Page 60 of Intrigued
“I heard what Arthur Valentine said about Bryn,” I whispered.
He was silent for a few beats. “You know I don’t like that you went roaming through the secret hallways.”
I sighed. “I know.” However, I wasn’t going to apologize for it. “But why did you show them to me?”
Jasper paused again. “I wasn’t thinking clearly.” He nudged his half-ready cock into the crease of my ass.
I sucked air. It felt good to be held so closely by someone I was completely attracted to and to be reminded of the power my sexuality had over him.
“I don’t want to hurt your family, Jasper,” I said with a sigh.
“I believe you.”
“But I think I know why Bryn asked me here. She wanted me to uncover that original sin you mentioned earlier.”
I waited to feel his body tense against me, but it didn’t. Then I was struck softly by illumination. “I’m surprised you haven’t tried to figure out the answer. You don’t strike me as someone who allows mystery to control his destiny.”
He pressed his erection against my ass again then flipped me over onto my back. “I’m not,” he said as he spread my knees and slammed his cock into my wetness.
I tightened my walls around his him. He released a heavy sigh, which let me know he liked the way that felt. Jasper moaned and grunted as he prodded me. His eyes were closed, and he was feeling every grain of stimulation from my pussy. Our lips found each other, and we kissed deeply. I felt so full of him.
“Shit, I love you,” I whispered, and my eyes widened.What did I just say?
Jasper seemed to not have heard me as his strokes began to change. He circled his hips then journeyed deeper inside me, hitting the back of my pussy. I cried out. He did it again and again, giving me more. He was rock hard now. My pussy was so sensitive. It had come to know the curve, thickness, and shape of his dick. Those familiar sparks were igniting. I whimpered, and he seemed to know what that meant.
“Come, baby,” he whispered, dipping deep into my wetness.
I gripped him tightly, holding on until it happened. “Ah!” I screamed as my body tensed up.
Jasper pulled his dick out of me and went down to cover my clit with his mouth. His stimulation was instant.
“Shit!” I clawed the sheets, trying to hold on tightly to something.
He was extending my orgasm. The powerful and natural sensation hit me so hard that I was forgetting to breathe as I cried at the top of my lungs. That was when Jasper put his mouth back over mine, his dick back in my pussy, and rode me hard and fast.
Our lips pulled apart as we breathed hard.
“Let me have you in my mouth,” I said.
“Your pussy is tighter,” he said, straining to get those words out. “I l-love…” He nailed me deeply, then his body quaked as he let loose inside me. “Your pussy,” he said tiredly as he rolled me around to lie on top of him.
* * *
“I didn’t caremuch for Randolph either,” Jasper admitted.
A lot of time had passed since Jasper and I had climaxed. I couldn’t mark the minutes or hours because we weren’t counting them. I felt complete with my face against the left side of Jasper’s chest, listening to the soft drum of his heartbeats.
“But you were taught to be dutiful,” I said.
He blew a brisk breath out of his nose. “Yeah, I know this.” His body shifted. “Listen, I don’t want this to end between us. Why don’t you stick around?”
Suddenly, that distrusting feeling that often plagued me returned. “You don’t have to manipulate me, Jasper. I said I wouldn’t hurt your family, and I won’t. If you don’t want the world to know Randolph Christmas has died, then they won’t hear it from me.”
“That’s not what I asked,” he said, barely audible. He cleared his throat. “I just want you to hang around for a while.”
I had come to loathe the Christmas mansion. It felt dark and unsettling, even if the cook was fantastic. That was when my stomach growled.
“I’m hungry,” I announced, purposely changing the subject.
