Page 41 of Desire
“Physically and emotionally tortured. Randolph called it the Roman way. He believed he had to mold me into someone who would do exactly what he told me to do, no questions asked. Especially after…” He took a deep breath.
“After what?”
Jasper looked around the room until his eyes landedon the desk. He pointed his chin at a lifestyle magazine. “I’ll get that,” he said and rolled me off him.
He was up before I could insist on getting the magazine for him. For some reason, I felt as though perhaps it was time someone did something for Jasper, like buy him a birthday present, take him to dinner, massage his back, and tell him he was loved every day of his life.
Heopened the magazine to an article about the history of the Empire State Building and showed me all the words on the page. After what felt like ten seconds of looking at the page, he handed me the magazine, closed his eyes to think, then said, “Find paragraph thirteen, the seventh sentence.”
“Okay,” I said as I sat with crossed legs on the bed. “Found it.”
I listened to Jasper recitethat sentence and the rest of the paragraph as if he were reading directly from the publication.
“What? Do you have a photographic memory?” I asked even though I was sure it had been proven that the phenomenon didn’t truly exist.
He smiled slightly. “No. You could do the same if you were forced to practice it, given no food or drink, starved of love and connection, until you wereable to do just what I did.”
I had no idea what to say.
“My father was an egomaniac, a narcissistic loser. He wanted to prove that the Christmases were supreme by forcing me to be…” He pressed his lips together and shook his head as though he couldn’t find the right adjective for what he had become. “I’ve made some mistakes recently. Being right here, right now, is one.”
“Being with me is a mistake?” I sounded so sad.
“My presence here is putting us both in danger, but I’m tired of being away from you.”
Finally, I patted the mattress beside me, beckoning him to come back to bed. Jasper frowned as if it were difficult for him to take direction but then did as I was asking.
Once he sat, we kissed, and I took control, guiding him onto his back.
“I’m sorry you had those awful experiences with your father,” I whispered between kisses.
“Don’t be,” Jasper said and took over the process, flipping me onto my back. Suddenly, he stopped kissing me and stared into my eyes. “I am in love with you, Holly. I don’t know why or how it happened, but I’ll do anything for you.”
“Even buy BCN?” I asked before I realized it.
He grinned slightly. “I’ll admit that you working there helped make my decision easier. Your presence gave the company value that it didn’t have before.”
Even though we were in an intimate moment, he still sounded crazy. “That makes no sense. Plus, what if I leave? Then how valuable will the company be to you?”
He humped me with his blossoming erection. “After what you told me aboutMiss Roberson and Miss Given’s plans, the value of owning BCN just went through the roof, baby.”
I twisted my mouth anxiously. “So, what are you going to do?”
“First, I’m going to fuck you.” His knee nudged my thighs to open my legs wider. “Then I’m going to ponder whether or not I’ll let your friends have what they want.”
I widened my eyes. “What?”
Jasper laid hismouth on mine as he stuffed me with a brand-new erection. His strokes were slow and indulgent. Each one felt divine. We were making love without a condom. I wasn’t sure if we were playing with fire or secretly engaging in a self-fulfilling prophecy. I didn’t want to think about it as my pussy tightened around his increasingly hardening erection.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he kept repeatingas he devoured the skin of my neck, my mouth, and my tits. With each passing second, he impaled me deeper, harder.
I opened my body to him. “Fuck me for your own pleasure, not mine,” I said breathlessly.
He looked confused, but he continued stroking my pussy.
“Your pleasure, baby,” I reiterated even though I realized he was having trouble processing my request.
Suddenly,Jasper stopped cold turkey and pulled out of me. I realized focusing on his own pleasure was something he couldn’t do.
