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“Yes.” I nod. “Yes!”

Jasper groans and rolls on top of me, holding the back of my head in one hand as he fucks me hard and deep. His body moves so beautifully on mine, even as his arms shake. I wrap my legs around him and drag my nails down his back as I get closer and closer to release.

“Fuck! Fuck!” I whimper, biting his neck hard.

“Sofia! I’m going to come.”

“Come with me,” I beg.

And he does. We find release together as the orgasm rips through me, blackening my vision and filling me with ecstasy until I feel like I’m flying. All that exists is Jasper and me. And fuck, I don’t want to drift back to reality.

Chapter 18

Jasper

Sofia’s heart thuds under my ear as I lay against her chest. I should feel better, finally getting all this horniness out of my system, but instead, I feel like my brain is setting itself on fire. Something about Sofia, about what we just did has etched itself on my soul. I rub her sides and kiss her chest as she plays with my hair.

“That was … fun,” she murmurs.

So we’re going for understatement? I swallow. “Yeah. Fun.”

She keeps petting me as I stroke her soft skin. I’d love to stay like this all day. But how am I supposed to categorize this? It feels like a huge thing, completely changing our relationship, altering everything about us, but Sofia being quiet and reducing it to ‘fun’ is throwing me for a loop.

Is it really just sex for her? Just a way to get off? To kill time?

An experiment based on the obvious chemistry we had last night?

I clear my throat and lift my head to look at Sofia. She smiles slightly, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. I kiss her softly before pulling to a sitting position. “Want to join me for a shower?”

“I … I should actually reach out to my dad.” She pushes her hair back. “Let him know we’re safe, and we survived and—”

“I already spoke to the guys from my team. Your father knows we’re safe.”

“Still, I’d like to talk to him myself,” she replies, stretching her palm to me. “May I borrow your phone?”

“Sure.” I nod.

The second I’m not touching her, I feel her walls come back up. So I give her the distance she needs. Once in the bathroom, I rest my back against the door and shake my head. “That was fucking stupid.”

I’m stupid for assuming sex would evoke emotions in Sofia when she has been so aloof since we first met. The shower helps wash away those fucking expectations and leaves me with a world of questions. How should I handle being around her from here on out?

Sofia looks me over when I come out in just a towel, and I see that flair of lust in her eyes. She licks across her bottom lip and then looks away, holding the sheet over her breasts. “I spoke to Dad. He seems okay, him and Scarlett.”

“Your stepmom, right?”

“Yeah.” She nods. “I’ll get a shower and be right out.”

I pull out some animal crackers I got from the store and leave the Danish for Sofia. She’s all the way in the bathroom, but I can still feel the awkward tension between us. Damn it, we shouldn’t have fucked. I don’t know what to think or do right now, and I definitely don’t know what’s going on in her head.

She soon emerges, wearing a long-sleeved shirt cinched at the waist with a broad belt. I sit on the couch as she comes towards me. “Food’s on the table,” I say.

“Okay.”

Her tone is dry as chips, frustrating me. I feel like a fucking chick, and she’s the guy trying to shut me out after a one-night stand.

“Are we?” I ask. “Tell me, babe, because I’m confused as fuck. You’ve been so closed off since we—”

“We’re fine, Jasper. This has nothing to do with you or what we just did. I wanted to make love to you. And in case my multiple orgasms weren’t enough to convince you, it was really fucking good.”

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