Page 14 of Wicked Love
Jasper’s eyes met mine, questioning.
“I want to watch you,” I said, making my voice husky. The thought of watching him do what I thought he was about to was making me wet, but I didn’t need him to turn around and see my bag. Zelda’s skull was still in the bag. I hadn’t had a chance to take her out before Jasper knocked on my door.
Thankfully, he didn’t turn around, but bent down and kissed between my legs, making my head fall back.
Watch. I needed to watch. At least for a little bit. I forced my head back up.
Jasper’s eyes were on me as his tongue dipped into me, and watching him watch me was so sexy, I could have come right there in that moment.
My legs jerked and his hands came up to hold them still. He leaned into me more, pushing his tongue further inside of me, and then out, in and out, and then licking around my folds.
Then he circled my clit, slowly, deliberately.
I nearly came off the bed.
With slow, careful movements, he licked, and sucked, and nearly drove me to distraction. Every time he brought me closer, my legs would tense, and Jasper would stop me from moving too much.
It made everything even hotter.
I wanted to come, and he’d brought me close a few times, stopping just before I arched up in release.
Bastard. He knew what he was doing. I could tell from the glint in his eyes.
His tongue got faster, moving in tighter circles around my clit, and then he took my clit in his mouth and sucked on it.
“Oh, Goddess!” I said in a whisper.
Jasper sucked harder, and I felt myself falling over the edge, my legs coming up and my back arching. He kept sucking and I came hard. Jasper didn’t stop, and I came again, crying out in a voice I didn’t recognize as my own.
He gently moved away from me, and my legs relaxed.
As I watched, he bent his head to the side and took off his shoes and socks. Then he stood, and undid his pants. When they dropped to the floor, his cock sprang free, and I smiled in appreciation. It jutted out before him. I couldn’t wait to get up close and personal.
“I need you,” Jasper growled.
I pushed myself onto the bed, moving up towards the head. Leaning over, I pulled open the drawer on the bedside table, scrabbling inside. Finally, I came out with a small foil packet.
Wordlessly, Jasper took it from me, and rolled it on, never taking his eyes from me.
I found his intent stare to be both intoxicating and disconcerting. I couldn’t remember the last time someone had watched me with such intensity. With such desire. Because they wanted to. I wanted him to take me, make me his—and the thought shook me as much as everything he was doing.
He crawled onto the bed and settled between my legs. His cock nudged at the entrance to my pussy, and I found I didn’t want to wait. I spread my legs, and thrust my hips up at him, taking him in.
Jasper drew in his breath, stopping as he entered me. Then he thrust forward, seating himself to the hilt.
I felt stretched, filled. My hands went to his shoulders and then down his back to his ass, pulling him to me.
Jasper reached with one hand behind him, and pulled my hand away. He moved it up over my head. Then he took the other, bringing my hands together. He covered my hands in his, and thrust.
“Oh!” I cried out.
Chapter Six
Jasper
Watching her come—twice—as I buried my face in her nearly made me lose control. It was the most gorgeous, sexy thing I’d ever seen. And through it all, Melasina watched me, her eyes never leaving mine.
I couldn’t look away. Everything about her, her smell, her taste, the feel of her—it made me want to possess her, take her for mine. I’d never felt this way before. As I moved her hands up over her head, and then held them there as I thrust into her, I thought, I could die right now and be happy.
