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Chapter Four
We’d left Kat’s house more than three hours earlier and finally arrived at an airfield for helicopters in New Jersey. I’d told Jasper that I needed to talk to him before we decided to fly away from the city to God knew where. He arranged for Kat to fly out first. Iwatched Jasper and a guy in a heavy black flight jacket and helmet brief Kat on the trip to a place called Location Z. Kat stood with her shoulders curved, hugging herself while nodding. She appeared so tiny next to those two big guys. Then Jasper commanded my full attention. What a presence he had—so commanding, so sexy, and very safe. I focused on Kat again. She was timid, but I could tell she wasn’tafraid. She felt secure.
Finally, Jasper patted the pilot on the shoulder and assured Kat once again that William, his butler, would see to her every comfort once she arrived at the location. He also told her that we should arrive shortly, but if it took longer, she would be in good hands. After one last nod, the helicopter pilot directed Kat past the glass doors and out into the cold air.
I felt tense again once Jasper began walking in my direction. When he stopped to stand in front of me, his delicious energy washed over me and made me skip a breath. He must have known the effect he had on me, because he smirked.
“You suggested we remain behind. I’m guessing it has something to do with your conversation with the lab technician?”
I cut a tiny smile. I had noidea why I was being flirtatious. It was certainly not the right time for it. “It does.”
His eyes smoldered, and he swallowed. “Then let’s hear it.” He cleared his throat.
Oh, that look in his eyes.I’d seen it many times before. It meant that Jasper Christmas wanted to fuck. It was nice to know we were in the same frame of mind.
I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to pullit together. What I had to say was too serious for all of this sexual excitement to be flowing between us. A girl working behind the desk kept staring at us, and a television attached the wall was blaring. I looked around for a quiet spot, and there was none.
“We have to go back to your car,” I said.
He frowned as if he wondered why, but then he nodded, took my hand, and walked withme out of the terminal. Jasper insisted we both get into the back seat of his vehicle. He sat with his legs wide to give his erection space in the crotch of his pants.
I kept my eyes on his dick. “The DNA of your mother, Amelia Christmas, matched that of a girl who was kidnapped thirty-five years ago. She was twelve years old.”
Jasper covered his face with his large hands as he pushedhis head against the seat. I was no longer watching to see if he still wanted to fuck. His reaction said the lust had passed, and heck, I didn’t want to fuck anymore, either.
He took in a deep breath and forcefully released the air from his lungs. I kept waiting for him to say something. The seconds kept ticking by. It was torture giving him time to think. I hadn’t yet asked for the favorI needed.
“Okay,” I finally said. My loud voice seemed to disturb the silence. “There’s another thing.”
He looked at me. In the early days of our relationship, the expression on Jasper’s face would have first sent a chill down my spine and then boosted me into fight-or-flight mode. I never fled. I was always a fighter. But now I realized Jasper was only arranging the pieces in hishead. He was always thinking. Even when he slept, he was contemplating one thing or another. He was a man who lived without peace, and I was about to pile more shit on top of him.
“The FBI is going to want to know who submitted the DNA for testing. For a reporter, that can get a little hairy, so I was wondering…”
“Done,” he said without hesitation.
“Done?”
He took myhand in his. “You want me to say that I submitted the DNA? Done.”
I stared at his face. My heart, throat, and nostrils felt tight. It was true—Jasper Christmas had become the one man in my entire life that I could count on. This feeling was brand-new, and I had no idea what to do. But I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to show him how lacking I was. Jasper took care of everybody—his sisters,brothers, father, and employees, just everybody.Am I special to him?I had never been special to anybody.
He kissed the back of my hand. “You were right to tell me this before we boarded the helicopter.”
I swallowed as I continued forcing myself to not cry, and then I cleared my throat. “I thought it was the right thing to do.”Good, that came out clearly.I was pretty sure Jaspercouldn’t detect how emotional I’d been only a few seconds before.
Suddenly, his face was inching its way toward mine. Our lips connected. His tongue brushed mine as his hand fondled its way past the front of my coat and under the hem of my sweater, sliding up my skin and under my bra to cup one of my breasts and stimulate my nipple. My chest floated toward his fingers, begging for moreof that pleasurable feeling. Our kissing turned deeper as I ran my fingers through his hair. He gathered a handful of my tresses to hold my head back so that he could suck, bite, and lick my neck.
“Ah,” I sighed and then moaned. His mouth felt so warm, and the softness of his tongue was erotic. I could feel my pussy pulsating as it got wetter and more ravenous. Our gazes locked, and inhis eyes I could see the same question I was asking myself:Is now the right time for this?As our mouths collided and Jasper tugged at the button of my jeans and then my zipper, it was clear that we both had the same answer:No, it is not the right time, but it is too late to stop what’s about to come next.
I pulled at Jasper’s thick leather belt. For some reason, the smooth metal of thebuckle turned me on even more. Jasper relished the finer things in life. He didn’t have to show off, either—he was naturally a man of taste and sophistication. And that was why I moaned as my tongue lapped his. I wanted my mouth to melt with his. I wanted the two of us to become one as my hand finally found his rock-solid erection and shifted up and down his firm cock.
With his fingersstill in my pants, Jasper tossed his head back and gnawed on his bottom lip. “Oh.” Instead of slowing down, I shifted to faster. “Whoa,” he finally said and shoved his fingers deeper into my pussy.
“Take off your coat,” he commanded.
I did what he told me to do, and lightning fast. He did the same even faster than I had. Then he took a condom out of his pocket.
He winked atme. “I knew I’d be seeing you today,” he said, answering the question in my eyes.
