Chapter Twenty-Five
JASPER
Kicking the bedroom door shut behind me, I press Quinn up against it, rocking my already hard cock into her warm center.
“I don’t think this is quite where we left off,” she whispers against my lips.
Her pupils are wide with lust as she trails her fingers over my scruffy jaw.
“It would have been if we weren’t so rudely interrupted.”
“Interruptions suck.” She trails her thumb over my bottom lip and I suck it into my mouth.
I swirl my tongue around the tip, watching her reaction.
“I’m yours, Jasper,” she says. “Play with me. Do whatever you want with me tonight. Make me feel good.”
“Baby.” I capture her lips with mine. “I will make you feel fucking amazing.”
Walking back to the bed, I take her with me as I sit on the edge, with her standing in front of me.
“What do you want me to do?” she asks.
“Get naked.” She reaches for the bottom of her sweater and I stop her. “Slowly. Make it good.”
Quinn waggles her brows at me as she pulls the sweater over her head and tosses it on the floor. She drags a finger over the cup of her bra as she spins, giving her ass a shimmy.
“You like?” she asks, unhooking her bra and letting the straps slide down her arms.
“Fuck.” I squeeze my dick through my jeans. I don’t want to come too soon, but damn, if this woman doesn’t already have me on edge.
She turns to face me, her nipples diamond hard as she plays with them before resting her hands on my legs and facing me.
“Like what you see?”
Grasping the back of her head, I crush my mouth to hers. The kiss is hot and messy. Needy. Teeth, tongue…I don’t care, I need her.
“Get. Naked.”
She pulls back, lips swollen. “I thought you wanted me to go slow?”
“And I want to fuck you.”
Quinn undoes the button of her jeans and kicks them off. “Someone keeps changing his mind.”
“Can you blame me when I have you?”
Mesmerized by the sight of her standing before me in a pair of orange lace underwear, I’m drooling. Before Quinn can remove them, I grab her hands to stop her.
“Let me.”
Pressing kisses down her stomach, I kneel before her. I drag my nose along the wet fabric, inhaling her sweet scent.
Fuck, yeah, she is ready for me. There is no bigger turn-on than seeing how wet I make her. Even from her doing a little strip tease for me.
“Jasper.” She sinks her fingers into my hair as I lick over the material.
“I love how wet I make you. Are you fucking ready for me?”
