Jasper’s sighs and moans were almost enough for Vincent to get it up again, but it wasn’t happening.
“Thank you, pet,” he murmured between kisses.
Jasper’s fingers twitched in Vincent’s hair, apparently beyond a coherent response, because all he managed was a drowsy hum.
As unwilling as he was to move, Vincent finally pulled away long enough to get them cleaned up. It felt like a waste to spend their vacation sleeping when they only had a few days left, but it wasn’t like he ever got enough to begin with, so he gave up on doing anything before noon and followed Jasper into sleep again.
Chapter 24
THE RESTof their stay passed in a haze of warm pleasure.
Jasper was sore in ways he never thought possible and more relaxed and satiated than he’d ever been in his life. There’d been no further interruptions. No emergency calls. No dire texts or bad news. At least none that Vincent shared with him. He didn’t want to know one way or another until they got back home. That probably made him a bigger dick than his father, but he was past the point of caring.
He threw himself completely into enjoying his vacation and having Vincent all to himself. And the sex. The sex was amazing, but that was a given.
Vincent spent an entire afternoon testing out various toys and sensations while Jasper was sprawled on the bed blindfolded. They both learned his tolerance for pain was only slightly higher than he’d previously thought and only extended to crops, clamps, or teeth. The temperature play was interesting, and the wax had been an experience all on its own, but cleaning up after was a bitch.
“Next time,”Vincent had promised, “I’ll shave you properly.”
Jasper had mixed feelings about that, but he was willing to try almost anything once, so long as it was Vincent.
Zach and Ash invaded their cabin on their last night. Not that Jasper minded, since it was their last chance to hang out. Maybe it was because they were subs, or at least in the kink community, but it was nice being able to shimmy his way onto Vincent’s lap after dinner without anyone looking at him funny.
Zach sprawled on the floor in front of the couch, rubbing his stomach with a heartfelt groan. “I ate too much.”
“No one forced you to eat three helpings,” Vincent said dryly, one arm resting across Jasper’s thigh.
Zach lifted a hand to flip him off before dropping it back to his stomach with another exaggerated groan. “Fuuuuck.”
“I can get a needle and pop you like a balloon,” Jasper offered, grinning when Zach lifted his head with a gasp.
“No. You are not allowed to have the same sense of humor as him.”
“Too late,” Jasper retorted.
Vincent snorted. “You’re just jealous because yours sucks.”
“Okay, that’s it,” Zach said. “How dare you. I even gave you a discount on this cabin.”
“Which I ignored. Be sure to clean it well. I hid the other part of the fee somewhere.”
Zach muttered curses under his breath. “You try to do something nice for someone….”
“It’s probably under the mattress,” Ash offered from where he was tucked into the opposite side of the couch with a cup of hot tea.
Zach scoffed. “That’s the last place anyone smart would hide money.”
Jasper tilted his head to glance at Vincent from the corner of his eye and grinned when Vincent caught him and pinched his side.
“I didn’t put it under the mattress,” Vincent said, exasperated.
“Bet you’re gonna move it from there as soon as we leave.” Zach lifted a hand to point at Jasper. “Watch him and let me know.”
Jasper raised an eyebrow. “Why would I snitch on Master Vincent?” he asked, unprepared but pleasantly surprised bythe way Vincent’s fingers tightened on his hip. He made the mistake of looking at him. A mistake because Vincent’s eyes had darkened to molten honey, and he was watching Jasper the same way as when he tied him down to torment him.
Zach’s chuckle sounded far more distant than it should have, but his words dragged Jasper back to reality. “Now you’ve done it. Don’t go makin’ out unless you plan on giving us a show.”
An entirely different heat flooded Jasper. “What do you mean show?” he asked, as if an answer he wouldn’t immediately perish at the mere suggestion of existed.
