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Damn, that sounded sexy. It sounded hot. Explicit. How could I say no? I gulped, feeling my Adam’s apple bob, and nodded as I lifted the hem of my dress.
“Don’t,” Jasper commanded. “I’m the one who peels you out of your clothes. Sometimes, I like you to keep a little on. Tonight, you in that dress made my dick twitch.”
His eyes revealed how badly he wanted me. I was sure my eyes exposed how much I wanted him to have me. Jasper Christmas could do anything to me. He could fuck me until the cows came home. He slid the dress up my thighs, exposing my lower half. After a moment of indulging in the sight of my pussy in my panties, he inhaled sharply. I was extra gratified seeing how the view made his eyes expand and gloss over with lust.
Striking like a viper, Jasper yanked my ass to the edge of the bed, tugged the crotch of my panties to the side, and pulled my pussy against his dick. His cock journeyed deep inside me, hitting my belly.
“Ah,” I cried on impact.
My hips were light in his hands as he indulgently jerked me back and forth against his thick dick. He shifted in and out fast, like a machine set on the highest speed. I whimpered and moaned, feeling him awaken all sorts of sensations. I angled my hips, concentrating as I tried to latch on to the most pleasurable feeling. Then Jasper groaned louder than the previous sounds he’d made and quickly pulled out of me. He took me by the waist and moved toward the headboard as he lay on top of me, pinching his wet, rigid dick between us.
“You’re too fucking tight,” he said.
I didn’t know what to say, but apparently, I didn’t have to say anything. He slipped his cock into me again and started shifting in and out of me, sucking air between his teeth, repeating, “shit” in a whisper.
“I don’t want to come,” he said. “But I don’t want to get out of you. Your pussy’s too warm, wet, and tight. How do I feel inside you, baby?”
I moaned, aroused even more because he’d asked that question. “Good. Fat and hard.”
“Oh, shit,” he shouted and pulled my dress up, exposing my belly. He quickly pulled out of me, tossed his head back, and cried out to the Almighty as he came.
Chapter Sixteen
It felt as if an hour had passed when Jasper used a warm towel to clean his nectar off my skin. Then he peeled the rest of my dress off and my panties. We had been kissing nonstop since then. I didn’t have a bra on, and that made him even more excited. He told me how much he loved my perky tits and spent a lot of time sucking and biting my nipples, moving back and forth, consuming one breast then the other. He handled my body as if it were his instrument, shifting multiple fingers in and out of me as he nibbled delectably on my stiff nipples. So many sensations surged through me, the sort that took my breath away.
Soon, Jasper’s dick was at attention. He lay on his side, drew me against him, and stuffed his erection into my pussy from behind. His strokes were slow as his hands covered my breasts. My ass was fixed securely to his crotch. He said I was his, and I felt completely possessed by the man in this one-sided and confusing relationship of ours.
In and out, his large cock penetrated me. I sucked air and directed my pussy toward the action so I could stimulate the orgasm that was brewing inside me.
“Oh, don’t stop,” I said with a sigh.
He squeezed my tits tighter. “I want to hear it when you come.” His thrusts turned deep and indulgent as he rolled his cock in a unique way with each dive into my pussy.
The closer I came to climaxing, the more intense my moans became. The sounds seemed to help me get there faster. I closed my eyes tightly. Jasper kept up the intensity as he breathed heavily on the space between my shoulder blades.
“Oh my God, I’m coming,” I whimpered again and again. Then it happened. It was so potent that my entire lower half jerked and convulsed as I screamed while bearing the most divine sensation my body had ever experienced.
“Can I come inside you?” he asked, his breath warming my ear.
“Yes,” I croaked.
“Oh,” he yelled as his body quaked with mine.
Finally, we were still again, but we were famished as if our orgasms had taken all the strength we had to give.
Then Jasper’s delicious lips kissed the back of my left shoulder blade, which made me shiver since it was an erogenous zone.
“We’re not done,” he whispered. He kept his dick inside me, and even though it was soft, it felt good.
It suddenly occurred to me that Jasper Christmas and I were spooning. Our closeness didn’t feel weird, though. On the contrary, it was if being near him was where I belonged.
“So how did this happen?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” he asked
“You left the ballroom with Dale to have a cigar and a talk, but you got here shortly after I did. I figured a conversation about the Carmichael Trust would last longer than that.”
He chuckled. “You’re always fishing, aren’t you?”
