this. Scrambling to a sitting position, I reach for his cock again, but he grabs my hand, pinning it above me. “Move back and wrap your leg around me.”

I scoot as far back as I can, my back pressing against the side panel. Jasper kneels on the floor of the car, his chest leaning against the edge of the seat. He spreads my thighs wide enough to squeeze his body in, one leg over the front seat and the other wrapped around him. “Please.”

“Please, what?” he asks, ghosting his lips over my pussy.

Arching toward him, I grab his head and guide him where I want him, my answer a moan as he sucks my clit between his lips. “Oh fuck, yes.”

CHAPTERNINETEEN

JASPER

I’m fucking gonefor her. Feral. Past my breaking point. I breathe her in, inhaling long and deep. She smells like heaven, tastes like nirvana. I’ve never felt like this before. This all consuming need. So desperate that I can’t get enough.

I spread her legs as wide as I can, nuzzling my face into her pussy so her scent will be embedded in my skin. My cock throbs, dripping from the tip, almost painful at this point.

“Jas,” she hisses as I fuck my tongue into her cunt. I do it again, wrapping my hand around her waist, helping her grind into me. It’s so fucking hot how she takes what she wants. I’d expect nothing less.

I take long strokes, savoring every drop that she gives me. Flicking her clit when she cries out. She’s so perfect. So fucking delicious.

Her body shakes, her pussy spasming, as she lifts her hips. I pull back, smiling while she desperately curses my name. “Jas, fuck. Why’d you stop?”

“Because I can, Trouble. I’ve dreamed of having you this desperate.” She wraps her fingers in my hair and pulls me down. My scalp’s on fire but I fucking love that I’m getting to her. “So needy. We’ve got time. I’ll stay down here until the fucking sun comes up.”

“Just shut up,” she pants. “And fucking lick my clit.”

I chuckle against her skin, savoring her needy moans. “So bossy—” She bucks against my face, and I can’t wait any longer either. I spread her lips wide, and flick her clit with my tongue, pressing in and matching the rhythm of her hips.

She’s close. I feel her orgasm building. “Fuck, yes. Right there. Don’t you dare stop.”

As her body tenses, I slide two fingers inside her, curling them against her G-spot. Her entire body shudders, and her fingers tighten in my hair to the point of pain. I keep my tongue pressed firmly against her clit as she grinds, riding out her release. Fuck, she’s perfect. Her pussy grips my fingers like a vise. She’s going to feel amazing choking my cock.

I lap up her cum, savoring every last drop. When I pull back, I rise up on my knees and hover over her panting lips. “Open up. Taste how fucking delicious you are.”

Her eyes search mine, heavy with want and hesitation. When I don’t back away, she parts her lips and holds her tongue out. It takes everything in me to not kiss her like I want to. Suck her tongue into my mouth. Instead I spit, and watch her swallow down her cum like my perfect slut.

As moisture seeps from the side of her lips, my cock twitches. I’m so goddamn unhinged right now. I don’t think I could stop her if she wanted to fuck me bare. Hell, I’d give anything to sink inside her. That line between doing what I want and what’s right fights dangerously in my mind.

My hands shake as I adjust my dick and climb back to the front seat. The effort it takes to move away from her tests every fiber of my being. Her voice cuts through my thoughts. “Where are you going?”

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