Page 76 of Jase
“What are you doing?”
“Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m not. I just don’t understand. A promise?”
Jase held the edge over the fire, reaching back to brush his thumb against my lips.
“It’s a gift. The most meaningful one I can give you. We all bleed at some point. It’s who we’re willing to bleed for that matters the most. I choose you. Take my blood, Kody, so that if the time ever comes where you need me, you’ll allow me to bleed for you.”
He grabbed my shaking hand, wrapping his hold to fit around mine as he directed the blade to his forearm. When he added pressure, I surprisingly took over, breaking through his skin and slowly pulling the blade towards me. One inch. Two. Jase moaned, biting into my thigh with his fingers as crimson began to stain the metal. If this had been a test to see if I could handle his darkness, I wasn’t sure. Was it wrong? Right? I was too hot and turned on to care either way. My victim was in control. Blood was flowing and for the first time it wasn’t mine. There was something empowering in that.
“I knew it. Fuck yes.” Jase kissed me hard, locking to the back of my head with his hold. Blood dripped onto my chest, warm as it raced between my cleavage. “I promise tonight and for always, no matter the cost, to protect you. To care for you. To put your happiness, your pleasure, and your safety above my own.” He took the knife. “I promise to be the best friend I’m capable of. To be your…” he nipped at my lip, “semi-lover. You come first from here on out. These aren’t the vows I mentioned before, but they are vows and a promise in blood for us to go forward; to see if this is what we both want. By no means do you have to—“
“Stop.” I wrapped around the hand that held the knife. “What did I say about one-sided?”
I swallowed hard, holding out my own forearm. The scars already there couldn’t be ignored. This was different. This was for Jase. That somehow changed everything.
“Not yet.” He licked his lips, dropping the knife on the counter. Wetness smeared over my back as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in. More, he kissed, blindly unhooking my bra and throwing it on the floor. “Tonight, after Rian leaves, we’ll do your promise. We’ll take our time. We’ll do this right.”
His hand pushed down the back of my panties, lifting me off the counter as he held me and squeezed into my ass. I didn’t wait for permission. I held to him, shifting as my free hand pushed down the front of his jeans. One minute I was grabbing around his thick cock, the next we were spinning, and my back was being slammed into the wall. The kiss Jase cursed me with was haunting. It was everything a kiss should have been: passionate, possessive. It was also something I knew I’d never forget no matter how much time passed. No man had ever kissed me like him. Not even close. They sure didn’t put my needs first or bleed for me.
“You’re in so much trouble.” He turned us, holding me still as he reached over to turn off the water. When he straightened, he sucked against my shoulder, sinking his teeth into my skin enough to have me gasp. “God dammit, Kody. Tonight…” he was back to my mouth. And me, I was back to taking control with my tongue as I continued the slick stroking. He didn’t allow me for long. Jase growled, untangling me from his body and spinning me to lean over the counter. Silver blurred in the candlelight, stealing my attention in the mirror.
Pressure registered as Jase pulled the thongs higher on my ass. The friction sent pleasure sweeping through until I was pressing my fingertips into the marble. With a quick swipe, he jerked the knife through the thin material, throwing them onto the floor. The weight of his hand immediately settled on my lower back.
“I’m not sure whether I should spank your ass or fuck it. I thought we were clear. You get the pleasure. We leave me out of it for now.”
“No.” I met his reflection. “I can’t do that. I…Can I vote for option two?”
Whack!
“Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?”
A yelp was all I could get out before his hand came down again.
Whack!
“No. Not yet.”
Jase lowered, running the side of his face over my heated flesh. Tears escaped, but so did a moan. He gripped to each side of my ass, moving in to run his tongue down my slit.
“I’m going to do it.” He pushed his tongue inside of me, making a path up to circle my back entrance. “When the time is right, I’m going to fuck your ass so good. You’re going to beg me not to stop.”
My nails dug into the counter for balance as I swayed again. I could barely focus through the fuzziness as he eased a finger inside of my front entrance.
“Will it hurt?”
“Some. Not too bad if we take our time and work you up to it.”
The thrusts continued as he flicked his tongue over the sensitive area. When he withdrew his fingers to suck against them, I couldn’t stop myself from looking back.
“Are you pouting?”
“I don’t know what you mean.” I quickly turned as he rose, lowering to my knees before him.
“My turn.”
“Did I not spank you already for crossing the line?”
