Page 61 of Intrigued
“Me too.” Jasper’s finger slid up and down my clit under the covers.
A spontaneous sigh escaped me. “For food,” I whispered.
At that point, I guessed there was no need to hide our relationship. Jasper called the kitchen and told them to bring dinner for two to my room.
“So what do you say?” he asked as we waited for dinner to arrive.
My gaze scanned the room. “I don’t like this place.”
“We’ll stay here for a few days, then we’ll fly out to my place in LA.”
I raised my eyebrows. “LA?” Jeez, he really wanted to spend some time around me.
“Yeah, yeah, take a little trip to Catalina. We’ll drive up towards Big Sur, go to San Francisco. We’ll do some desert trips.”
I chuckled. “I didn’t know you were so adventurous.”
He looked so serious as he pondered. “I just want you all to myself.”
That was when I realized he didn’t really believe we could do it. Jasper was dreaming.
“Let’s see,” I said as someone knocked on the door.
We remained under the covers as the servers set up our dinner near the two high-backed chairs. They gave us a chilled bottle of champagne and left the room without giving us any dubious looks.
Jasper and I remained naked as we sat in the chairs, eating. I was famished and eating like it. I only slowed my pace when I realized he was grinning at me with amusement.
“Oh my God, your cook is so top-notch,” I said, chewing on the crispy peppered prime rib.
“Then he’ll come with us to California.”
I narrowed an eye suspiciously.
“I didn’t think you took me seriously,” he said. “My invitation is real, Holly.”
“What about your business?”
“I have employees. I only hired the best. Plus, it’s time to take a vacation, a real one.”
If he was trying to ease my doubts, he’d done it.
“Okay.” I grinned from ear to ear. “Let’s do it, then.”
His eyes were alight. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Now his eyes smoldered. “Good. Now, you eat that, and I’ll eat you.”
* * *
“Holy shit!”I cried after the third orgasm.
Next, it was time to swallow his pole. I enjoyed every second of his broad girth in my mouth. My tongue and cheeks ached, but I kept going, driving him crazy. I wanted to milk him dry.
“Oh,” he called, gripping my hair as he tossed his head back. His warm, salty milk poured into my mouth.
We werein the tub together. He washed my hair, and I’d just finished cleaning his back. Now I was in front of him, my back resting on his chest as he rubbed my nipples between his fingers. I breathed in deeply through my nose, letting the steam from the water and flurries from the bubbles moisten my brain. I was all into Jasper Christmas. I had no idea what this was or how far we were going to take our relationship. Since I’d never been in love before, I didn’t know if what I felt for him was that very thing taking root inside.
