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That made him kiss me more passionately. Minutes passed. We couldn’t stop. Then he parted my knees and slid a fresh erection into my pussy.
I sighed, loving his soft, indulgent strokes. Our lips and tongues made art as he shifted in and out of me. My throat moaned without my direction.
He moved in, out, rimming my pussy. I gasped when I felt it.Right there.He found it and stimulated me until I pitched my head back and cried out.
Jasper increased the speed of his thrusts. Damn, it felt so good that sensations sparked through my pussy again. Our eyes remained locked. I didn’t know what felt better—my pussy or my heart. Then he squeezed his eyes shut as he grunted and his body quaked. I could not look away from the gratification on his face that my body had given him. I expected him to hide his face again, but when his eyes opened, he continued staring into mine. Neither of us moved a muscle. I could’ve remained beneath him forever. He smelled so divine. The scent that was all his own intermingled with mine.
“I smell me on you,” I whispered.
“I couldn’t wash you off,” he admitted.
“Me neither.”
His eyebrows pulled then released. “I can’t fall in love with you, Holly.”
I opened and closed my mouth then swallowed. “You called me Holly. Does that mean we’re friends?”
He sniffed, wearing a weak smile. “You’re always working, aren’t you?”
I frowned. “What do you mean, I’m working?”
“Your pussy is fucking amazing, but I will protect my family from you, Miss Henderson.”
Tension raced through my lips. “Get off of me,” I hissed.
He didn’t even hesitate.
Once I was free of him, I struggled to my feet and rushed to put on my pants. My eyes were too watery to see what I was doing.
“Holly,” he whispered.
I stopped in the middle of zipping my pants. At least he was back to calling me by my first name. “What?”
“Just gather your things. I’ll show you the way back to your room. No one will see you.”
I released a breath full of pain. Of course he wasn’t going to apologize. Of course he wasn’t going to gather me in his arms and say something that made me feel as though he would eventually value me as more than a secret fuck.
Without another word, I collected my clothes and shoes. I was proud of myself for staving off the tears.
He opened a large cabinet door then pushed back the side that held stacks of books, revealing a staircase. He walked into the space, and I followed him down a flight of stairs. Then he pulled open a door, pushed through another, and held it open for me.
I entered my guest room. “Jasper?” I asked, my eyes pinned to those two high-backed chairs.
“Yes,” he said.
“Don’t come visit me again. We’re done. Leave.”
Finally, he hesitated as I’d wanted him to do earlier. But he did as I said, leaving me alone.
Chapter Eleven
Warm water ran down my face from the top of my head. I was showering, determined to wash Jasper’s scent off me. I regretted my severe reaction to him calling me Miss Henderson again.What the hell was that?Fucking Jasper could get me a lot of answers to questions I had about his family secrets. I mean, I’d gotten him to tell me that his father was dying. That was a big reveal. No one knew that about Randolph Christmas. I could call a few editors I knew and score a nice payday with that intel. But I would never do that. However, it was clear I was playing an injurious game with my heart. Perhaps having sex with Jasper Christmas was not the way to get answers to the tough questions. I needed to use other proven methods to acquire enough information to make Bryn happy so I could hurry up and get the hell out of the Christmas mansion.
I put on a pair of jeans, a turtleneck sweater, and warm boots. I decided to focus more on work and less on Jasper. The first person I wanted to speak to was Gina. I knew she was sleeping with two Christmas brothers at least. Perhaps she was sleeping with Jasper too. I didn’t want to know if she had, but deep down, I did. I asked William if he knew where I would be able to find Gina.
“Ms. Jones is at the pool,” he said.
“She’s swimming in the cold?” I asked, shocked.
