He plants a soft kiss on my head, then takes my hands in his, threading his fingers into mine. He lifts my scarred knuckles to his lips and kisses them.
“I enjoy your bratty side, though,” he says, a smirk on his face, but his eyes betray the inner turmoil.
“I’m glad you do,” I smile back.
I want to soothe him, ease his mind. I lift my hips and straddle him. It’s a cheap distraction, I’m aware of that, but we both need it to keep our minds from drifting to what’s about to come in a few hours.
His eyes darken as I slowly grind against him, dry humping him, as I test the waters to see if he’s up for it. Jasper’s hands travel along my thighs to the front of my stomach. Keeping my gaze, he daftly unbuttons and zips open my black jeans. He peels the fabric down my hips until it cannot go any further. In one swift movement, he hoists me up, yanks down my pants, and I step out of them.
“Back on my lap, Starling,” he growls.
I immediately retake my position. The thin fabric of my lace thong offers little protection as I roll my hips, meeting hisbulge. The rough fabric creates a delicious friction, and I push myself against him, as my breath hitches. He grabs the nape of my neck, holding me in place.
“That’s it, Darling. Chase that pleasure.”
I let out a small whine and reach to release his straining dick.
“You want to grind on my cock, love?” he muses.
With his one hand still firmly on my neck, he opens his pants and pulls them down together with his boxer. His penis springs free, the tip of it glistening with precum, and I lick my lips at the sight of it.
He pulls aside my thong, exposing my drenched core, and pushes me onto his hard member. I feel his cock slide between my folds, his slippery, firm gland pressing against my clitoris. The friction makes my mind go blank, as I start to roll my hips eagerly, seeking my release. Jasper smirks at me knowingly, but I don’t care. With him, I can be myself.
“You’re an absolute Goddess, you know that, Starling?” He stares at me, mesmerized, as I moan his name, my hair whipping in his face, as I speed up my movement.
“That’s it, good girl. I want to hear you scream for me, Darling.”
Heat begins to build and spread through my body; my flesh warms, and a tingling sensation crawls through it. My toes curl as I sense my release is near. I grasp the fabric of his shirt as I begin to convulse. His name spills from my lips with a shaky breath, as I continue to rub myself against his slick cock. As my breath normalizes, I meet his hungry, dark gaze with half-lidded eyes. He picks me up and impales me with one forceful thrust.
“Jasper!!” I moan loudly.
“That’s right, cry out my name,” he says with a raspy voice.
He bucks his hips, burying his shaft to the hilt, as he pins me down, and my throbbing cunt sucks him in, clamping down on his girth. All I can do is take what he offers me, as he slams into me relentlessly. He needs to blow off some steam, and my body willingly opens up for him. My breasts bounce with each impact, and I pinch one of my nipples between my index finger and thumb. I pull the pink bud taut and let out a muted gasp. Jasper’s eyes dart to my fingers, and he gives a firm slap against my tit. Then he leans in and sucks on my nipple, replacing the burning sting with ecstasy.
I fist his hair, and he grazes my sensitive flesh with his teeth. I feel the sharp pain as his teeth torture my skin, biting me. He releases my breast, and his tongue flicks out, caressing me. I pull his hair harder, and he growls. “Careful, Starling.”
Spurred on by the constant pull of pain and pleasure, I meet his mouth and bury my teeth in his lower lip. Another growl, and I taste the coppery taste of his blood.
He flips me on my back and pushes my legs up so he can penetrate me even deeper. The sensation is overwhelming as he keeps going. He kisses me frantically, smearing his blood all over my face, and I revel in it.
“Play with yourself, Darling. I want to see you come undone for me, coming all over my cock.”
His words push my desire to the brink, and the desperate slut I am for him, my fingers go to work immediately, and I fervently begin to rub between my legs. My body trembles as the orgasm slams through me.
“Eyes on me, love,” he orders, and my eyes snap to his, as I cry out his name, my favorite prayer. “That’s it. Fuck, Starling, you’re so fucking wet for me,” he grunts, as the sopping sound of his cock entering my pussy surrounds us.
He gives a few more thrusts, as I spasm underneath him, and with a loud groan, he shoots his hot load deep inside me.Lazily, he continues to thrust until his cock softens inside me. I wrap my legs around him, and he places his arms beside me, caging me in. His forehead has small beads of sweat, and I beg him for a kiss. Never one to deny me, his lips meet mine in a bruising ordeal, and I sigh contentedly as his tongue sweeps over the roof of my mouth.
The calm of our post-fucking lingers slightly, but the unease slowly returns as I glance at the clock. Following my gaze, Jasper grips my chin and turns my head to his.
“Don’t do this to yourself, my love. One wrong glance your way, and I’ll break his neck. I can promise you that.”
Strangely enough, the threatening words have a sobering effect on me because I know he will make good on his promise. It’s his oath to me, to cherish and protect me, and if that means snapping a bone or worse, he wouldn’t bat an eye. Jasper will never allow anyone to lay a finger on me or make me uncomfortable in their presence. If someone manages to do so without him nearby and he finds out, that person is done for. The monster nestled inside him could never forgive anyone who harms me.
My throat tightens as if an invisible noose is knotted around it when the doorbell rings. I straighten my spine and sit upright, my eyes glued to the door. Jasper notices my change in demeanor.
“Would you rather I speak to him alone, Darling? There’s no shame if you want me to.”
