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“I want to taste you.” One thick finger delves inside me. I grab on to him, sinking my nails into him. “It looks like you’re already ready for me.”

“I am.”

I throw my head back, letting his finger move in and out of me. When he pushes two inside, I squeeze, letting him know just how badly I need him.

“So greedy, Quinn.” He nips at the tender skin on my neck. “I don’t think it’ll be tonight, but I want you to sit on my face. I want to feel these thighs as I make you come.”

“Yes, Jasper. Yes,” I purr.

“And once I’ve made you come, I’m going to bury my cock inside this sweet little cunt of yours and make you scream.”

“Jasper!”

Holy shit. My orgasm slams into me before I can even stop it. I came. Holy shit, I came so hard at this man’s touch. His hands? His words? His fingers? All of it together was the perfect recipe as I soak his fingers.

“That’s it, baby. Come like the greedy good girl you are.”

“Gah.”

It takes everything I have not to collapse in his arms. He holds me up as I come down from the high he brought me. Jasper sucks his fingers into his mouth. I bite down on my bottom lip as I watch him.

“Fucking delicious, Quinn.”

I love the way he says my name. Like he can’t get enough of it.

“I want more,” I whisper, trailing my mouth up the pulsing vein in his neck. I love the feel of his scruff under my lips.

Hoisting me into his arms, he asks, “Which way to the bedroom?”

I point him in the direction as I continue my ministrations on him. I have never wanted someone so badly before in my life.

I don’t know if it’s the connection the two of us have, or the way Jasper makes me feel safe and cared for, but I want to give everything I have to this man. And I know,I know, he’ll give it to me in return.

Laying me in the center of the bed, Jasper stands at the foot in all his glory. The negligee lies open as he undoes his shirt, exposing a six-pack of deliciously carved abs.

Dark hair lines his chest. I want to sink my fingers into it. Kiss every part of him. I squeeze my legs closed, trying to keep it all together. I’m ready to burst at the seams again.

Jasper chucks his shirt to the side and goes to unbuckle his belt. He lets it hang open as he grabs one of my legs.

“I like seeing what I do to you.”

“I’d like it even more if you didmoreto me,” I beg.

“One orgasm isn’t good enough?”

I shake my head. “I don’t think you’d be happy giving me just the one.”

Dropping to his knees, he trails hot, wet kisses up the inside of my thigh. He dodges my pussy and goes back down the other way.

“No. I want to savor every part of you before I make you come again.”

“Do it.”

Looking down my body at him, I notice a cocky smile on his face. “Did you not hear what I said?”

“Ugh, what?” I throw my head back in frustration.

Jasper sweeps both my legs over his shoulders. “I want to savor you, Quinn. And that means driving you crazy before I make you come on my tongue. Because when I fuck you, I’m going to have your taste on my lips.”