Page 51 of Ghost of a Chance
Jasper seemed to be on the same page.He thrust a hand through his hair and then took her wrist, leading her back to his car.Even those few seconds apart were more than she could stand.
As he tried to open the door, she pushed him back against the car.Her hand skated over his erection, her mouth on his.Their bodies both slick with rain.He groaned and tried to say something, his mouth moving against hers, but she just took his hand, with the keys, and guided it under her sweater to her breast.
As he squeezed her, she felt his tongue against hers again.When his finger brushed her nipple, she shuddered in his arms.God that felt good.So good she was ready to do whatever she could to keep him close to her.
Someone cleared their throat behind them, but she ignored it.Then they did it again.Louder.Fuck.
Jasper lifted his head.“Yeah?”
“I got the B-roll.I’m heading back to the house instead of home.Bri wants me to stay and get as much as I can.So see you back there?”Dan’s voice sounded strained.The rain had slowed to a misty drizzle.She tried not to think of what this looked like to him.
“Yeah,” Jasper said.
Kirsty stepped away from him.She still wanted him but the run-in with Dan put a damper on the impulse that had swept through her.She shoved her hands into her pockets and walked around to the passenger side of the car.
Jasper didn’t say anything as he unlocked the car.She was dripping wet.Before she sat in the passenger seat, she looked over the roof of the vehicle to take him in.Jasper’s lips twitched, and then she couldn’t help it.She started laughing.He went to the trunk and dug around, finding a towel and tossing it to her.
That slow hum of sexual awareness was a returning throb inside of her as he settled in the driver’s seat.
His voice was rough and so, so sexy.“Not that I’m complaining, but what brought that on?”
She had the same question.She’d never felt that kind of desire or compulsion before.
Eleven
Jasper didn’t drive straight back to the Airbnb.The last thing he wanted was to be around Gia and Dan.Kirsty didn’t object as he pointed the car east toward Lake Champlain.It wasn’t a typical lake-going day, but then again nothing had been typical since the day he met her.
There was a secluded area that he thought she’d enjoy seeing in the misty rain.But they needed proper gear.He pulled into a gas station and she eyed him warily.
“Where are we going?”she asked.
“Surprise.”
Crossing her arms over her chest, she quizzically tipped her head to the side.He suspected she was trying to decide if she was going to argue with him or not.In the end, she relented.“Are you getting fishing gear?”
“Rain gear, and maybe a condom.”
A smile teased the corners of her lips.“Coffee, too.I’ll come in with you.”
The convenience store wasn’t exactly spoiled for choice but they did find two ponchos in bright yellow.Kirsty made coffees from the machine for both of them while he grabbed a pack of Hostess cupcakes and a box of condoms.No use denying either of their cravings.
He’d never thought of himself as a highly sexual person.He liked sex, but around her…it was all he thought about.
Her hair had started to curl once it dried from the drenching earlier.Some of her eyeliner had faded away, making her look more like the fun woman who’d droppedStar Warsreferences.
He wanted her so badly that he’d take whatever she offered him.Usually he could figure out what motivated women, see some kernel of who they were.With her…nope.He had nothing.
Except that she kissed him with her entire being.Like she wanted to fuse with him and take him completely.That was addicting.
“Junky snacks?”she asked, nudging him out of his thoughts.
“Gas station coffee demands it.”
“I like those pink snowball things,” she said.
“Uh gross,” he teased as he reached around her to grab a package before leading the way to the counter to pay.
“Whatever.It’s an acquired taste.Like aspartame…not really for everyone,” she muttered as she took out her wallet.
